Isaiah 16
1 Send ye the lamb due to the ruler of the land, From Sela towards the desert, —Unto the mount of the daughter of Zion;
Ziganụ ụmụ atụrụ dịka onyinye nye onye na-achị ala ahụ site na Sela, gafee nʼụzọ ọzara ruo ugwu nke Ada Zayọn.
2 Yet shall it be that—Like wandering birds from a nest cast forth, Shall be the daughters of Moab, at the fords of Arnon.
Ndị inyom Moab nọkwa nʼọnụ mmiri Anọn na-akwụgharị dịka ụmụ nnụnụ e si nʼakwụ ha chụpụ.
3 Bring thou, in counsel, Execute thou judgment, Make as the night, thy shadow in the midst of high noon, —Hide thou the outcasts, The wanderer, do not thou reveal.
Moab na-asị, “Nwee mkpebi na mmụọ gị,” “Kwubie okwu nʼihe ị kpebiri. Mee ka onyinyo gị dịrị ka abalị nʼetiti oke ehihie. Zobe ndị gbapụrụ ọsọ ndụ, ekpugheela onye na-achọ ebe nchebe.
4 Let mine own outcasts, sojourn with thee, O Moab, become thou a covert to them from the face of the spoiler, —For vanished is the oppressor, At an end is extortion, They who tread down have ceased out of the land.
Ka ndị Moab achụpụrụ achụpụ nọrọ nʼetiti unu, ghọrọ ha ebe nchebe pụọ nʼaka onye mbibi ahụ.” Onye mmegbu ahụ nwere ọgwụgwụ, mbibi ga-akwụsịkwa, onye ahụ na-azọda mmadụ ga-agwụchakwa site nʼala ahụ.
5 So shall be established, in lovingkindness, a throne, And one shall sit thereon, in truth, in the home of David, —Judging—and seeking justice and speeding righteousness.
A ga-ehiwe otu ocheeze site nʼịhụnanya; otu nwoke ga-anọkwasị nʼelu ya site nʼikwesị ntụkwasị obi, otu onye sitere nʼụlọ ikwu Devid, bụ, onye mgbe ọ na-ekpe ikpe, na-achọ ikpe ziri ezi, na-emekwa ngwa ime ezi omume.
6 We have heard of the arrogance of Moab, Proud exceedingly! His haughtiness and his arrogance and his passion, Not true, are his boastings.
Anyị anụla akụkọ banyere Moab, nụkwa ihe banyere nganga ya na aghụghọ ya niile. Obodo ahụ na-anya isi, nke nganga juru obi? Ugbu a, lee na ịnya isi ha erijughị afọ.
7 Therefore shall, Moab, howl for, Moab, All that belong to her, shall wail, —For the ruins of Kir-hareseth, shall they moan out Utterly stricken!
Ya mere, ndị Moab niile na-eti mkpu akwa, ha na-ebetara Moab akwa. Kwasie akwa ike, nwee mwute, nʼihi achịcha e ji mkpụrụ osisi a mịkpọrọ amịkpọ mee nke Kia Hereset.
8 For, the fields of Heshbon are withered—The vine of Sibmah, the owners of nations, have broken off ruddy branches, Unto Jazer, had they reached, They had spread abroad to the desert, —Her boughs, had stretched forth, had gone over to the sea.
Lee ka ubi niile nke Heshbọn si tọgbọrọ nʼefu; osisi vaịnị ha niile dị na Sibma akpọnwụsịala. E, ndị eze mba dị iche iche azọdala ọtụtụ osisi vaịnị ọma ndị a niile nʼụkwụ. E, osisi vaịnị ndị gbatịrị ruo Jeza, ruokwa nʼọzara, nke mgbọrọgwụ ha gbasara ruo nʼọnụ osimiri.
9 For this cause, will I bewail, in the wailing of Jazer, The vine of Sibmah, I will drench thee with my tears, O Heshbon and Elealeh, —For, upon thy fruit-harvest, and upon thy grain-harvest, the battle-shout, hath fallen.
Nʼihi ya, ana m akwa akwa dị ka ndị Jeza si akwa akwa nʼihi ubi vaịnị Sibma. Anya mmiri akwa m ga-ede gị ahụ gị Heshbọn, na gị Eleale, nʼihi na e meela ka ụzụ mkpu ọṅụ nke na-ada mgbe a na-ewe ihe ubi nʼime gị gharakwa ịdị ọzọ.
10 Now shall be withdrawn rejoicing and exultation out of the garden-land, And, in the vineyards, shall be neither singing nor shouting, —Wine in the winepress, the treader, shall not tread, The vintage-shout, have I made to cease.
Ewepụla ọṅụ na obi ụtọ site nʼubi na-amị mkpụrụ ọma, ọ dịghị onye na-abụ maọbụ tie mkpu ọṅụ nʼubi vaịnị a gbara ogige; ọ dịkwaghị onye na-azọchapụta mmanya m vaịnị nʼebe ịzọcha mmanya; nʼihi na emeela m ka iti mkpu ọṅụ niile kwụsị.
11 For this cause, mine inward parts—for Moab, like a lyre, shall make a plaintive sound, —Yea what is within me, for Kir-heres.
Mkpụrụobi m na-enwe mwute nʼihi Moab dịka ụbọ akwara, ime mmụọ m kwa nʼihi Kia Heres.
12 And it shall be—When it is seen that Moab hath laboured in vain on the high place, He shall enter into his holy place to pray, and shall not prevail,
Mgbe Moab ga-egosipụta onwe ya nʼebe ya dị elu, ọ na-eme naanị ka ike gwụ ya, mgbe ọ ga-aga ikpe ekpere nʼihu mmụọ ya, o nweghị uru nke a ga-abara ha.
13 This, is the word which Yahweh spake concerning Moab in, time past;
Ihe ndị a niile bụ okwu Onyenwe anyị kwuru banyere Moab na mbụ,
14 But now, hath Yahweh spoken saying, In three years, —as the years of a hireling, shall the glory of Moab be diminished, with all the great multitude, —even a very small remnant, of no account.
ma ugbu a Onyenwe anyị na-ekwu, sị, “Tupu afọ atọ agachaa, dịka onye e goro ọrụ si agụ afọ, a ga-eleli ugwu niile Moab nwere, ya na igwe mmadụ ya bara ụba. Ndị fọdụkwara ndụ ga-adị naanị mmadụ ole na ole bụrụkwa ndị na-adịghị ike.”
