Isaiah 17
1 The oracle on Damascus, —Lo! Damascus, is to be removed from being a city, And shall become a heap of ruins:
Ty nibekoeñe i Damesèke: Hehe te nasintake amy Damesèke ty maharova aze, fa ho votrem-porompotse.
2 Forsaken, are the desolate cities, —For flocks, shall they serve, Which shall lie down and have none to make them afraid.
Naforintseñe o rova’ i Aroereo, ho fandrean’ añondry, tsy eo ty hañembañe iareo.
3 Then shall the fortress cease from Ephraim, And the kingdom from Damascus and the remnant of Syria, —Like the glory of the sons of Israel, shall they be, —Declareth Yahweh of hosts.
Ho modo ka ty kijoli-abo’ i Efraime, naho ty fifehea’ i Damesèke; fa hanahake ty enge’ o nte-Israeleo ty sisa’ i Arame, hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy.
4 And it shall come to pass in that day, That the glory of Jacob, shall be diminished, And, the fatness of his flesh, shall be wasted;
Ie amy andro zay, le hanoeñe matify ty volonahe’ Iakobe, vaho hinike ho boroka ty havondra’ i sandri’ey.
5 And it shall come to pass—That, as the harvestman gathereth standing corn, And with his arm—the ears, he reapeth, Yea it shall come to pass—That, so, shall he be who gleaneth ears, in the vale of Rephaim;
Le hanahake ty fanontonam-panatake o tsako miadaoroo, ie manifo o tsakoo an-tsira’e eo; eka le hanahake ty fañoroñañe ty voto’e ambavatane’ i Rafà ao.
6 Yet shall there be left therein, a gleaning. As in the beating of an olive-tree, —Two-three berries in the head of the tree-top, —Four—five, among her fruitful boughs, Declareth Yahweh God of Israel.
Fe mbe hapoke eo ty nengañe, manahake ty fañintsañañe zaite, t’ie telo ndra roe ty an-dengo’ i singa’e amboney, lime ndra efatse ty an-katae miregorego, hoe t’Iehovà, Andrianañahare’ Israele.
7 In that day, shall the son of earth look to him that made him, —And his eyes unto the Holy One of Israel, be turned;
Amy andro zay, hañaoñe i Namboatse azey t’indaty, naho hampiandra fihaino mb’amy Masi’ Israeley
8 And he shall not look unto the altars the work of his own hands, —Nor to what his own fingers have made, shall his eye be turned, Whether Sacred Stems or Sun-pillars.
Tsy ho haoñe’e o kitrelio, o satam-pità’eo, vaho tsy ho tolihe’e o nitsenen-drambo-pità’eo, ndra o Asereo, ndra o kitrelin’ embokeo.
9 In that day, shall his fortified cities become Like a neglected bough and a topmost branch, Which they neglected because of the sons of Israel, —So shall there be desolation.
O rova’e maozatseo amy andro zay, le ho koake hoe tsampa’e napoke añ’ala, hoe singa’e nadoke ty amo ana’ Israeleo, vaho hangoakoake ty ao.
10 Because thou didst forget the God of thy salvation, And thy Rock of refuge, thou didst not remember, For this cause, shalt thou plant very pleasant plants, And, the slip of a stranger, shalt thou set:
Amy te nihaliño’o t’i Andrianañaharem-pandrombahañ’ azo, le nandikofa’o ty Lamilamin-kaozara’o; aa le hambole hatae soasoa irehe, vaho haketsa’o ho an-drahare ambahiny ty tora-katae.
11 In the day when thou plantest, fence thou in, And in the morning, cause thou, thy slip, to blossom, —A harvest will have waved in the day of destiny, and mortal pain.
Nifahera’o amy andro nambolè’o azey, maraindray re ro ampamoñea’o i tiri’oy; fe votrim-porompotse ty ho voka’e, amy andron-kasilofañe naho fanaintaiñañey.
12 Alas! the booming of many peoples, Like the booming of the seas, shall they boom, —And the rushing of nations! Like the rushing of mighty waters, shall they rush.
Hedey! ty fikoraha’ o mitozantozañeo, mitroñe manahake ty fitroña’ i riakey; naho ty fidabadoà’ o kilakila ‘ndatio hambañe ami’ty fisorotombahan-drano bey!
13 Though nations like the rushing of many waters, shall rush, Yet shall one rebuke him, And he shall flee far away, —And be chased As the chaff of the mountains before a wind, And as whirling stubble before a storm!
Le hitabatroake manahake ty fitotsaha’ ty rano bey o fifeheañeo; fe hendaha’e, le hioratse añe iereo, vaho ho horidañeñe hoe kafo’e am-bohitsey añatrefa’ i tiokey, manahake ty fibòn-deboke miviombio aolo’ ty tiobey.
14 At eventide, lo! terror, Before morning, he is not! This, is the portion of them who plunder us, And the lot of them who make of us a prey.
Ie hariva, hehe te hekoheko; ie miporea’ ty maraindray le tsy eo; izay ty anjara’ o mañaoke anaio, vaho ty tambe’ o mampikametse ama’aio.
