Judges 5
1 That day Deborah and Barak, son of Abinoam, sang this song:
Nisabo ty hoe amy andro zay t’i Deborae naho i Barak’ ana’ i Abinoame:
2 “Israel's leaders took charge, and the people were totally committed. Praise the Lord!
Andriaño t’Iehovà te nonjoneñe ty lohà’ Israele, naho nanolo-batañe an-tsatri’e ondatio.
3 Listen, kings! Pay attention, rulers! I, yes I, will sing to the Lord; I will praise the Lord, the God of Israel, in song.
Mijanjiña ry mpanjaka, manokilaña ravembia ry roandriañeo; izaho eka izaho ty hisabo am’Iehovà, ho rengeko an-tsabo t’Iehovà, Andrianañahare’ Israele.
4 Lord, when you set off from Seir, when you marched from the land of Edom, the earth shook, rain fell from the skies, the clouds poured down water.
Ry Iehovà, ihe nionjoñe boake Seire ao ihe niroborobo boak’an-tete’ i Edome ao, nanginikinike i taney, nifororoake o an-dikerañeo, eka nampikojojoake rano o rahoñeo.
5 The mountains melted in the presence of the Lord, the God of Sinai, in the presence of the Lord, the God of Israel.
Nitranak’ aolo’ Iehovà o vohitseo, naho i Sinaiy añatrefa’ Iehovà Andrianañahare’ Israele eo.
6 In the days of Shamgar, son of Anath, in the days of Jael, people didn't use the main highways and stayed on winding paths.
Ie tañ’andro i Samgare ana’ i Anate, faha’ Iaele, ie nikoake o damokeo; ninokitse an-dalan-tsileke ze atao mpañavelo.
7 Village life in Israel was abandoned until I, Deborah, came on the scene as a mother in Israel.
Hene nijihetse o mpimone’ o tanañeo, nijohañe t’Israele ampara’ te nitroatse t’i Deborae, ie niongake ho rene’ Israele.
8 When the people chose new gods, then war arrived at their gates. Not even a shield or spear could be found among forty thousand warriors in Israel.
Fe nijoboñe ‘ndrahare vao iereo, vaho an-dalambey eo ty aly; nitendrek’ amo efats’ ale’ Israeleo hao ty fikalandefo ndra ty lefoñe?
9 My thoughts are with the Israelite commanders and those people who volunteered. Praise the Lord!
Mitolik’ amo roandria’ Israeleo ty troko, o nanolo-batañe an-tsatri’e boak’ am’ondati’eo; andriaño t’Iehovà.
10 You people riding white donkeys, sitting on comfortable blankets, traveling down the road, notice
Misaontsia ry mpiningi-borìke fotio, o mpiaolo an-jakao, naho mañavelo amy lalañey.
11 what people are talking about as they gather at the watering holes. They describe the Lord's just acts and those of his warriors in Israel. Then the people of the Lord went to the town gates.
Ambone’ ty feom-pitàm-pale am-pitarihan-drano eo, ty hitalilia’ iareo o fitoloñam-banta’ Iehovào, ty asa’e mahity amo tanàñe e Israeleo, le hizotso mb’an-dalam-bey mb’eo ondati’ Iehovào henane zao.
12 ‘Wake up, Deborah, wake up! Wake up, wake up, sing a song! Get up, Barak! Capture your prisoners, son of Abinoam.’
Mivañona, mivañona, ry Deborae, mitroara, mitroara, le andaharo sabo, miongaha ry Barake, le kozozoto mb’ am-pandrohizam-b’eo o mpirohi’oo ry ana-dahi’ i Abinoame.
13 The survivors went to attack the nobles, the people of the Lord went to attack the powerful.
Nizotso mb’etoa o fanalolahy sehanga’eo; nampifehe’ Iehovà ahy o maozatseo.
14 Some came from Ephraim, a land that used to belong to the Amalekites; the tribe of Benjamin followed you with its men. Commanders came Makir; from Zebulun came those who carry a military officer's staff.
Niboake Efraime i vaha’ey hiatreke i Amaleke; nanonjohy aze t’i Beniamine haname ondati’oo; niakatse i Makire o mpandilio; naho boake Zebolone o mahafitan-tsatilòm-panokitseo.
15 The leaders of Issachar supported Deborah and Barak; they raced into the valley following Barak. But the tribe of Reuben was very undecided.
Nindre amy Deborae ka o roandria’ Isakareo nañorik’ an-tomi’ i Barake t’Isakare mb’am-bavatane mb’eo; toe ra’elahy ty fitsakorean’ arofo’ o mpirai-lia’ i Reobeneo.
16 Why did you stay at home in the sheepfolds, listening to shepherds whistling for their flocks? The tribe of Reuben really couldn't decide what to do.
Ino ty nimoneña’o an-goloboñ’ ao, hijanjiña’o ty fibabababà’ o lia-raikeo? Toe ra’elahy ty fitsikarahan’ arofo’ o mpirai-lia’ i Reobeneo.
17 Gilead remained on the other side of Jordan. Dan stayed with his ships. Asher sat still on the seacoast, not moving from his ports.
Nitambatse alafe’ Iordaney t’i Gilade, nañino ka ty fitsoloha’ i Dane ankalo’ o lakañeo? Nidoñe añolon-driake añe t’i Asere, nimoneñe am-pitolian-dakañe eo.
18 The people of Zebulun risked their lives; as did Naphtali on the high battlefields.
I Zebolone ty rofoko namoe’aiñe ampara’ ty fivetrahañe, naho i Naftalý an-kaboa’ o hivokeo.
19 Kings came and fought, the Canaanite kings fought at Taanach near the waters of Megiddo, but they didn't get any silver plunder.
Nimb’eo o mpanjakao nialy; nañotakotake e Taanake o mpanjaka’ i Khanàne marine’ o rano’ i Megidòo, tsy nandrambe vola ho tambe.
20 The stars fought from heaven. The stars in their courses fought against Sisera.
Nialy o boak’ an-dikerañeo, nialy amy Siserà o vasiañeo boak’ amo lala’eo.
21 The Kishon River swept them away—the old river turned into a raging torrent! I bravely march on!
Sinao’ ty saka Kisone iereo, i saka haehaey, i saka’ Kisoney. Mañitsaha an-kaozarañe, ry troko.
22 Then the horses' hooves flailed loudly, his stallions stampeded.
Hotron-tsoavala amy zao, godogodoin-drimatse, ty fandrimata’ o fanalohahi’eo.
23 ‘Curse Meroz,’ says the angel of the Lord. ‘Totally curse those who live there, for they refused to come help the Lord, to help the Lord against the powerful enemies.’
Afatse t’i Meroze hoe ty anjeli’ Iehovà, ozoño mena o mpimone’eo, amy t’ie tsy niavy hañolotse Iehovà, tsy nolora’iareo t’Iehovà hiatrek’ o lahidefoñeo.
24 Jael, the wife of Heber the Kenite is to be praised the most among women. She deserves praise above all other women who live in tents.
Haha amo rakembao t’Iaele, tañanjomba’ i Kevere, nte-Keny; haha re amo rakemba an-kibohotseo.
25 He asked for water, and she gave him milk. In a bowl fit for nobles she brought him buttermilk.
Rano ty nihalalie’e fe ronono ty nazotso’e; nanjotsoa’e dero am-pinga mañeva.
26 With one hand she picked up the tent peg, and with her right hand she held a workman's hammer. She hit Sisera and smashed his skull; she shattered and pierced his temple.
Rinambem-pità’e i tsatokey, ty fità’e havana rekets’ ana-batom-pitoloñañe; finofo’e amy ana-batoy t’i Sisera, nampipotire’e ty añambone’e, Eka, tinombo’e naho trinofa’e o fitendrean’aoli’eo.
27 At her feet he collapsed, he fell, he lay motionless. At her feet he collapsed, he fell; where he collapsed, there he fell, his life plundered from him.
Am-pandia’e eo ty nibokobokoa’e; nikorovoke, nandre; am-pandia’e eo ty niondreha’e, nilantsiñe eo, amy nihotraha’ey, teo ty nidona’e mate.
28 Sisera's mother looked out from the window. Through the latticed window she cried out, ‘Why is his chariot taking so long to come? Why is the sound of his chariot arriving so delayed?’
Nitalake an-dalan-kede’e añe ty rene’ i Siserà nikoaik’ an-tsingarakarake: Ino ty nahatambatse i sarete’ey añe? Akore te mihenekenek’ añe avao o laròn-tsarete’eo?
29 The wisest of her ladies tells her, and she repeats the same words to herself,
Nanoiñe aze o ana-donak’ ampela’e mahihitseo, Eka nifanointoiñe ama’e o fivola’eo,
30 ‘They're busy dividing up the plunder and assigning a girl or two for each man. There'll be colorful clothes for Sisera as plunder; beautifully embroidered colorful clothes as plunder; double-embroidered clothing reaching to the neck as plunder.’
Hera t’ie nitendreke fikopahañe, vaho mifanjara? Songa ondaty aman-tsomondrara’e ndra roe; le amy Siserà ty vara maro volo; fikopahañe am-bolo’e ankafankafa, satam-pitrebeke, volom-pitoloñam-pitrebeke ami’ty lafi’e roe, mañeva ty fititia’ o mpamaokeo?
31 May all your enemies die like this, Lord, but may those who love you shine like the sun in all its brilliance!” The land was at peace for forty years.
Izay ty hivetraha’ o rafelahi’o iabio ry Iehovà; le hanahake i àndroy am-pionjona’e an-kaozarañe, o mikoko Azeo. Le nitofa efa-polo taoñe i taney.
