Isaiah 32
1 Behold, a king reigns for righteousness, As for princes, they rule for judgment.
Oniño te hifelek’ an-kavañonañe ty mpanjaka, vaho hifehe an-katò o roandriañeo.
2 And each has been as a hiding place [from] wind, And as a secret hiding place [from] inundation, As streams of waters in a dry place, As a shadow of a heavy rock in a weary land.
Le hanahake ty fipalirañe ami’ty tioke t’indaty, naho hoe fitampiñañe ami’ty lihits’ orañe, hoe rano mitsiritsioke an-tane kànkañe, hambañe ami’ty tevam-bato ialofañe an-tane kirikintañe ao.
3 And the eyes of beholders are not dazzled, And the ears of hearers attend.
Le tsy hakipe ty fihaino’ o mahaisakeo; vaho hitsendreñe ty ravembia mahajanjiñe.
4 And the heart of those hurried understands to know, And the tongue of stammerers hurries to speak clearly.
Haharendre-kilala ty fivetsevetse bei-àreke, hiaren-tsaontsy ty famele’ o mènekeo.
5 A fool is no more called “noble,” And to a miser it is not said, “rich”;
Tsy hatao vañoñe ka ty dagola, le tsy hatao matarike ty tsivokatse;
6 For a fool speaks folly, And his heart does iniquity, to do profanity, And to speak error concerning YHWH, To empty the soul of the hungry, Indeed, he causes the thirsty to lack [their] drink.
Amy te mivolam-borosode ty gege, mikitro-draha raty ty tro’e, hitoloñe tsy aman-Kake, hivolañ’ ota am’ Iehovà, kefohe’e ty tro’ i saliko, vaho kapaihe’e ty fitovi’ i taliñiereñey.
7 And the miser—his instruments [are] evil, He has counseled wicked schemes, To corrupt the poor with lying sayings, Even when the needy speaks justly.
Tsy vente’e ty harao’ o tsivokatseo; kiniae’e loza an-tambaimbaiñe o rarakeo, ndra te mivolan-to i misotriy.
8 And the noble counseled noble things, And he rises up for noble things.
Misafiry fatarihañe ty matarike, naho i fatariha’e ty ijadoña’e.
9 Women, easy ones, rise, hear my voice, Daughters, confident ones, give ear [to] my saying,
Miongaha ry rakemba miagarègañeo, janjiño o feokoo; ry anak’ampela mitabonìtseo anoloro sofiñe o lañonakoo.
10 In days and a year You are troubled, O confident ones, For harvest has been consumed, The gathering does not come.
Ho ampoheke nahareo te peake ty taoñe tovoñañ’ andro ry tsidaredareo; fa tsy hamokatse o vaheo, tsy ho toly i fanontonañey.
11 Tremble, you women, you easy ones, Be troubled, you confident ones, Strip and make bare, with a girdle on the loins,
Mititititiha, ry miaiñañoleñañeo, mimahimahiña ry miandrañandrañeo; mañametsametsà, miboridaña, misikina gony an-tohake
12 They are lamenting for breasts, For fields of desire, for the fruitful vine.
Mikabokaboha araña ty amo tonda nisoao, naho amo vahe niregoregoo,
13 Over the ground of my people thorn [and] brier go up, Surely over all houses of joy of the exulting city,
ty amy tane-hoba’ ondatikoy, ie itiriam-patike naho hisatse; eka, ty amo anjomba mitsinjakeo vaho i rova mandia taròbay.
14 The palace has been left, The multitude of the city forsaken, Fort and watchtower have been for dens for all time, A joy of wild donkeys—a pasture of herds;
Fa kòake i anjombam-panjakay, babangoañe i rova nitsitsike ondatiy; fa lakato nainai’e ty haboa naho ty fijilovañ’abo fa fitsamboañam-birike lý naho fiandraza’ o lia-raikeo
15 Until the Spirit is emptied out on us from on high, And a wilderness has become a fruitful field, And the fruitful field is reckoned for a forest.
ampara’ te adoañe amantika ty Arofo boak’ añ’abo, ie ho tete-kobokara ty ratraratra, vaho atao ty hoe ala ty tonda vokatse.
16 And judgment has dwelt in the wilderness, And righteousness remains in the fruitful field.
Himoneñe am-patrambey ao amy zao ty hatò, vaho hañialo an-tonda kobokara ao ty havantañañe.
17 And a work of the righteousness has been peace, And a service of the righteousness—Keeping quiet and confidence for all time.
Hamokatse fierañerañañe ty havañonañe, hahatoly fianjiñañe naho fatokisañe nainai’e ty hamarentane.
18 And My people have dwelt in a peaceful habitation, And in steadfast dwelling places, And in quiet resting places.
Hitoboke añ’akibam-pañanintsiñe ondatikoo, naho am-pipaliran-tsoa, vaho am-pitofàñe mipendreñe.
19 And it has hailed in the going down of the forest, And the city is low in the valley.
Manahake te mihotrake ty amy havandray i alay; t’ie harèke ambane i rovay.
20 Blessed [are] you sowing by all waters, Sending forth the foot of the ox and the donkey!
Haha nahareo mpitongy añ’olon-drano iabio, o mampidada ty tombo’ o añombeo naho o borìkeo.
