Isaiah 5
1 Now let me sing for my Beloved, A song of my Beloved as to His vineyard: My beloved has a vineyard in a fruitful hill,
Ho bekoeko i kokoakoy, toe beko’ i rañeko, ty amy tanem-balobo’ey, Aman-tanem-bahy ankaboan- kobokara añe i kokoakoy.
2 And He fences it, and casts out its stones, And plants it [with] a choice vine, And builds a tower in its midst, And has also hewn out a winepress in it, And He waits for the yielding of grapes, And it yields bad ones!
Nitrabahe’e, nahoro’e boak’ao o vato’eo, naketsa’e ao ty vahe soa-joboñe, rinanji’e tilik’abo an-teñateña ao, vaho nitsenea’e fipiritan-divay: le nitamà’e valoboke, f’ie namokatse valoboke vìlañe.
3 And now, O inhabitant of Jerusalem and man of Judah, Please judge between Me and My vineyard.
Ie henane zao ry mpimoneñe e Ierosalaime ao, ry ondati’ Iehodào, ihalaliako: mizakà añivoko naho i tondam-balobokoy.
4 What [is there] to do still to My vineyard, That I have not done in it? For what reason have I waited for the yielding of grapes, And it yields [only] bad ones?
Ino ka ty hanoako amy tetem-bahekoy, ze mboe tsy nanoeko? Ie nitamàko hamokatse valoboke soa, ro nañomey valoboke lo?
5 And now, pray, let Me cause you to know, That which I am doing to My vineyard, To turn its hedge aside, And it has been for consumption, To break down its wall, And it has been for a treading-place.
Aa ie zao, hampahafohineko anahareo ty hanoako amy tanem-bahekoy; hombotako i fahe’ey, le horoañe; le harotsako ambane i kijoli’ey, ho lialiàñe.
6 And I make it a waste, It is not pruned, nor arranged, And brier and thorn have gone up, And I lay a charge on the thick clouds, From raining on it rain.
Hampangoakoaheko, tsy ho birabiraeñe, tsy havaeñe ka; fa hitirian-kisatse naho fatike: ho lilieko ka o rahoñeo ty tsy hampahavy orañe.
7 Because the vineyard of YHWH of Hosts [Is] the house of Israel, And the man of Judah His pleasant plant, And He waits for judgment, and behold, oppression, For righteousness, and behold, a cry.
Ty anjomba’Israele, ie ty tondam-bahe’ Iehovà’ i Màroy, ondati’ Iehodào, i hatae ifalea’ey, nipay to re fe nizò fanjamanañe; nitsoeke havañonañe fe inao ty kaikaike.
8 Woe [to] those joining house to house, They bring field near to field, Until there is no place, And you have been settled by yourselves In the midst of the land!
Hankàñe amo mampifanoitoy kibohotse an-kivoho, naho tonda toien-tetekeo, ampara’ t’ie tsy malalake, vaho bangy irehe añivo’ i taney.
9 Do many houses not become a desolation by the weapons of YHWH of Hosts? Great and good without inhabitant!
Amo sofikoo ao! hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy, Toe maro ty anjomba ho kòake, ty jabajaba naho ty fanjaka tsy ho ama’ ondaty.
10 For ten acres of vineyard yield one bath, And a homer of seed yields an ephah.
Eka, hamokatse sajoa raike ty tanem-bahe folo lasarý, le hahafoe tsikotoke raike ty tabiry zahetse raike.
11 Woe [to] those rising early in the morning, They pursue strong drink! Lingering in twilight, wine inflames them!
Hekoheko amo mitroatse handro hitolon-kamamoañeo; o mihenekeneke halem-bey ampara’ t’ie solebaren-divaio.
12 And harp, and stringed instrument, tambourine, and pipe, And wine, have been their banquets, And they do not behold the work of YHWH, Indeed, they have not seen the work of His hands.
Amo takataka’ iareo ty marovany naho ty mandolina, ty fikantsakantsàñe vaho ty divay: fe tsy oni’iareo ty sata’ Iehovà, mbore tsy ereñere’ iareo o fitoloñam-pità’eo.
13 Therefore my people removed without knowledge, And its honorable ones are famished, And its multitude dried up of thirst.
Aa le misese mb’an-drohy ondatikoo, amy te po-hilala, salikoeñe o androanavi’ iareoo, vaho miforejeje ami’ty hataliñiere’e ty valobohò’ iareo.
14 Therefore Sheol has enlarged herself, And has opened her mouth without limit. And its honor has gone down, and its multitude, And its noise, and its exulting one—into her. (Sheol h7585)
Aa le nienatse ty fañiria’ i tsikeokeokey, nigorobahe’e ty vava’e tsy taka-zeheñe; hijoloboñe ao ty enge’ iareo, ty fivoamboa’e, ty fikoraha’e, rekets’ i mirebekey. (Sheol h7585)
15 And the low is bowed down, and the high humbled, And the eyes of the haughty become low,
Haketrake ty fokonon-tsoa, harèke ty fanalolahy, vaho hampiambaneañe ty fihaino’ o mievotsevotseo:
16 And YHWH of Hosts is high in judgment, And the Holy God sanctified in righteousness,
Ty hatò ro añonjonañe Iehovà’ i Màroy, ty havañonañe ro añamasiñañe i Andrianañahare Masiñe.
17 And lambs have fed according to their leading, And sojourners consume wastelands of the fat ones.
Hierañerañe am-piandrazañe ao o anak’añondrio, naho hihinañe amo tete- lovodovo’ o vondrakeo ty mpirererere.
18 Woe [to] those drawing out iniquity with cords of vanity, And as [with] thick ropes of the cart—sin.
Feh’ohatse amo mpikozozo-kakeo an-taly hòakeo, naho o tahiñeo hoe an-talin-tsarete:
19 Who are saying, “Let Him hurry, Let Him hurry His work, that we may see, And let the counsel of the Holy One of Israel Draw near and come, and we know.”
Ie manao ty hoe: Ee t’ie halisa, hanaentaeñe i fitoloña’ey, hahaoniña’ay aze, le ee te hitotoke eo ty fanoroa’ i Masi’ Israeley homb’etoy hahafohina’ay Aze!
20 Woe [to] those saying to evil “good,” and to good “evil,” Putting darkness for light, and light for darkness, Putting bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter.
Hekoheko ami’ty manao te raty ty soa, naho soa ty raty, o misolo ty ieñe ho hazavàñe naho ty hazavàñe ho ieñeo; o manao ty mafaitse ho mamy vaho ty mamy ho mafaitseo.
21 Woe [to] the wise in their own eyes, And—before their own faces—intelligent!
Hankàñe amo mahihitse am-pahaoniña’eo, naho o mahilala am-pahaisaha’eo!
22 Woe [to] the mighty to drink wine, And men of strength to mingle strong drink.
Feh’ ohatse o fanalolahy am-pinon-divaio, naho ondaty maozatse am-pampilaroañe toakeo;
23 Declaring righteous the wicked for a bribe, And the righteousness of the righteous They turn aside from him.
ie mañatò ty lo-tsereke hahazoam-bokàñe vaho mañafake ty havañona’ o vantañeo!
24 Therefore, as a tongue of fire devours stubble, And flaming hay falls, Their root is as muck, And their flower goes up as dust. Because they have rejected the Law of YHWH of Hosts, And despised the saying of the Holy One of Israel.
Aa le manahake ty fipiloran-afo ty ahetse, naho ty fampibotseha’ ty lel’afo ty kafokafo’e, ty hañamomohañe ty vaha’ iareo, vaho hiboele hoe deboke o voñe’ iareoo; fa napo’ iareo ty Hà’ Iehovà’ i Màroy, naho nimavoe’ iareo ty nafè’ i Masi’ Israeley.
25 Therefore the anger of YHWH has burned among His people, And He stretches out His hand against it, And strikes it, and the mountains tremble, And their carcass is as filth in the midst of the out-places. With all this His anger did not turn back, And still His hand is stretched out!
Toly ndra miforoforo am’ ondati’eo ty haviñera’ Iehovà, naho natora-kitsi’e am’ iereo ty fità’e, naho trinabotrabo’e; nihondrahondra iaby o tambohoo, natao litsake an-dalambey eo ty lolo’ iareo. Amy hoe zay iaby mbe tsy nivike ty haviñera’e, vaho mbe mihity avao ty fità’e.
26 And He lifted up an ensign to the far-off nations, And hissed to it from the end of the earth, And behold, with haste, it comes swiftly.
Hañonjo kobaiñe amo kilakila ondaty tsietoitaneo Re, naho hifioke ama’e boak’ añ’olo-ty tane toy añe, le hehe, hiherereake mb’etoy masika.
27 There is none weary, nor stumbling in it, It does not slumber, nor sleep, Nor has the girdle of its loins been opened, Nor the strap of its sandals drawn away.
Tsy ho am’ iereo ty ho mokotse ndra hitsikapy; tsy eo ty hiroro ndra hirotse; tsy habalake ty sadiam-bania’ iareo, vaho tsy hianto ty fihilin-kana’ iareo;
28 Whose arrows [are] sharp, and all its bows bent, Hooves of its horses have been reckoned as flint, And its wheels as a windstorm!
Masioñe o ana-pale’eo, fonga mivohotse o fale’eo, hoe vato-pilake o tombon-tsoavala’eo, vaho talio o larò’eo;
29 Its roaring [is] like a lioness, It roars like young lions, And it howls, and seizes prey, And carries away safely, and there is none delivering.
Hirohake hoe liona vave iereo, hiroharoha hoe anan-diona, Eka, mitrè iereo mitsepake i horoñeñey, naho hendese’e añe, ie tsy amam-pandrombake.
30 And it howls against it in that day as the howling of a sea, And it has looked attentively to the land, And behold, darkness—distress, And light has been darkened by its abundance!
Hitròñe amy andro zay iereo, manahake ty fitròña’ i riakey, ie mahaisake i taney, heheke ty hamoromoroñañe, naho faloviloviañe, ndra i hazavañey ro ampigodoñen-drahoñe.
