Isaiah 17
1 The burden of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is taken away from [being] a city, And it has been a heap—a ruin.
Damasku kah olrhuh, Damasku tah khopuei lamloh a khoe coeng tih imrhong la om pawn ni ke.
2 The cities of Aroer are forsaken, They are for droves, and they have lain down, And there is none troubling.
Aroer khopuei a hnoo uh te tuping ham a om pah vetih a kol thil vaengah hawt mahpawh.
3 And the fortress has ceased from Ephraim, And the kingdom from Damascus, And the remnant of Aram are as the glory of the sons of Israel, A declaration of YHWH of Hosts!
Ephraim lamkah hmuencak neh Damasku lamkah ram khaw kangkuen ni. Aram aka sueng te Israel ca rhoek kah thangpomnah la om ni. caempuei BOEIPA kah olphong coeng ni.
4 And it has come to pass in that day, The glory of Jacob waxes poor, And the fatness of his flesh waxes lean.
Tekah khohnin a pha vaengah Jakob kah thangpomnah tlayae vetih a pum a putsut te khaw yawih ni.
5 And it has come to pass, As the gathering of the standing grain by the reaper, And his arm reaps the ears, And it has come to pass, As the gathering of the ears in the Valley of Rephaim,
Cangat loh canghli lamkah a coi tih a ban ah cangvuei a pawn vaengkah bangla om ni. Rapha kol kah cangmo aka yoep bangla om bal ni.
6 And gleanings have been left in him, As the surrounding of an olive, Two—three berries on the top of a branch, Four—five on the fruitful boughs, A declaration of YHWH, God of Israel!
Tedae olive a hlinghloek vaengah a soi thaih dong panit pathum neh a thairhah dongkah pali panga a om banghui la aka yoep rhoek te om ni. Israel Pathen Yahovah kah olphong coeng ni.
7 In that day man looks to His Maker, Indeed, his eyes look to the Holy One of Israel,
Tekah khohnin ah tah hlang loh amah aka saii te a uem vetih a mik loh Isreal kah aka Cim te a hmuh ni.
8 And he does not look to the altars. The work of his own hands, And that which his own fingers made, He does not see—the Asherim and the images.
A kut saii hmueihtuk te uem voel pawt vetih, a kutdawn kah a saii Asherah neh bunglawn te khaw hmu voel mahpawh.
9 In that day the cities of his strength are As the forsaken thing of the forest, And the branch that they have left, Because of the sons of Israel, It has also been a desolation.
Te khohnin ah a lunghim khopuei te thingkho a hnoo bangla a om pah ni. Israel ca rhoek mikhmuh lamloh a hnoo uh moldong te khaw khopong la poeh ni.
10 Because you have forgotten the God of your salvation, And have not remembered the Rock of your strength, Therefore you plant plants of pleasantness, And sow it with a strange shoot,
Namah kah daemnah Pathen te na hnilh tih, na lunghim lungpang te na poek pawh. Te dongah omthen thinghloe na phung cakhaw kholong thingluei lo ni na tawn eh.
11 You cause your plant to become great in the day, And make your seed to flourish in the morning, The harvest [is] a heap in a day of overflowing, And of mortal pain.
Na thinghloe te hnin at dongah na hlul sak dae mincang kah na cangtii te pahoi a cuen sak dae cang som a kha hnin ah thakkhoeihnah nen ni a rhawp.
12 Woe [to] the multitude of many peoples, They sound as the sounding of seas; And the roaring of nations, As the roaring of mighty waters [that] make a crashing.
Anunae pilnam tah tuipuei kah hue a sak bangla muep hlangping uh tih, hue a sakuh. Tui rhilh kah longlonah bangla namtu kah longlonah khaw phul.
13 Nations crash as the roaring of many waters, And He rebuked them, And they fled far off, And were pursued as chaff of hills before wind, And as a rolling thing before a windstorm.
Namtu rhoek tui yet kah longlonah bangla a phul vaengah amah te a tluung tih khohla bangsang la rhaelrham. Hli toe tlang kah cangkik bangla a hloem tih humhae neh cangpalam bangla tinghil sut.
14 At evening, behold, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
Kholaeh tue vaengah mueirhih loh mincang due anih khueh voel mahpawh ke. Mamih aka rheth kah hamsum neh mamih aka poelyoe kah hmulung tah he coeng ni.
