Isaiah 17
1 The prophecy concerning Damascus. Behold, Damascus shall be no more a city; It shall become a heap of ruins.
Hina Gode da amane sia: i “Dama: sagase da moilai bai bagadedafa agoane bu hame ba: mu. E da wadela: lesi dagoi, isu legesu agoane ba: mu.
2 The cities of Aroer shall be forsaken; They shall be pastures for flocks, Which shall lie down, and none shall make them afraid.
Silia moilai bai bagade huluane da wadela: lesi dagoiba: le, amo ganodini fa: no ahoanu dunu da hamedafa esalumu. Sibi amola bulamagau fawane da amo ganodini gisi manu, amola amo enoga sefasimu da hamedei ba: mu.
3 The fortress shall cease from Ephraim, And the kingdom from Damascus, and the rest of Syria; It shall be with them as with the glory of the children of Israel, Saith Jehovah of hosts.
Isala: ili fi amo gaga: mu da hamedei ba: mu, amola Silia hina bagade da Dama: sagase moilai bai bagade ganodini hame ba: mu. Silia dunu bagahamedafa esalebe da Isala: ili dunu defele, gogosia: i dafawane ba: mu. Na, Hina Gode Bagadedafa, da sia: i dagoi.”
4 In that day shall the glory of Jacob sink away, And the fatness of his flesh become leanness.
Hina Gode da amane sia: i, “Isala: ili fi da wali gasa bagade. Be eso da misunu, amoga ilia gasa da ebelei dagoi ba: mu, amola ilia bagade gagui hou da afadenene, hamedafa gagui agoane ba: mu.
5 And it shall be as when the harvest-man gathereth the corn, And reapeth the ears with his arm; Yea, as when one gleaneth ears in the valley of Rephaim.
Isala: ili da gagoma ifabi Lefa: ime soge ganodini amoga gagoma da faili, hedofale, nabado agoane dialebe agoane ba: mu.
6 There shall be left in it only a gleaning, as in the olive-harvest, Two or three berries on the top of the highest bough, Four or five on the fruitful branches, Saith Jehovah, the God of Israel.
Dunu bagahame fawane esalebe ba: mu. Isala: ili soge da olife ifa amoga fage huluane da fai dagoi, be ifa gadodili fage afae afae o dudu amoda amoga fage afae afae dialebe, ea dunu fi da agoaiwane ba: mu. Na, Isala: ili Hina Gode, da sia: i dagoi.”
7 In that day shall a man have regard to his Maker, And his eyes shall look to the Holy One of Israel.
Amo eso da doaga: sea, Isala: ili dunu da ilia Hahamosu dunu, Hadigi Isala: ili Gode Ema sinidigili, E da ili fidima: ne Ema adole ba: mu.
8 He shall not look to the altars, the work of his hands, Nor have respect to that which his fingers have made, The images of Astarte and the Sun-pillars.
Ilia da wali ‘oloda’ ilia loboga hamoi (amo da ogogosu uda ‘gode’ liligi A: sela dawa: digisu liligi amola amoga gabusiga: manoma gobemusa: hamoi) amoga dafawaneyale dawa: sa. Be amo esoga ilia da amo hou fisimu.
9 In that day shall his fortified cities be like ruins in the forests, or on the mountain tops, Which the enemy left, in flight from the children of Israel; And the land shall be a desolation.
Amo eso da doaga: sea, noga: le gaga: i moilai da fisi dagoi ba: mu. Amola Haifa: ide amola A: moulaide dunu da musa: Isala: ili dunuma hobea: iba: le, ilia moilai bai bagade da fisi dagoi amola wadela: lesi dagoi ba: i, amo defele, Isala: ili moilai bai bagade da wadela: lesi dagoi ba: mu.
10 For thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, And hast not been mindful of the rock of thy strength; Therefore though thou plant beautiful plants, And set shoots from a foreign soil,
Isala: ili fi dunu! Dilia da Gode, dilia Gaga: su dunu, E da igi bagadedafa agoane dili gaga: sa, amo dilia da gogolei. Be Ema mae dawa: le, dilia da ga fi ogogosu ‘gode’ liligi ilima sia: ne gadomusa: , sema ifabi bugisa.
11 When thou hast planted them, though thou hedge them in, And in the morning bring thy plants to the blossom, Yet shall the harvest flee away, In the day of pain and desperate sorrow.
Be fedege agoane, amo bugi da hahabe dilia bugi amo ganodini sono heda: le, fage legela: loba, dilia da fage faimu hame ba: la: loba. Be bidi hamosu amola maedafa uhima: ne se nabasu fawane ba: mu.
12 Alas! a tumult of many nations! They rage with the raging of the sea. Alas! a roaring of kingdoms! They roar with the roaring of mighty waters.
Gasa bagade dunu fifi asi gala da gasa bagade fili, gegemusa: manebeba: le, hano wayabo bagade ea gafului bagade sia: defele naba.
13 Like the roaring of mighty waters do the nations roar; He rebuketh them, and they flee away, Driven like the chaff of the mountains before the wind, Like stubble before the whirlwind.
Ilia da hano gafului foga ahoabe defele manebe, be Gode da gagabole sia: beba: le, ilia da sinidigili hobeasa. Ilia da osobo su o gisi bioi, foga mini asi, amo ea ahoabe defele ba: sa.
14 At the time of evening, behold, terror! Before morning, behold, they are no more! This is the portion of them that spoil us, And the lot of them that plunder us.
Daeya ilia manebeba: le, dunu huluane da beda: i bagade. Be hahabe doaga: sea, ilia da asi dagoi ba: mu. Nowa da ninia soge wadela: lesili, liligi huluane lamusa: dawa: sea, da agoaiwane wadela: lesili hamedafa ba: mu.
