Isaiah 25
1 O LORD, thou art my God; I will exalt thee, I will praise thy name; for thou hast done wonderful things, [even] counsels of old, in faithfulness [and] truth.
Ry Iehovà, Andrianañahareko irehe, hañonjoñ’Azo iraho, ho bangoeko ty tahina’o, ty amo fitoloña’o fanjàkao; ihe nisafiry haehae am-pigahiñañe naho an-katò.
2 For thou hast made of a city an heap; of a defenced city a ruin: a palace of strangers to be no city; it shall never be built.
Fa nanoe’o votre ty rova, naho fianto i rova fatra-piaroy; tsy rova ka i anjomban’ ambahiniy, vaho tsy hamboareñe ka.
3 Therefore shall the strong people glorify thee, the city of the terrible nations shall fear thee.
Aa le hañonjoñe Azo ondaty manjofakeo, hañeveñe ama’o o rovam-pifeheañe mitromoroñeo.
4 For thou hast been a strong hold to the poor, a strong hold to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shadow from the heat, when the blast of the terrible ones is as a storm against the wall.
Fa nifipalira’ o rarakeo irehe, fitsoloha’ o misotrio, fiampirañe an-tio bey, fialofañe amy hatrovohañey; naho hoe tio-bey an-kijoly ty fikofoha’ o maharevendreveñeo.
5 As the heat in a dry place shalt thou bring down the noise of strangers; as the heat by the shadow of a cloud, the song of the terrible ones shall be brought low.
Manahake ty hatrevohañe an-tane maike eo, ty hampitsiña’o ty fikoraha’ o ambahinio; hambañe ami’ty talinjon-drahoñe amy fipisañañey, ty hampijomohoñe ty fibekoa’ o mangosasàkeo.
6 And in this mountain shall the LORD of hosts make unto all peoples a feast of fat things, a feast of wines on the lees, of fat things full of marrow, of wines on the lees well refined.
Ami’ty vohitse toy ty hañalankaña’ Iehovà’ i Màroy sabadidake amo raha mafirio ze kila ondaty, takataka aman-divay natadrètse, ty vondrake pea’ ty betron-taolañe, vaho divay soa-filomboke.
7 And he will destroy in this mountain the face of the covering that is cast over all peoples, and the veil that is spread over all nations.
Le hagedra’e ami’ty vohitse toy ty fikolopofañe ami’ty vinta’ ze kila-ondaty naho ty marerarera mandrongoñe o fifeheañeo.
8 He hath swallowed up death for ever; and the Lord GOD will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the reproach of his people shall he take away from off all the earth: for the LORD hath spoken it.
Hatele’e ho mongotse ty havilasy, vaho ho faohe’ i Rañandria Iehovà amy ze hene laharañe ty ranompihaino; hafaha’e ami’ty tane toy ty sirika’ondati’eo; izay ty nitsarà’ Iehovà.
9 And it shall be said in that day, Lo, 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.
Ho tseizeñe amy andro zay, ty hoe: Toe Ie t’i Andrianañaharentika nitamañe handrombake an-tikañey, Ie Iehovà niliñisan-tikañey, antao hifale naho hirebeke amy fandrombaha’ey.
10 For in this mountain shall the hand of the LORD rest, and Moab shall be trodden down in his place, even as straw is trodden down in the water of the dunghill.
Fa ami’ty vohitse toy ty hitofà’ ty fità’ Iehovà, vaho ho lialiàñe an-toe’e eo t’i Moabe, hambañe ami’ty fandialiàñe ty ahetse an-ditsake ao.
11 And he shall spread forth his hands in the midst thereof, as he that swimmeth spreadeth forth [his hands] to swim: and he shall lay low his pride together with the craft of his hands.
Le ho velare’e añivo’iareo o fità’eo, manahake ty famelara’ ty pilaño hilañoa’e, fe harèke ty firengevoha’e rekets’ o taña-politì’eo
12 And the fortress of the high fort of thy walls hath he brought down, laid low, and brought to the ground, even to the dust.
naho harotsa’e ambane o kijoli’o fatratse mitiotiotseo, eka, halama’e; hazevo’e an-tane, toe an-deboke ao.
