Isaiah 16
1 Send ye the lambs of the ruler of the land from Sela', through the wilderness, unto the mount of the daughter of Zion.
“Muweereze abaana b’endiga eri oyo afuga ensi, okuva e Seera, ng’oyita mu ddungu, okutuuka ku lusozi lwa Muwala wa Sayuuni.
2 For it shall be, that, as a fugitive bird, as a chased nest, so shall be the daughters of Moab at the fords of Arnon.
Ng’ennyonyi ezabulwako ekisu n’ezisaasaana nga zidda eno n’eri, bwe batyo bwe baliba abawala ba Mowaabu awasomokerwa Alunooni.
3 Bring counsel, execute justice; render like the night thy shadow in the midst of the noonday; conceal the outcasts; betray not the fugitive.
“Tuwe ku magezi, tubuulire, tukole tutya? Mutusiikirize mubeere ng’ekittuluze wakati mu ttuntu, Abajja bagobebwa mubakweke, abajja badaaga temubalyamu lukwe.
4 Let my outcasts sojourn with thee, Moab; be thou a covert to them from the face of the waster: till ceaseth the extortion, past be the wasting, and vanished be the oppressor out of the land.
Muleke aba Mowaabu abajja bagobebwa babeere nammwe. Mubataakirize oyo ayagala okubamalawo.” Omujoozi bw’aweddewo, n’okubetentebwa ne kuggwaawo; omulumbaganyi aliggwaawo mu nsi.
5 And there shall be founded through kindness a throne; and there shall sit upon it in truthfulness in the tent of David a judge who seeketh justice, and is quick in righteousness.
Entebe ey’obwakabaka eryoke etekebwewo mu kwagala, era ku yo kutuuleko omufuzi ow’omu nnyumba ya Dawudi alamula mu bwesigwa era anoonya obwenkanya era ayanguwa okukola eby’obutuukirivu.
6 We have heard of the pride of Moab; [that] he is very proud: of his haughtiness, and his pride, and his wrath, his groundless lies.
Tuwulidde amalala ga Mowaabu, nga bw’ajjudde okwemanya, n’amalala ge n’okuvuma; naye okwemanya kwe tekugasa.
7 Therefore shall Moab wail for Moab, every one shall wail; for the strong walls of Kir-charesseth shall ye lament, deeply stricken.
Noolwekyo leka Mowaabu akaabe, leka buli muntu akaabire ku Mowaabu. Mukungubage, musaalirwe obugaati bw’emizabbibu egy’e Kirukalesesi.
8 For the fields of Cheshbon are withered, the vine of Sibmah —the lords of nations have beaten down its branches, they did reach as far as Ya'zer, into the wilderness did they wander; its tendrils were stretched forth, they passed over the sea.
Ennimiro ez’e Kesuboni zikaze, n’emizabbibu gy’e Sibuma giweddewo. Abafuzi b’amawanga batemeddewo ddala emiti gyabwe egyasinganga obulungi, egyabunanga ne gituuka e Yazeri nga giggukira mu ddungu n’emitunsi nga gibuna nga gituukira ddala mu nnyanja.
9 Therefore will I weep, when weeping for Ya'zer, for the vine of Sibmah: I will moisten thee richly with my tears, O Cheshbon, and El'aleh; for over [the gathering of] thy summer fruits and over thy harvest the battle-cry is fallen.
Noolwekyo kyenva nkaaba amaziga nga Yazeri bw’akaaba olw’omuzabbibu ogw’e Sibuma. Nakufukirira nkutobye n’amaziga gange, ggwe Kesuboni ne Ereyale: kubanga essanyu ery’ebibala byo n’ebyokukungula byo lizikiziddwa.
10 And [thus] are taken away joy and gladness out of the fruitful field; and in the vineyards shall be no singing, shall be no joyful shout: in the presses shall the treader not tread out wine; I have stopped the harvest-call.
Ennimiro engimu ziweddemu essanyu n’okweyagala; ne mu nnimiro z’emizabbibu temuliba ayimba wadde aleekaana; mu masogolero temulibaamu musogozi asogoleramu nvinnyo; okuleekaana kw’omusogozi ng’asogola kukomye.
11 Therefore my bowels shall groan for Moab like a harp, and my inward parts for Kir-charess.
Omutima gwange kyeguva gukaabira Mowaabu mu ddoboozi ng’ery’ennanga, emmeeme yange munda n’ekaabira Kirukeresi.
12 And it shall come to pass, that it shall be seen that Moab is weary on the high-places; and he will come to his sanctuary to pray; but he shall not accomplish [aught].
Awo Mowaabu bw’alyeyanjula, mu bifo ebigulumivu, alyekooya yekka; bw’aligenda okusamira, tekirimuyamba.
13 This is the word that the Lord hath spoken concerning Moab in former times.
Ekyo kye kigambo Mukama kye yayogera ku Mowaabu mu biro eby’edda.
14 But now hath the Lord spoken, saying, Within three years, as the years of a hired laborer, shall the glory of Moab be rendered mean with all this [his] great multitude; and the remnant shall be very small and inconsiderable.
Naye kaakano Mukama Katonda agamba nti, “Mu myaka esatu, ng’omukozi gwe bapangisizza bwe yandigibaze, ekitiibwa kya Mowaabu kijja kuba nga kifuuse ekivume ekinyoomebwa, newaakubadde ng’alina ekibiina ekinene; era walisigalawo abantu batono ate nga banafu ddala.”
