Isaiah 17
1 The burden of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is taken away from [being] a city, And it has been a heap—a ruin.
Spriedums par Damasku: Redzi, Damaska taps nomesta, ka vairs nav pilsēta, bet sagruvusi akmeņu kopa.
2 The cities of Aroer are forsaken, They are for droves, and they have lain down, And there is none troubling.
Aroēra pilsētas būs atstātas ganāmiem pulkiem; tie tur apmetīsies un neviens tos neizbiedēs.
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!
Un stiprums zudīs no Efraīma un valdīšana no Damaskas, un kas no Sīriešiem atlikuši, tie būs kā Israēla bērnu godība, saka Tas Kungs Cebaot.
4 And it has come to pass in that day, The glory of Jacob waxes poor, And the fatness of his flesh waxes lean.
Un notiks tai dienā, ka Jēkaba godība ies mazumā, un viņa treknā miesa izdils.
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,
Jo tā būs, kā pļāvējs sakampj labību, un viņa roka pļauj vārpas, un būs, kā kad vārpas lasa Refaīm ielejā.
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!
Tomēr atlikums tur atliksies, kā pie eļļas koka, kad to nokrata, kādas divas trīs ogas pašā koka galā, un kādas četras piecas pie viņa auglīgiem zariem, saka Tas Kungs, Israēla Dievs.
7 In that day man looks to His Maker, Indeed, his eyes look to the Holy One of Israel,
Tanī dienā cilvēks skatīsies uz savu Radītāju, un viņa acis raudzīsies uz to Svēto iekš Israēla.
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.
Un neskatīsies uz tiem altāriem, ko paša rokas cēlušas, un neraudzīsies uz to, ko viņa pirksti ir taisījuši, nedz uz tām Ašerām nedz uz tiem saules stabiem.
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.
Tanī dienā viņa stiprās pilsētas būs kā mežos un kalnos sagruvušas pilis, ko tie atstājuši, no Israēla bērniem bēgdami, un būs posts.
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,
Jo tu esi aizmirsis Dievu, savu Pestītāju, un neesi pieminējis sava patvēruma klinti.
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.
Tādēļ tu gan stādīji skaistus dārzus un apstādīji ar svešas zemes stādiem. Tai dienā, kad tu tos stādīji, tu tos gan apkopi, un strādāji, ka tavam sējumam agri bija jāzied, bet tas pļaujamais iznīks bēdu laikā un nāves skumjās.
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.
Vai, lielu tautu rūkšana, kas kauc, kā jūra kauc, un ļaužu pulku troksnis, kas rūc, kā vareni ūdeņi krāc.
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.
Tautas rūc, kā lieli ūdeņi krāc, bet Viņš to aprāj, un tas bēg tālu nost un top dzenāts kā pelus pa kalniem no vēja, kā putekļi no viesuļa.
14 At evening, behold, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
Vakara laikā, - redzi, briesmas; pirms gaisma aust, pagalam! Šī ir tā alga mūsu laupītājiem, un tā tiesa mūsu postītājiem.
