Isaiah 17
1 The burden of Damascus. Lo, Damascus is taken away from [being] a city, And it hath been a heap — a ruin.
Uthenga wonena za Damasiko: “Taonani, mzinda wa Damasiko sudzakhalanso mzinda, koma udzasanduka bwinja.
2 Forsaken are the cities of Aroer, For droves they are, and they have lain down, And there is none troubling.
Mizinda ya Aroeri idzakhala yopanda anthu ndipo idzakhala ya ziweto, zimene zidzagona pansi popanda wina woziopseza.
3 And ceased hath the fortress from Ephraim, And the kingdom from Damascus, And the remnant of Aram are as the honour of the sons of Israel, The affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts!
Ku Efereimu sikudzakhalanso linga, ndipo ku Damasiko sikudzakhalanso ufumu; Otsalira a ku Siriya adzachotsedwa ulemu monga anthu a ku Israeli,” akutero Yehova Wamphamvuzonse.
4 And it hath come to pass, in that day, Wax poor doth the honour of Jacob, And the fatness of his flesh doth wax lean.
“Tsiku limenelo ulemerero wa Yakobo udzazimirira; ndipo chuma chake chidzasanduka umphawi.
5 And it hath come to pass, As the gathering by the reaper of the standing corn, And his arm the ears reapeth, And it hath come to pass, As the gathering of the ears in the valley of Rephaim,
Israeli adzakhala ngati munda wa tirigu umene anatsiriza kukolola. Adzakhalanso ngati munda wa mʼchigwa cha Refaimu anthu atatha kukunkha ngala za tirigu.
6 And left in him have been gleanings, As the compassing of an olive, Two — three berries on the top of a branch, Four — five on the fruitful boughs, The affirmation of Jehovah, God of Israel!
Komabe Aisraeli ochepa okha ndiwo ati adzatsale monga mʼmene zimatsalira zipatso ziwiri kapena zitatu pa nthambi ya pamwamba penipeni kapena zipatso zisanu pa nthambi za mʼmunsi mwa mtengo wa olivi akawugwedeza,” akutero Yehova, Mulungu wa Israeli.
7 In that day doth man look to His Maker, Yea, his eyes to the Holy One of Israel look,
Tsiku limenelo anthu adzayangʼana Mlengi wawo ndipo adzatembenukira kwa Woyerayo wa Israeli.
8 And he looketh not unto the altars. The work of his own hands, And that which his own fingers made He seeth not — the shrines and the images.
Iwo sadzakhulupiriranso maguwa ansembe, ntchito ya manja awo, ndipo sadzadaliranso mitengo ya mafano a Asera, ndiponso maguwa ofukizirapo lubani amene manja awo anapanga.
9 In that day are the cities of his strength As the forsaken thing of the forest, And the branch that they have left, Because of the sons of Israel, It also hath been a desolation.
Tsiku limenelo mizinda yawo yamphamvu, imene anasiya chifukwa cha Aisraeli, idzakhala ngati malo osiyidwa kuti awirire ndi kumera ziyangoyango. Ndipo yonse idzakhala mabwinja.
10 Because thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, And the rock of thy strength hast not remembered, Therefore thou plantest plants of pleasantness, And with a strange slip sowest it,
Inu mwayiwalatu Mulungu Mpulumutsi wanu; simunakumbukire Thanthwe, linga lanu. Choncho, ngakhale munadzala mbewu zabwino, ndi kuyitanitsa kunja mitengo ya mpesa,
11 In the day thy plant thou causest to become great, And in the morning thy seed makest to flourish, A heap [is] the harvest in a day of overflowing, And of mortal pain.
nimuyembekeza kuti zikule tsiku lomwelo ndi kuphukira maluwa mmawa mwake, komabe zimenezi sizidzakupindulirani pa tsiku la mavuto.
12 Woe [to] the multitude of many peoples, As the sounding of seas they sound; And [to] the wasting of nations, As the wasting of mighty waters they are wasted.
Aa, mkokomo wa anthu a mitundu yambiri, akusokosa ngati kukokoma kwa nyanja! Aa, phokoso la anthu a mitundu ina, akusokosa ngati mkokomo wa madzi amphamvu!
13 Nations as the wasting of many waters are wasted, And He hath pushed against it, And it hath fled afar off, And been pursued as chaff of hills before wind, And as a rolling thing before a hurricane.
Ngakhale ankhondo a mitundu ina akubwera ndi mkokomo ngati wa madzi ambiri, koma adzathawira kutali Mulungu akadzawadzudzula. Yehova adzawapirikitsa ngati mankhusu owuluka ndi mphepo pa phiri, ndi ngati fumbi la kamvuluvulu asanayambe.
14 At even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
Pofika nthawi yamadzulo zoopsa zidzayamba kuchitika, ndipo zidzakhala zitatha pofika mmawa. Izi ndizo zidzachitikire anthu otilanda zinthu, gawo la amene amatibera zinthu zathu.
