Jeremiah 47
1 So much of the word of Yahweh as came unto Jeremiah the prophet, Against the Philistines, —before Pharaoh smote Gaza:
Ty tsara’ Iehovà niheo am’ Iirmeà mpitoky ty amo nte-Pilistio taolo’ ty nandafa’ i Parò i Azà.
2 Thus, saith Yahweh—Lo! waters rising from the North And they shall become a torrent overflowing, Which shall overflow The land and the fulness thereof, The city, and the dwellers therein, —Then shall men make outcry, And all the inhabitants of the land, howl.
Hoe t’Iehovà: Heheke t’ie hiongake boak’ avaratse eñe ty rano, hinjare torahañe manganahana, toe hampanginahina i taney naho handifotse ze hene ama’e naho i rovay naho o mpimoneñeo; hirovetse ondatio, vaho sindre hangololoike ty tañy ze mpimoneñe amy taney.
3 Because of the sound of the tramping of the hoofs of his chargers, Because of the rushing of his chariots, the rumbling of his wheels Fathers shall not turn, to children, Because of the unnerving of their hands;
Ami’ty kodoin-dian-kotro’ o maozatseo, ty fitrakotrako’ o sareteo, ty kodoikodoi’ o larò’eo le tsy mitolike mb’an-keleia’e o roae’eo, ie mavozo am-pitàñe;
4 On account of the day that cometh to lay waste all the Philistines, To cut off from Tyre and Zidon every escaped one that could have helped, —For Yahweh is laying waste the Philistines, The remnant of the Coastland of Caphtor.
Fa tondroke ty andro te fonga hampiantoañe o nte-Pilistio, ie hañitoa’e amy Tsore naho amy Tsidone ze mpañolotse sisa; amy te ho kopahe’ Iehovà o nte-Pilistio, naho ze sehanga’e an-tokonose’ i Kaftore.
5 Baldness hath come, upon Gaza, Silenced is Ashkelon the remnant of their vale, —How long, wilt thou cut thyself?
Hasolàñe ty nifetsak’ amy Azà; fa naitoañe ty Askelone. Ry honka’ i vavatane’ iereoy: ampara’ te ‘mbia ty handilindilia’o ty sandri’o?
6 Ah! thou sword of Yahweh, How long, wilt thou not be quiet? Withdraw into thy scabbard, Rest thyself and be still.
O ry fibara’ Iehovà, ampara’ te ombia vaho hitsiñe? miombea an-traño’o ao, mitofà, naho mihendrea.
7 How, can it be quiet, when, Yahweh, hath given it a charge, —against Ashkelon and against the shore of the sea? There, hath he appointed it!
Akore ty hitofa’e kanao nandily t’Iehovà? i Askelone naho i olon-driakey ty nitendrea’e.
