Isaiah 16
1 Send ye the lambs for the ruler of the land from the crags that are toward the wilderness, unto the mount of the daughter of Zion.
Botinda mpate lokola mpako epai ya mokambi ya mokili; wuta na Sela kino na ngomba Siona, mboka kitoko, bokatisa esobe.
2 For it shall be that, as wandering birds, as a scattered nest, so shall the daughters of Moab be at the fords of Arnon.
Bakobengana basi ya Moabi lokola bandeke na zala na yango, na suka ya ebale ya Arinoni.
3 'Give counsel, execute justice; make thy shadow as the night in the midst of the noonday; hide the outcasts; betray not the fugitive.
« Pesa biso toli, kamata mokano. Sala ete elili na yo ezala lokola butu na moyi makasi. Bomba bato oyo bakimeli epai na yo, kobimisa bango te.
4 Let mine outcasts dwell with thee; as for Moab, be thou a covert to him from the face of the spoiler.' For the extortion is at an end, spoiling ceaseth, they that trampled down are consumed out of the land;
Tika ete bato ya Moabi oyo bakimi epai na yo bawumela elongo na yo! Zala nguba na bango liboso ya mobomi. » Tango minyoko ekokoma na suka, kobebisama ekotikala lisusu te mpe koboma ekosila na mokili.
5 And a throne is established through mercy, and there sitteth thereon in truth, in the tent of David, one that judgeth, and seeketh justice, and is ready in righteousness.
Kiti ya bokonzi ekolendisama na bolingo; moto moko akovanda na kiti yango na bosolo, akobimela na ndako ya Davidi: alukaka bosembo kati na kosambisa mpe alongisaka makambo ya bosembo.
6 We have heard of the pride of Moab; he is very proud; even of his haughtiness, and his pride, and his arrogancy, his ill-founded boastings.
Toyokaki sango ya lolendo ya Moabi, ndenge atombolaka mapeka: lolendo na ye oyo eleka ndelo mpe lofundu na ye, lolendo mpe maloba na ye ya lofundu ezanga na yango tina.
7 Therefore shall Moab wail for Moab, every one shall wail; for the sweet cakes of Kir-hareseth shall ye mourn, sorely stricken.
Yango wana, bato ya Moabi bakosala matanga, bakomilela bango na bango mpo na Moabi. Bolela mpe bozala na mawa mpo na mikate ya Kiri-Aresheti, oyo basala na bambuma ya vino.
8 For the fields of Heshbon languish, and the vine of Sibmah, whose choice plants did overcome the lords of nations; they reached even unto Jazer, they wandered into the wilderness; her branches were spread abroad, they passed over the sea.
Mpo ete bilanga ya Eshiboni esili kokawuka elongo na bilanga ya vino ya Sibima. Bakambi ya bikolo babukaki-bukaki bitape na yango oyo eleki kitoko, oyo ekenda kino na Yaezeri mpe eleka kino na esobe. Bitape yango ezalaki epanzana makasi mpe ekenda mosika kino na ebale monene.
9 Therefore I will weep with the weeping of Jazer for the vine of Sibmah; I will water thee with my tears, O Heshbon, and Elealeh; for upon thy summer fruits and upon thy harvest the battle shout is fallen.
Yango wana, nazali kolela lokola Yaezeri mpo na vino ya Sibima. Eshiboni mpe Eleale, nazali kosopa mpinzoli mpo na bino! Koganga ya esengo esili mpo bambuma na bino mpe mpo na biloko oyo bobuki na bilanga na bino.
10 And gladness and joy are taken away out of the fruitful field; and in the vineyards there shall be no singing, neither shall there be shouting; no treader shall tread out wine in the presses; I have made the vintage shout to cease.
Esengo mpe kosepela ebungi na bilanga ya kitoko, banzembo mpe koganga ya esengo ezali lisusu te kati na bilanga ya vino! Mokamoli vino akokamola lisusu te kati na ekamolelo, pamba te nakosukisa koganga.
11 Wherefore my heart moaneth like a harp for Moab, and mine inward parts for Kir-heres.
Motema na ngai ezali kolela lokola lindanda mpo na Moabi, mpe kati ya motema na ngai ezali komona pasi mpo na Kiri-Aresheti.
12 And it shall come to pass, when it is seen that Moab hath wearied himself upon the high place, that he shall come to his sanctuary to pray; but he shall not prevail
Bakomona Moabi komata na bisambelo ya likolo ya bangomba mpo na kobondela na esika na ye ya bule, kasi akolonga te.
13 This is the word that the LORD spoke concerning Moab in time past.
Yango nde liloba oyo Yawe aloba wuta kala mpo na Moabi.
14 But now the LORD hath spoken, saying: 'Within three years, as the years of a hireling, and the glory of Moab shall wax contemptible for all his great multitude; and the remnant shall be very small and without strength.'
Kasi Yawe alobi sik’oyo boye: « Etikali mibu misato, kobakisa ata mokolo moko te, bato ya lokumu ya Moabi mpe ebele ya bato na ye bakosambwa, bongo bato na ye oyo bakobika bakozala kaka moke mpe bakozanga makasi. »
