Zechariah 4
1 And the aungel turnede ayen, that spak in me, and reiside me, as a man that is reisid of his sleep.
Nibalik’ amy zao i anjely nisaontsy amakoy le nitsekafe’e, manahake ty fampivañonañe ‘ndaty miròtse.
2 And he seide to me, What seest thou? And Y seide, Y saiy, and lo! a candilstike al of gold, and the laumpe therof on the heed therof, and seuene lanternes therof on it, and seuene vessels for to holde oyle to the lanternes, that weren on the heed therof.
Le hoe re amako, Ino o oni’oo? Le hoe ty asako: Mahatrea fitàm-pailo volamena ki’e, reketse ty korobo ambone’e eo, ama’e ty failo fito; fito ty toiô’e, eka fito mb’amy failo fito ambone’e rey;
3 And twei olyues there onne, oon of the riythalf `of the laumpe, and `an other on the left half therof.
naho hatae olive roe ty añ’ila’e, raike ankavana’ i koroboy, le raike ankavia’e.
4 And Y answeride, and seide to the aungel that spak in me, and Y seide, What ben these thingis, my lord?
Nañontaneako i anjely nifanaontsy amakoy, ty hoe: Inoñe o reroañeo, ry talèko?
5 And the aungel that spak in me, answeride, and seide to me, Whether thou woist not what ben these thingis? And Y seide, No, my lord.
Le nanoiñe ahy i anjely nifanaontsy amakoy, ami’ty hoe: Tsy apota’o hao o retiañeo? Le hoe iraho: Aiy! talèko!
6 And he answeride, and seide to me, and spak, This is the word of the Lord, seiynge to Sorobabel, Not in oost, nether in strengthe, but in my spirit, seith the Lord of oostis.
Le hoe ty navale’ i anjeliy amako: Ty tsara’ Iehovà amy Zerobabele, manao ty hoe: Tsy an-kafatrarañe, tsy an-kaozarañe, fa an-Troko hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy.
7 Who art thou, greet hil, bifore Sorobabel in to pleyn? and he schal lede out the firste stoon, and schal make euene grace to grace therof.
Ia v’iheo, ry haboañe aboo? ie aolo’ i Zerobabele eo ro hinjare tane-mira? le hendese’e boak’ ao ty vato-fampikatohañe, hikoikoike ty hoe, Fañisohañe, fañisohañe.
8 And the word of the Lord was maad to me,
Nimb’ amako indraike ty tsara’ Iehovà nanao ty hoe:
9 and seide, The hondis of Sorobabel foundiden this hous, and the hondis of hym schulen perfourme it; and ye schulen wite, that the Lord of oostis sente me to you.
Nampipetake o mananta’ ty anjomba toio o fità’ i Zerobabeleo, le o fità’eo ka ro hamonitse aze; vaho ho fohi’o te nañirak’ ahy ama’ areo t’Iehovà’ i Màroy.
10 Who forsothe dispiside litle daies? and thei schulen be glad, and schulen se a stoon of tyn in the hond of Sorobabel. These ben seuene iyen of the Lord, that rennen aboute in to al erthe.
Ia ty nanirìka ty andron-draha pilipito’e? Ho isa’ iareo an-kafaleañe o talim-pahity am-pità’ i Zerobabeleo, toe o fito retoañe, o fihaino’ Iehovà manitsike ty tane toio mb’eo mb’eo.
11 And Y answeride, and seide to hym, What ben these tweyne olyues on the riythalf of the candilstike, and at the lift-half therof?
Le nañontaneako ty hoe: Inoñ’ o hatae olive ankavana o fitàm-pailo naho ankavia’eo?
12 And Y answeryde the secounde tyme, and seide to hym, What ben the tweyne eeris, ether ripe fruyt, of olyues, that ben bisidis the twei bilis of gold, in whiche ben oile vesselis of gold?
Tinovoko fañindroe’e, ty hoe: Ino o singan’ olive roe añ’ila’ i toiò volamena roe rey, mañiliñe menake volamena boak’ ama’eo?
13 And he seide to me, and spak, Whether thou woost not what ben these thingis?
Natoi’e ami’ty hoe: Tsy fohi’o hao t’ie inoñe? Le hoe ty natoiko: Aiy! ry taleko.
14 And Y seide, No, my lord. And he seide, These ben twei sones of oile of schynyng, whiche stonden nyy to the lordli gouernour of al erthe.
Le hoe re tamako: Ie i roe norizañe ami'ty menake rey: ie mijohañe añ’ila’ i Talè’ ty tane toy eo.
