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.
Twarĩrai ũrĩa wathanaga bũrũri tũtũrũme twa kũrĩha igooti, kuuma itũũra rĩa Sela, gũtuĩkanĩria werũ-inĩ, nginya kĩrĩma-inĩ kĩa Mwarĩ wa Zayuni.
2 And it has come to pass, As a wandering bird, cast out of a nest, Are daughters of Moab, [at] fords of Arnon.
O ta ũrĩa nyoni ciũrũũraga ciatharĩrio gĩtara gĩacio, ũguo no taguo andũ-a-nja a Moabi magaikara marĩ mariũko-inĩ ma Arinoni.
3 Bring in counsel, do judgment, Make your shadow as night in the midst of noon, Hide outcasts, do not reveal the wanderer.
“Tũhei kĩrĩra, na mũtue itua. Tũmai kĩĩruru kĩanyu gĩtuĩke ta ũtukũ, o kũrĩ mũthenya barigici. Hithai arĩa maingatĩtwo kwao, na mũtigakunyanĩre arĩa moorĩire kwanyu.
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.
Rekei andũ a Moabi arĩa mehithĩte kwanyu maikare na inyuĩ; tuĩkai kĩĩgitio kĩao kuuma kũrĩ mwanangani.” Mũhinyanĩrĩria nĩagakinya mũthia, naguo mwanangĩko ũthire; nake mũũgiti nĩakabuĩria kuuma bũrũri-inĩ.
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.
Gĩtĩ kĩa ũnene gĩkaahaandwo na wendo; na mũndũ mwĩhokeku nĩwe ũgaagĩikarĩra, o mũndũ wa kuuma nyũmba ya Daudi, mũndũ ũrĩa ũgaatuanagĩra ciira arũmĩrĩire o kĩhooto, namo maũndũ ma ũthingu nĩmo akaahiũhaga gwĩka.
6 We have heard of the pride of Moab—very proud, His pride, and his arrogance, and his wrath—his boastings [are] not right.
Nĩtũiguĩte ũhoro wa mwĩtĩĩo wa Moabi: tũkaigua ũhoro wa mwĩtĩĩo wake mũkĩru na mwĩĩkĩrĩro wake, tũkaigua ũhoro wa mwĩtĩĩo wake na rũngʼathio rwake; no rĩrĩ, mwĩgaatho ũcio wake no wa tũhũ.
7 Therefore Moab howls for Moab, all of it howls, It meditates for the grape-cakes of Kir-Hareseth, They are surely struck.
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio andũ a Moabi nĩkũgirĩka maragirĩka, maragirĩka hamwe nĩ ũndũ wa Moabi. Cakayai na mũnyiitwo nĩ kĩeha nĩ ũndũ wa andũ a Kiri-Haresethi.
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.
Mĩgũnda ya Heshiboni nĩĩrahooha, o na mĩthabibũ ya Sibima o nayo nĩĩrahooha. Aathani a ndũrĩrĩ nĩmarangĩrĩirie mĩthabibũ ĩrĩa mĩega mũno, ĩrĩa hĩndĩ ĩmwe yakinyĩte Jazeri, na ĩgatheerema yerekeire werũ-inĩ. Thuuna ciayo ciatambĩte igakinya o iria-inĩ.
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.
Nĩ ũndũ ũcio nĩndĩrarĩra, ngarĩra o ta Jazeri, ngĩrĩrĩra mĩthabibũ ya Sibima. Wee Heshiboni, o nawe Eleale, ngũmũihũgia na maithori! Tondũ mbugĩrĩrio cia gĩkeno kĩanyu nĩ ũndũ wa matunda manyu marĩa meruĩte, na nĩ ũndũ wa magetha manyu ma ngano nĩithirĩte.
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.
Gũtirĩ gĩkeno kana ndũhiũ mĩgũnda-inĩ ya matunda; gũtirĩ mũndũ ũraina kana akoigĩrĩria mĩgũnda-inĩ ya mĩthabibũ, gũtirĩ mũndũ ũrahiha ndibei kĩhihĩro-inĩ, nĩgũkorwo nĩndũmĩte ngemi cia magetha ciage kũiguuo.
11 Therefore my bowels sound as a harp for Moab, And my inward parts for Kir-Haresh.
Ngoro yakwa nĩĩracakaĩra Moabi o ta kĩnanda kĩa mũgeeto, nayo ngoro yakwa ĩgacaĩra Kiri-Heresethu.
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.
Rĩrĩa andũ a Moabi maathiĩ kũndũ kũrĩa gũtũũgĩru makahooe, no kwĩnogia menogagia; hĩndĩ ĩrĩa maathiĩ ihooero-inĩ rĩao kũhooya, no wĩra wa tũhũ marutaga.
13 This [is] the word that YHWH has spoken to Moab from that time,
Ũyũ nĩguo ũhoro ũrĩa Jehova aarĩtie ũkoniĩ Moabi.
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!”
No rĩrĩ, rĩu Jehova ekuuga atĩrĩ: “Mĩaka ĩtatũ ĩtanathira, ĩtarĩtwo ta ũrĩa mĩaka ya mũndũ wandĩkĩtwo wĩra ĩrĩkanagĩrwo-rĩ, riiri wa Moabi hamwe na andũ ake othe nĩũkanyararwo, namo matigari make makorwo marĩ manini mũno na makahinyara.”
