Isaiah 28
1 Alas! for the proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim, And for his fading wreath of majestic beauty, —Which is on the head of the fertile valley, of them who are overcome with wine.
Hankàñe amy sabaka-pisengea’ o mpijike’ i Efraimeoy, naho amy fihearam-boñe’e nifanjaka ami’ty hatsomerentsere’ey, i an-doham-bavatane vondra’ o niopo-divaioy.
2 Lo! My Lord hath one who is, strong and bold, Like a storm of hail, a destroying tempest, Like a storm of mighty waters overflowing, Hath he thrust it down to the earth with force:
Heheke te manañe ty maozatse naho ty fatratse t’i Talè, hoe tio-bein-kavandran-gadaboñe, tangololahy mampianto, hoe fisorotombahan-drano mienene, ty hamokovokoam-pita’e aze an-kasiahañe mb’an-tane mb’eo.
3 With the feet shall be trodden down, the proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim,
Ho lialiàm-pandia i sabaka niebotsebora’ o mpijike mena’ i Efraimeoy.
4 So shall his fading wreath of majestic beauty, Which is on the head of the fertile valley, become—Like the first-ripe fig before fruit-harvest, Which when he that looketh upon it seeth while it is yet in his hand, he swalloweth it up.
Le i voñe an-doham-bavatane vondrakey ro hIheatse amy hasoa-vinta’ey, naho i sakoa loham-boan’ asaray, ie vata’e isake naho am-pità’e ao, ro habotse’e.
5 In that day, will Yahweh of hosts become A crown of beauty, and A diadem of majesty, —Unto the remnant of his people:
Iehovà’ i Màroy ty ho halam- boñem-bolonahetse amy andro zay, Sabaka fanjaka ho a’ ondaty sehanga’eo;
6 Even a spirit of justice—to him that presideth over justice, And strength to them who would turn back the battle at the gate.
naho ty arofo tò amy miambesatse an-jakay, Vaho haozarañe ho amo manebañe i hotakotake an-dalam-beiy.
7 But as for these, With wine, do they reel, and With strong drink, do they stagger, —Priest and prophet, reel with strong drink They are swallowed up through wine They stagger through strong drink, They reel in prophetic vision, They totter in pronouncing judgment.
Avembèn-divay naho ampidaleandaleañen-toake ka retoañe: ampisiotsioren-toake ty mpisoroñe naho ty mpitoky; alihen-divay iereo, avembèn-toake; mitoantoañe añ’aroñaroñe iereo, mikolitrekolitre t’ie mizaka.
8 For, all tables, are full of filthy vomit, —There is no place!
Kanao lifo-deotse naho loa o fandambañañeo, le tsy aman-toetse malio ka.
9 Whom, would he teach knowledge? And, whom, would he cause to understand the message? Them who are weaned from the milk? taken from the breasts?
Ia ty hañòha’e hilala, naho ia ty hampalangese’e i taliliy? O vaho notàñe amy rononoio hao? O vaho nasitake am-patroao hao?
10 For it is—Precept upon precept, precept upon precept, Line upon line, line upon line, —A little here a little there.
Fa, fañè manovom-pañè, fañè am-pañè, patetse am-patetse, patetse am-patetse, kede atoy, kede aroy.
11 For, with a jabbering lip, and with an alien tongue, must he speak unto this people!
Toe am-pivimby mibedobedo, naho am-pamelen’ ambahiny, ty hisaontsia’e am’ondatio,
12 To whom he said—This, is the rest—give ye rest to the weary, and This, is the quietness, —But they were unwilling to hear.
ie nanoeñe ty hoe: Fitofàñe toy; ampitofa o mokotseo; zao o fanintsiñañeo; fe tsy nañaoñe iereo.
13 So the word of Yahweh must be to them—Precept upon precept, precept upon precept, Line upon line, line upon line, A little here, a little there, —That they may go and fall backward and be torn and snared and captured.
Aa le hoe ty hitsara’ Iehovà: Fañè tovoñam-pañè, fañè am-pañè, patetse am-patetse, patetse am-patetse, kede ty atoy, kede ty aroy. Soa te ie mandeha iereo ro hitoboly, ho pozaheñe, ho fandriheñe, vaho ho tavaneñe.
14 Wherefore, hear ye the word of Yahweh, Ye men who scoff, —Ye rulers of this people that is in Jerusalem.
Aa le janjiño ty tsara’ Iehovà ry mpanivetive mifeleke ondaty e Ierosalaime ao retoa.
15 Because ye have said—We have solemnised a covenant with death, And with hades, have we effected a vision, —The overflowing scourge when it sweepeth by, shall not reach unto us, For we have made lying our refuge. And in falsehood, have we hid ourselves, (Sheol h7585)
Ami’ty natao’ areo ty hoe: nilahatse amy Havilasiy zahay, vaho nifañina amy Tsikeokeokey; le ie misoroke atoy ty kiria mamaoke le tsy homb’ama’ay izay; fa ipalira’ay ty fandañirañe, itsoloha’ay i remborake; (Sheol h7585)
16 Therefore, Thus, saith My Lord, Yahweh, Behold me! founding in Zion a stone, A stone of testing, The costly corner of a well-laid foundation, he that trusteth, shall not make haste!
Aa le hoe t’i Talè Iehovà: Heheke te mampipoke faham-bato e Tsione eo iraho, vato tsinòke; vaton-kotsoke sarotse, soa fijadoñe; Tsy ho tsòtseke ty mpiato ama’e.
17 But I will make—Justice the line, and Righteousness the plummet, —And the hail shall, sweep away, your refuge of lying, And your hiding-place, the waters shall overflow;
Hanoeko talim-panjeheañe ty hatò, naho havantañañe ty fampimiràñe, ho faopaohen-kavandra ty fipaliram-bodiake, vaho handoparan-drano i fiampirañey.
18 So shall be wiped out your covenant with death, And your vision with hades, not stand, —When the overflowing scourge, sweepeth past, then shall ye be thereby beaten down: (Sheol h7585)
Ho mongoreñe ty fañina’ areo amy Havilasy, tsy hijadoñe ty filahara’ areo amy Tsikeokeoke; ie mitoañe mb’eo ty kiria mamaoke, le ho lialià’e nahareo. (Sheol h7585)
19 As often as it sweepeth past, it shall take you away, For morning by morning, shall it pass along. By day and by night, —And it shall be nothing less than a terror to make out the message;
Ndra mbiambia ty hirangà’e, le ho fihine’e nahareo, fa boak’ andro ty hitoaña’e, handro an-kale; vaho ho vata’e maharevendreveñe ty andrendrehañe ty tali’e.
20 For too short is the couch to stretch oneself out, —And, the coverlet, too narrow, when one draweth up his feet.
Loho bory ty fandreañe, tsy mete ihitsiañe, kede ty am-pohe’ i bodoy tsy mete isafononohañe.
21 For as in Mount Perazim, will Yahweh, arise, As in the vale of Gibeon, will he be stirred, —To do his work—foreign is his work, And to perform his task—strange is his task.
Hiongake hoe tam-bohi-Peratsime t’Iehovà, hitroñe manahake tam-bohi’ i Gibone, hanoe’e ty fitoloña’e —tolon-draha boidy, hihentseña’e ty sata’e—sata àlike!
22 Now, therefore do not show yourselves scoffers, Lest your fetters, be bound fast, —For, of a full end, and that a decreed one, have I heard from My Lord, Yahweh of hosts upon all the land
Ie amy zao, apoho ty fanivetiveañe, hera ho fihineñe o tali-randra’ areoo, fa tsinanoko amy Talè, Iehovà’ i Màroy te nitseizeñe fandrotsahañe ty tane bey toy
23 Give ear, and hear ye my voice, —Hearken, and hear ye my speech: —
Mijanjiña naho tsendreño ty feoko; haoño vaho janjiño o entakoo.
24 All day long, doth the plowman plow for sowing? Doth he continue laying open and harrowing his soil?
Mitrabake nainai’e hao ty mpitongy? ho troboe’e naho ho fantaña’e nainai’e hao i taney?
25 Doth he not when he hath levelled the face thereof, Cast abroad the fennel? And, the cummin, doth he not scatter? And plant wheat in rows, And barley in a lot, And spelt in the border thereof?
Ie fa nampirae’e i taney, tsy handraraha’e vañemba hao naho amitseza’e vihinja? Tongise’e am-piriritañe ty vare-bolè, le an-toe’e eo ty vare-horodè, vaho añ’olotse ey ty kosemete.
26 Yea One hath trained him to good judgment, His God, directeth him.
Amy t’ie anareko hisafiry, mañòke aze t’i Andrianañahare’e.
27 For not with a sledge, must, black coriander be threshed, Nor must, the wheel of a cart, on cummin, be turned, But with a staff, must fennel be beaten, And cummin with a rod:
Tsy lisanem-baoñe ty vañemba, tsy aodiñ’ an-daròn-tsarete ty vihinja, fe kimokimohen-doda ty vañemba naho lisaneñ’ akalo ty vihinja.
28 Bread-corn, must be crushed, —Yet would he not be evermore, threshing, it, So he hasteneth over it the wheel of his cart, with his horsemen, He crusheth it not!
Demoheñe ty vare-bolè hanoañe mofo, fa tsy lisaneñe nainai’e, eo ty mandialia aze an-tsarete reketse soavala ambone’e eo, fe tsy hotomomohe’e.
29 Even this, from Yahweh of hosts, cometh forth, —Who hath bestowed distinction upon counsel, And magnified sound wisdom.
Boak’ am’ Iehovà’ i Màroy ka izay, miambake ty fanoroa’e, tsy amañ’ohatse ty hihi’e.
