Isaiah 17
1 The burden of Damascus. Lo, Damascus is taken away from [being] a city, And it hath been a heap — a ruin.
Damascus chung chang thu’a hitihin thuhil ahunge: ven, Damascus khopi hi hungmang thah ding ahi! Mangthai thil kise lom hung hiding ahi.
2 Forsaken are the cities of Aroer, For droves they are, and they have lain down, And there is none troubling.
Aroer khopiho dalhah in hung um mintin, kelngoi hon lhat lena a aneidiu chuleh asuboi diu umlouva kol diu ahi Anodoh ding mijong umlou ding ahi.
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!
Israel kulpi sunga um khopi ho jong suhmangin hung um intin, Damascus leng thanei najong kisubei ding ahitai. Syria'a amoh chengsen Israel chate loupina kinung lahpeh dinmun hung chang diu ahi,” tin van janel Pakai chun aphongdoh tai.
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.
Hiche nikho teng chuleh Israel loupina hung thim cheh cheh intin; a tahsa hoi na jong moh man jeng ding ahi.
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,
Chang le min aki khoptup jouteng leh agamsung chu chang le mim lou hung bang ding ahi. Mi chen louna gamthip hintin, Rephaim phaichama chang le mim ki khoptup jouva lou ho hung bang ding ahi.
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!
Amite hon lhomcha bou dalhah a umdiu, theichang tamtah kilo nunga lamvai tah a lhang themkhat kikhen bang diu ahi. Ni ham thum ham abah sangpenna um muntin, li le nga chu abah noilanga ana kithethang inte,” tin Pakai, Israel Pathenin aseije.
7 In that day doth man look to His Maker, Yea, his eyes to the Holy One of Israel look,
Akhon nileh min asempa ahin vetdiu, chuleh amit nun Israel Mitheng Pa lang ahin ngat diu ahi.
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.
Milim semthu hoa kona panpina avet tah loudiu, akhut tah uva asemu milim hojong ahoutah loudiu ahi. Asherah chunga jong bohkhup talou heldiu, milim houna ding asah u houin sunga jong ahou tah louhel diu ahi.
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.
Akho piu lentah ho gammang koima umna lou bangding, Israel te phat masa peh a ahunglut jeh uva Hivites teleh Amor miten adalhah u gam bang ding ahi. Mi chenlouna gammang nasatah hiding ahi.
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,
Ipi jeh enem itileh nahuhhing thei Pathen akonin na kihei mange. Nasel thei songpi chu na sumil tai. Man neitah muchi ho nahin poh lut theija, lengpi thei phatah na tu thei nading ahi.
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.
Na phu nikho leh ahung kedoh pai thei nading; Ahi, na tuni jingkah mama leh ahung pah lhah thei nading, ahin lengpithei ga khatcha loding umlou ding ahi. Khop tup ding nanei chasun chu lung gentheina dimset leh thoh joulou natna hiding ahitai.
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.
Ngaijin! Chitin namtin galsat sepai ho twi khanglen gin kithong leng lung banga agin lullul u khu. Ngaijin thahattah'a hung kithong jenjun ho khu twi khanglen kinon gin abangu ve.
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.
Ahin twi khanglen pang sukeh gin kithong bang jongleu, Pathenin asuhthip diu, chuleh amaho chu lhaimang diu ahi. Hui jin changvai amutcheh bang diu, ching peijin leivui apeimang tobang ding ahi.
14 At even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
Nilhah teng Israel in tijah tah a angajing diu, ahin kho hung vahteng agalmi ho u ana thiji taove. Hiche hi eichom hou dihtah a achandiu dol changu va ahin, eisumang hou chan dinga lom chang uva ahi.
