Isaiah 25
1 The LORD, you are my God. I will exalt you. I will praise your name, for you have done wonderful things, things planned long ago, in complete faithfulness and truth.
O! Yehowa, wòe nye nye Mawu. Mado wò ŋkɔ ɖe dzi, eye makafu wò, elabena wò nuteƒewɔwɔ de blibo. Èwɔ nu dzɔtsuwo, nu siwo nèɖo ɖi tso blema ke.
2 For you have made a city into a heap, a fortified city into a ruin, a palace of the insolent is a city no more; it will never be rebuilt.
Èna du gãwo trɔ zu aƒedo, eye mɔ sesẽwo zu glikpo. Amedzrowo ƒe du sesẽwo maganye du anɔ anyi o. Womagbugbɔ wo atu akpɔ o,
3 Therefore a strong people will glorify you. A city of awesome nations will fear you.
eya ta dukɔ siwo wɔa kalẽ la ade bubu ŋuwò, eye dukɔ nyanyrawo avɔ̃ wò,
4 For you have been a stronghold to the poor, a stronghold to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat, when the blast of the dreaded ones is like a storm against the wall.
elabena Yehowa, wòe nye sitsoƒe na ame dahewo, xɔnametɔ na hiãtɔwo le xaxa me, bebeƒe le ahom me kple vɔvɔli le ŋdɔkutsu helĩhelĩ nu. Ŋutasẽlawo lɔ gbɔgbɔtsixe ɖe ƒo abe yatsi si le ƒoƒom ɖe gli ŋu la ene,
5 As the heat in a dry place will you bring down the noise of strangers; as the heat by the shade of a cloud, the song of the dreaded ones will be brought low.
eye abe dzoxɔxɔ sesẽ tso gbegbe ene; èna amedzrowo ƒe hoowɔwɔ nu tso abe ale si ne lilikpo xe ɣe ŋkume la, eƒe dzoxɔxɔ ɖiɖinae ene. Aleae nètsi ame nyanyrawo ƒe hadzidzi nue.
6 In this mountain, the LORD of hosts will make all peoples a feast of fat things, a feast of choice wines, of fat things full of marrow, of well refined choice wines.
Le to sia dzi, Yehowa, Dziƒoʋakɔwo ƒe Aƒetɔ la, atsɔ nuɖuɖu damiwo aɖo kplɔ̃e na dukɔwo katã. Wain tsitsitɔ anɔ afi ma. Lã damitɔ akpe ɖe eŋu, eye wain nyuitɔ abɔ ɖe eŋu.
7 He will destroy in this mountain the surface of the covering that covers all peoples, and the veil that is spread over all nations.
Le to sia dzi, aɖe ameɖivɔ si me wobla amewo katã ɖo kple avɔ si wotsɔ tsyɔ dukɔwo katã dzi la ɖa.
8 He has swallowed up death in victory. The LORD will wipe away tears from off all faces. He will take the reproach of his people away from off all the earth, for the LORD has spoken it.
Ami ku tso mavɔ me yi ɖe mavɔ me. Aƒetɔ Yehowa atutu aɖatsi sia aɖatsi ɖa le amewo ƒe ŋkume. Aɖe eƒe dukɔ la ƒe ŋukpe ɖa le anyigba blibo la dzi. Yehowae gblɔe.
9 It shall be said in that day, "Look, this is our God. We have waited for him, and he will save us. This is the LORD. We have waited for him. We will be glad and rejoice in his salvation."
Gbe ma gbe la, woagblɔ be, “Esiae nye míaƒe Mawu vavã la. Míeɖo ŋu ɖe eŋu, eye wòɖe mí. Eyae nye Yehowa si ŋu míeɖo ŋu ɖo. Mina míatso aseye, akpɔ dzidzɔ le eƒe ɖeɖe la ta.”
10 For in this mountain the hand of the LORD will rest. Moab will be trodden down in his place, even like straw is trodden down in a dunghill.
Yehowa ƒe asi anɔ to sia dzi, ke afanya Moab ɖe eƒe afɔ te abe ale si wofanyaa gbe ƒuƒu ɖe aɖu me ene.
11 He will spread out his hands in its midst, like one who swims spreads out hands to swim, but his pride will be humbled together with the craft of his hands.
Akeke eƒe abɔwo ɖe dukɔ la dzi abe ale si tsiƒula kekea eƒe abɔwo ne ele tsi ƒum ene. Mawu aɖiɖi wo ɖe anyi le woƒe dada ta togbɔ be wotsɔ woƒe asiwo wɔ kalẽnu geɖewoe hã.
12 He has brought the high fortress of your walls down, laid low, and brought to the ground, even to the dust.
Amu woƒe gli sesẽwo aƒu anyi, eye woakaka ɖe anyigba, agbã gudugudu, eye woazu kewɔ.
