Isaiah 47
1 “Come down, and sit on the dust, O virgin daughter of Babylon, Sit on the earth, there is no throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans, For they no longer cry to you, O tender and delicate one.
Aw Babylon canu tangla kacuem, caeh tathuk ah loe, maiphu thungah anghnu ah; Aw Khaldian canu, angraeng tangkhang pong na ai long ah anghnu ah; nangcae loe na pan daek moe, na nawk tuep, tiah mi mah doeh na naa mak ai boeh.
2 Take millstones, and grind flour, Remove your veil, draw up the skirt, Uncover the leg, pass over the floods.
Cang kaehhaih thlung to lah loe, cang to kae ah; na mikhmai padaphaih to takhoe ah loe, na canghnak to angkhring ah, na phaih khoek to thlaek ah loe, vapuinawk to angkat ah.
3 Your nakedness is revealed, indeed, your reproach is seen, I take vengeance, and I do not meet a man.”
Bangkrai ah na om tih, azathaih to na padap thai mak ai; mi doeh pathlung ai ah, lu kang lak han.
4 Our redeemer [is] YHWH of Hosts, His Name [is] the Holy One of Israel.
Kaicae pahlongkung loe, misatuh kaminawk ih Angraeng, Ciimcai Israel Sithaw, tiah ahmin oh.
5 “Sit silent, and go into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldeans, For they no longer cry to you, Mistress of kingdoms.
Aw Khaldian kaminawk ih canu, lok apae ai ah anghnu duem ah, vinghaih thungah caeh ah; nang loe praenawk ih angraeng zu, tiah mi mah doeh kawk o mak ai boeh.
6 I have been angry against My people, I have defiled My inheritance And I give them into your hand, You have not appointed mercies for them, You have made your yoke very heavy on the aged,
Kaimah ih kaminawk nuiah palung ka phui, ka toep ih qawknawk doeh kam hnongsak boeh pongah, to hmuennawk to nangcae ban ah ka paek boeh; nihcae nuiah tahmenhaih roe na tawn ai; mitongnawk nuiah doeh kazit parai hmuen to na koeng pae boeh.
7 And you say, I am mistress for all time, While you have not laid these things to your heart, You have not remembered the latter end of it.
angraeng zu ah ka oh poe han, tiah na poek pongah, hae hmuennawk hae na poek ai; nangmah khae kapha han koi hnukkhuem koekah kaom boenghaih doeh na poek ai.
8 And now, hear this, O luxurious one, Who is sitting confidently—Who is saying in her heart, I [am], and none else, I do not sit [as] a widow, nor know bereavement.
To pongah nongpa nongpata zae sakhaih bangah ka nawm acaeng moe, mawnhaih tawn ai ah khosah kami, kai ai ah loe kalah mi doeh om ai; kai loe lamhmai baktiah om sut mak ai, caanawk duekhaih doeh ka tongh mak ai, tiah poek kami nang, vaihi tahngai ah;
9 And these two things come to you, In a moment, in one day: childlessness and widowhood, They have come on you according to their perfection, In the multitude of your sorceries, In the exceeding might of your charms.
nang loe miklet kop kami, taqawk thacakhaih hoiah tahmaa thaih kaminawk mah na bomh o khing cadoeh, caanawk duekhaih hoi lamhmai ah angcoenghaih hmuen hnetto mah akra ai ah nito thungah na pha thui tih.
10 And you are confident in your wickedness, You have said, There is none seeing me, Your wisdom and your knowledge, It is turning you back, And you say in your heart, I [am], and none else.
Na sethaih to nang oep haih moe, Mi mah doeh hnu ai, tiah na thuih. Na palung thung hoi kai ai ah loe kalah mi doeh om ai, tiah na thuih moe, na panoekhaih hoi palung na hahaih mah na caehhaih loklam to anghmangsak boeh.
11 And evil has come in on you, You do not know its rising, And disaster falls on you, You are not able to pacify it, And desolation comes on you suddenly, You do not know.
Raihaih na nuiah pha tih, naa bang hoiah maw angzoh, tiah na panoek mak ai; kawbangah doeh pathlaeng thai ai, raihaih mah na pha thui tih; na panoek ai ih amrohaih to na nuiah krah tih.
12 Now stand in your charms, And in the multitude of your sorceries, In which you have labored from your youth, It may be you are able to profit, It may be you terrify!
Na nawkta nathuem hoiah na patoh ih miklet hoi angzo han koi hmuen tahmaahaihnawk to mah, kacakah angdoe haih ah; atho na hnu khoe doeh om tih, na pazawk thai khoe doeh om tih.
13 You have been wearied in the multitude of your counsels, Now stand up and let them save you—The charmers of the heavens, Those looking on the stars, Those teaching concerning the months—From those things that come on you!
Nang loe kating ai pop lokthuihaih mah angphosak boeh. Van ah kaom hmuennawk khet kop kaminawk, cakaeh khet kop kaminawk, khrah khethaih hoi hmabang na tongh han koi hmuen thui thaih kaminawk to vaihi angthawk o nasoe loe, na nuiah angzo han koi amrohaih thung hoiah na pahlong o nasoe.
14 Behold, they have been as stubble! Fire has burned them, They do not deliver themselves from the power of the flame, There is not a coal to warm them, a light to sit before it.
Khenah, nihcae loe caphaeh baktiah ni oh o tangtang; nihcae loe hmai mah kang tih; angmacae hoi angmacae doeh thacak hmaipalai thung hoiah pahlong o thai ai; kami ngan betsak hanah hmaisaae to om mak ai, hmai angawt hanah doeh om mak ai.
15 So they have been to you with whom you have labored, Your merchants from your youth, They have each wandered to his passage, None is saving you!”
Nang hoi nawnto toksah kami, na nawkta nathuem hoiah nang hoi nawnto hmuen zawhhaih sah kaminawk loe nang hanah to tiah sah o ueloe, maeto hoi maeto angmacae sakpazaehaih loklam ah caeh o tih, mi mah doeh nang to pahlong thai mak ai.
