Isaiah 16
1 Send a lamb [to] the ruler of the land, From Selah in the wilderness, To the mountain of the daughter of Zion.
| أَيُّهَا الْهَارِبُونَ مِنْ مُوآبَ إِلَى سَالِعَ فِي الصَّحْرَاءِ، أَرْسِلُوا حُمْلاناً إِلَى مَلِكِ يَهُوذَا فِي أُورُشَلِيمَ (طَلَباً لِلْحِمَايَةِ قَائِلِينَ): | ١ |
2 And it has come to pass, As a wandering bird, cast out of a nest, Are daughters of Moab, [at] fords of Arnon.
| نِسَاءُ مُوآبَ عَلَى ضِفَافِ أَرْنُونَ مِثْلُ الطُّيُورِ التَّائِهَةِ أَوِ الفِرَاخِ الشَّارِدَةِ. | ٢ |
3 Bring in counsel, do judgment, Make your shadow as night in the midst of noon, Hide outcasts, do not reveal the wanderer.
| فَانْصَحْنَا، أَنْصِفْنَا، لِيَكُنْ ظِلُّكَ عَلَيْنَا فِي الظَّهِيرَةِ كَاللَّيْلِ فَتَسْتُرَ مَنْفِيِّينَا عَنْ عُيُونِ أَعْدَائِنَا وَلا تَشِي بِاللّاجِئِينَ مِنَّا. | ٣ |
4 My outcasts sojourn in you, O Moab, Be a secret hiding place for them, From the face of a destroyer, For the extortioner has ceased, Devastation has been finished, The tramplers are consumed out of the land.
| لِتَمْكُثْ مَعَكُمْ فُلُولُ الْهَارِبِينَ مِنَّا وَاعْصُمْهُمْ مِنْ مُدَمِّرِهِمْ لأَنَّ البَاغِيَ يَبِيدُ وَالدَّمَارَ يَكُفُّ وَالظَّالِمَ يَفْنَى مِنَ الأَرْضِ. | ٤ |
5 And the throne is established in kindness, And [One] has sat on it in truth, in the tent of David, Judging and seeking judgment, and hastening righteousness.
| وَلا يَلْبَثُ أَنْ يَثْبُتَ بالرَّحْمَةِ عَرْشٌ فِي بَيْتِ دَاوُدَ يَجْلِسُ عَلَيْهِ بِأَمَانَةٍ مَلِكٌ يَقْضِي بِالْعَدْلِ وَالإِنْصَافِ. | ٥ |
6 We have heard of the pride of Moab—very proud, His pride, and his arrogance, and his wrath—his boastings [are] not right.
| قَدْ سَمِعْنَا بِكِبْرِيَاءِ مُوآبَ، وَبِعَجْرَفَتِهَا وَغَطْرَسَتِهَا الطَّاغِيَتَيْنِ، وَبِغُرُورِهَا وَصَلَفِهَا، وَلَكِنَّ كُلَّ افْتِخَارِهَا بَاطِلٌ. | ٦ |
7 Therefore Moab howls for Moab, all of it howls, It meditates for the grape-cakes of Kir-Hareseth, They are surely struck.
| لِذَلِكَ يُوَلْوِلُ الْمُوآبِيُّونَ عَلَى مُوآبَ، وَيَئِنُّونَ عَلَى قِيرَ حَارِسَ الْمُدَمَّرَةِ. | ٧ |
8 Because fields of Heshbon languish, The vine of Sibmah, Lords of nations beat her choice vines, They have come to Jazer, They have wandered in a wilderness, Her plants have spread themselves, They have passed over a sea.
| ذَبُلَتْ حُقُولُ حَشْبُونَ وَكُرُومُ سِبْمَةَ الَّتِي أَتْلَفَ أُمَرَاءُ الأُمَمِ أَفْضَلَهَا، الَّتِي وَصَلَتْ يَوْماً إِلَى يَعْزِيرَ، وَامْتَدَّتْ إِلَى الْقَفْرِ وَبَلَغَتْ فُرُوعُهَا إِلَى الصَّحْرَاءِ. | ٨ |
9 Therefore I weep with the weeping of Jazer, The vine of Sibmah, I water you [with] my tear, O Heshbon and Elealeh, For—for your summer fruits, and for your harvest, The shouting has fallen.
| لِذَلِكَ أَبْكِي كَبُكَاءِ يَعْزِيرَ عَلَى كُرُومِ سِبْمَةَ وَأُرْوِيكُمَا بِدُمُوعِي يَا حَشْبُونُ وَيَا أَلْعَالَةُ. لأَنَّ جَلَبَةَ الدَّمَارِ قَدْ وَقَعَتْ عَلَى حَصَادِكِ وَقِطَافِكِ. | ٩ |
10 And gladness and joy have been removed from the fruitful field, And they do not sing in vineyards, nor shout, The treader does not tread wine in the presses, I have caused shouting to cease.
| وَانْتُزِعَ الْفَرَحُ وَالابْتِهَاجُ مِنْ رَوْضَتِكِ، فَلَمْ يَبْقَ أَحَدٌ يُرَنِّمُ أَوْ يَهْتِفُ فِي كُرُومِكِ، وَلا يُوْجَدُ مَنْ يَدُوسُ الْخَمْرَ فِي مِعْصَرَتِكِ، لأَنِّي قَدْ أَخْرَسْتُ الْهُتَافَ. | ١٠ |
11 Therefore my bowels sound as a harp for Moab, And my inward parts for Kir-Haresh.
| لِهَذَا تَئِنُّ رُوحِي عَلَى مُوآبَ كَعُودٍ، وَأَحْشَائِي تَتَلَوَّى عَلَى قِيرَ حَارِسَ. | ١١ |
12 And it has come to pass, when it has been seen, That Moab has been weary on the high place, And he has come to his sanctuary to pray, And is not able.
| وَعِنْدَمَا يَحْضُرُ الْمُوآبِيُّونَ إِلَى الْمُرْتَفَعَاتِ الْمُشْرِفَةِ، يَأْخُذُهُمُ الإِعْيَاءُ، وَعِنْدَمَا يَذْهَبُونَ إِلَى مَقَادِسِهِمْ لِيُصَلُّوا، يَجْنُونَ الْبَاطِلَ. | ١٢ |
13 This [is] the word that YHWH has spoken to Moab from that time,
| هَذَا مَا تَكَلَّمَ الرَّبُّ بِهِ عَلَى مُوآبَ مُنْذُ زَمَنٍ. | ١٣ |
14 And now YHWH has spoken, saying, “In three years, as years of a hired worker, The glory of Moab is lightly esteemed, With all the great multitude, And the remnant [is] little, small, not mighty!”
| وَهَا هُوَ يَتَكَلَّمُ الآنَ قَائِلاً: «فِي غُضُونِ ثَلاثِ سَنَوَاتٍ، كَسَنَواتِ الأَجِيرِ، يُذَلُّ مَجْدُ مُوآبَ، وَيُحْتَقَرُ جَمِيعُ شَعْبِهَا، وَالنَّاجُونَ مِنْهُمْ يَكُونُونَ قِلَّةً ضَعِيفَةً». | ١٤ |
