Isaiah 16
1 Send the lambs for the ruler of the land from Selah to the wilderness, to the mountain of the daughter of Zion.
“Muweereze abaana b’endiga eri oyo afuga ensi, okuva e Seera, ng’oyita mu ddungu, okutuuka ku lusozi lwa Muwala wa Sayuuni.
2 For it will be that as wandering birds, as a scattered nest, so will the daughters of Moab be at the fords of the Arnon.
Ng’ennyonyi ezabulwako ekisu n’ezisaasaana nga zidda eno n’eri, bwe batyo bwe baliba abawala ba Mowaabu awasomokerwa Alunooni.
3 Give counsel! Execute justice! Make your shade like the night in the middle of the noonday! Hide the outcasts! Don’t betray the fugitive!
“Tuwe ku magezi, tubuulire, tukole tutya? Mutusiikirize mubeere ng’ekittuluze wakati mu ttuntu, Abajja bagobebwa mubakweke, abajja badaaga temubalyamu lukwe.
4 Let my outcasts dwell with you! As for Moab, be a hiding place for him from the face of the destroyer. For the extortionist is brought to nothing. Destruction ceases. The oppressors are consumed out of the land.
Muleke aba Mowaabu abajja bagobebwa babeere nammwe. Mubataakirize oyo ayagala okubamalawo.” Omujoozi bw’aweddewo, n’okubetentebwa ne kuggwaawo; omulumbaganyi aliggwaawo mu nsi.
5 A throne will be established in loving kindness. One will sit on it in truth, in the tent of David, judging, seeking justice, and swift to do righteousness.
Entebe ey’obwakabaka eryoke etekebwewo mu kwagala, era ku yo kutuuleko omufuzi ow’omu nnyumba ya Dawudi alamula mu bwesigwa era anoonya obwenkanya era ayanguwa okukola eby’obutuukirivu.
6 We have heard of the pride of Moab, that he is very proud; even of his arrogance, his pride, and his wrath. His boastings are nothing.
Tuwulidde amalala ga Mowaabu, nga bw’ajjudde okwemanya, n’amalala ge n’okuvuma; naye okwemanya kwe tekugasa.
7 Therefore Moab will wail for Moab. Everyone will wail. You will mourn for the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth, utterly stricken.
Noolwekyo leka Mowaabu akaabe, leka buli muntu akaabire ku Mowaabu. Mukungubage, musaalirwe obugaati bw’emizabbibu egy’e Kirukalesesi.
8 For the fields of Heshbon languish with the vine of Sibmah. The lords of the nations have broken down its choice branches, which reached even to Jazer, which wandered into the wilderness. Its shoots were spread abroad. They passed over the sea.
Ennimiro ez’e Kesuboni zikaze, n’emizabbibu gy’e Sibuma giweddewo. Abafuzi b’amawanga batemeddewo ddala emiti gyabwe egyasinganga obulungi, egyabunanga ne gituuka e Yazeri nga giggukira mu ddungu n’emitunsi nga gibuna nga gituukira ddala mu nnyanja.
9 Therefore I will weep with the weeping of Jazer for the vine of Sibmah. I will water you with my tears, Heshbon, and Elealeh: for on your summer fruits and on your harvest the battle shout has fallen.
Noolwekyo kyenva nkaaba amaziga nga Yazeri bw’akaaba olw’omuzabbibu ogw’e Sibuma. Nakufukirira nkutobye n’amaziga gange, ggwe Kesuboni ne Ereyale: kubanga essanyu ery’ebibala byo n’ebyokukungula byo lizikiziddwa.
10 Gladness is taken away, and joy out of the fruitful field; and in the vineyards there will be no singing, neither joyful noise. Nobody will tread out wine in the presses. I have made the shouting stop.
Ennimiro engimu ziweddemu essanyu n’okweyagala; ne mu nnimiro z’emizabbibu temuliba ayimba wadde aleekaana; mu masogolero temulibaamu musogozi asogoleramu nvinnyo; okuleekaana kw’omusogozi ng’asogola kukomye.
11 Therefore my heart sounds like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for Kir Heres.
Omutima gwange kyeguva gukaabira Mowaabu mu ddoboozi ng’ery’ennanga, emmeeme yange munda n’ekaabira Kirukeresi.
12 It will happen that when Moab presents himself, when he wearies himself on the high place, and comes to his sanctuary to pray, that he will not prevail.
Awo Mowaabu bw’alyeyanjula, mu bifo ebigulumivu, alyekooya yekka; bw’aligenda okusamira, tekirimuyamba.
13 This is the word that Yahweh spoke concerning Moab in time past.
Ekyo kye kigambo Mukama kye yayogera ku Mowaabu mu biro eby’edda.
14 But now Yahweh has spoken, saying, “Within three years, as a worker bound by contract would count them, the glory of Moab shall be brought into contempt, with all his great multitude; and the remnant will be very small and feeble.”
Naye kaakano Mukama Katonda agamba nti, “Mu myaka esatu, ng’omukozi gwe bapangisizza bwe yandigibaze, ekitiibwa kya Mowaabu kijja kuba nga kifuuse ekivume ekinyoomebwa, newaakubadde ng’alina ekibiina ekinene; era walisigalawo abantu batono ate nga banafu ddala.”
