Isaiah 23
1 The Burden of Tyre. Howl, you ships of Tarshish, For it has been destroyed, Without house, without entrance, From the land of Chittim it was revealed to them.
Amo sia: da Daia moilai bai bagade ea hou olelesa. Dilia dusagai ouligisu dunu hano wayabo bagadega ahoabe! Da: i dioiba: le, dinana huma! Dilia moilai bai bagade amo da wadela: lesi dagoi. Ea diasu amola ea dusagai ouligibi hano sogebi da wadela: lesi dagoi. Dilia da Saibalase asili, buhagisia, amo sia: nabimu.
2 Be silent, you inhabitants of the island, Trader of Sidon, passing the sea, they filled you.
Dilia Saidone liligi ligisisu diasu ouligisu dunu! Didigia: ma!
3 And the seed of Sihor [is] in many waters, Her increase [is] the harvest of the brook, And she is a market of nations.
Dilia da hano wayabo bagade degele, gagoma amo da Idibidi sogega fai amo bidi lamusa: , amola fifi asi gala ilima bidi lasu hamomusa: , dunu asunasi dagoi.
4 Be ashamed, O Sidon; for the sea spoke, The strength of the sea, saying, “I have not been pained, nor have I brought forth, Nor have I nourished young men, [nor] brought up virgins.”
Saidone moilai bai bagade fi! Dilia da gogosia: i dagoi. Hano wayabo bagade amola wayabo lugudu bagadedafa da di da elea mano hame sia: sa. Ilia da amane sia: sa, “Na da mano hame. Na da dunu mano amola uda mano hame fofosu.”
5 As they are pained [at] the report of Egypt, So [at] the report of Tyre.
Dunu huluane, amola Idibidi dunu da Daia da wadela: lesi dagoi nabasea, fofogadigimu.
6 Pass over to Tarshish, howl, you inhabitants of the island,
Dilia Founisia soge fi dunu! Se nababeba: le, huma! Siba: ini sogega hobeale masa: ne, logo hogoi helema.
7 Is this your exulting one? Her antiquity [is] from the days of old, Her own feet carry her far off to sojourn.
Daia da hemonega hamone, hahawane ba: su. Be wali hahawane hame ba: sa. Daia moilai bai bagade fi da dunu amo hano wayabo degele, gaheabolo fi sogebi hahamoma: ne, asunasi. Be wali Daia da amo musa: gasa bagade amola hahawane moilai agoane hame ba: sa.
8 Who has counseled this against Tyre, The crowning one, whose traders [are] princes, Her merchants—the honored of earth?
Daia da musa: hina bagade ilia moilai. Amogawi esala hina bagade amoma osobo bagade fifi asi gala da baligiliwane nodosu. Be nowa da amo moilai noga: idafa amo wadela: musa: ilegebala: ?
9 YHWH of Hosts has counseled it, To defile the excellence of all beauty, To make light all the honored of earth.
Hina Gode Bagadedafa da amo moilai wadela: musa: ilegei dagoi. Ilia da ilila: hamoiba: le, gasa fi hamosu. Amaiba: le, Hina Gode da amo gasa fi hou hedofamusa: , amola ilia dunu mimogo ilima eno dunu da nodosu amo fofonobomusa: , ilia moilai bai bagade wadela: musa: ilegei.
10 Pass through your land as a brook, Daughter of Tarshish, There is no longer a girdle.
Dilia Siba: ini soge (amoga Founisia dunu da fimusa: asi) amo fi dunu dilia! Ifabi hamomusa: masa! Wali da dili gaga: ma: ne, dunu eno hame esala.
11 He has stretched out His hand over the sea, He has caused kingdoms to tremble, YHWH has charged concerning the merchant one, To destroy her strong places.
Hina Gode da Ea lobo hano wayabo bagade amoga gadodili ilua: le, hina bagade ilia fi wadela: lesi dagoi. Ea sia: beba: le, Founisia bidi lasu moilai bai bagade bagohame da wadela: lesi.
12 And He says, “You do not add to exult anymore, O oppressed one, virgin daughter of Sidon, To Chittim arise, pass over, Even there—there is no rest for you.”
Saidone moilai bai bagade fi! Dilia hahawane hou da ebelei dagoi amola dilia fi dunu da banenesi dagoi ba: sa. Amabela: ? Ilia da Saibalase sogega hobeama: bela: ? Be amogawi ilia da gaga: su hame ba: mu.
13 Behold, the land of the Chaldeans—this people was not, Asshur founded it for desert-dwellers, They raised its watchtowers, They lifted up her palaces—He has appointed her for a ruin!
(Asilia dunu hame be Ba: bilone dunu da sigua ohe fi Daia moilai bai bagade amo hasanasimusa: logo doasi dagoi. Ba: bilone dunu ilisu da moilai doagala: musa: diasu sedade gagula heda: i, amola Daia ea gaga: su gagoi mugululi, moilai bai bagade wadela: lesi dagoi.)
14 Howl, you ships of Tarshish, For your strength has been destroyed.
Dilia dusagai ouligisu dunu hano wayabo bagadega bila ahoabe! Se nababeba: le, huma! Moilai noga: i amo da dialoma: ne dilia da dafawaneyale dawa: i, amo da mugululi, wadela: lesi dagoi.
15 And it has come to pass in that day, That Tyre is forgotten seventy years, According to the days of one king. At the end of seventy years there is to Tyre as the song of the harlot.
Eso da misunu, amoga Daia da gogolei dagoi ba: mu. Ode 70 amoga, (amo da hina bagade ea esalebe ode idi defele) dunu eno da Daia amo hame dawa: mu. Be ode 70 gidigisia, Daia da hina: da: i bidi lasu uda, amo ea hou da gesami amo ganodini dedei, amo defele ba: mu.
16 Take a harp, go around the city, O forgotten harlot, play well, Multiply song that you may be remembered.
Gesami da agoane hea: sa: - “Di hame gagui hina: da: i bidi lasu uda! Dia sani baidama lale, moilai amo ganodini laloma. Hedema! Amola dia gesami amo dunu bu dima misa: ne bu hea: ma.”
17 And it has come to pass, At the end of seventy years YHWH inspects Tyre, And she has returned to her wage, And she committed fornication With all kingdoms of the earth on the face of the ground.
Amo ode 70 gidigisia, Daia da ea musa: hawa: hamosu amoma buhagima: ne, Hina Gode da logo doasimu. Osobo bagade fifi asi gala huluane da ea bidi lasu liligi lamu.
18 And her merchandise and her wage have been holy to YHWH, Not treasured up nor stored, For her merchandise is to those sitting before YHWH, To eat to satiety, and for a lasting covering!
Ea bidi lasu hamobeba: le, muni lasea, amo muni e da Hina Godema ima: ne momodale ligiagamu. E da amo muni udigili hame ligisimu, be nowa da Hina Godema nodone sia: ne gadosa da amo muni amoga ilia ha: i manu amola abula bidi lamu.
