Isaiah 47
1 Come down, and sit on the dust, O virgin daughter of Babylon, Sit on the earth, there is no throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans, For no more do they cry to thee, 'O tender and delicate one.'
Babylon nu, oila suntla lamtah laipi dongah ngol lah. Khalden nu loh ngolkhoel om kolla diklai ah ngol laeh. Nang te mongkawt neh hlangcong la koep ng'khue uh mahpawh.
2 Take millstones, and grind flour, Remove thy veil, draw up the skirt, Uncover the leg, pass over the floods.
Kuelhsum te lo lamtah vaidam kuelh laeh. Na samtum te poelyoe lamtah na hniboeng te khawn laeh. Na laeng hil khawn lamtah tuiva te kat lah.
3 Revealed is thy nakedness, yea, seen is thy reproach, Vengeance I take, and I meet not a man.
Na yah loh n'yan vetih nang kokhahnah te a phoe ni. Phulohnah kang khuen vetih hlang te ka doo mahpawt nim?
4 Our redeemer [is] Jehovah of Hosts, His name [is] the Holy One of Israel.
Kaimih aka tlan tah caempuei BOEIPA, a ming tah Israel kah a cim ni.
5 Sit silent, and go into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldeans, For no more do they cry to thee, 'Mistress of kingdoms.'
Khalden nu te om duem lamtah a hmuep te paan laeh. Nang te ram kah boeinu a ti te na khoep voel mahpawh.
6 I have been wroth against My people, I have polluted Mine inheritance And I give them into thy hand, Thou hast not appointed for them mercies, On the aged thou hast made thy yoke very heavy,
Ka pilnam taengah ka thintoek. Kamah rho mai nang kut dongah kam paek he rho ni ka poeih. Patong soah haidamnah na khueh pawt tih na hnamkun neh mat na nan.
7 And thou sayest, 'To the age I am mistress,' While thou hast not laid these things to thy heart, Thou hast not remembered the latter end of it.
“Kumhal boeinu la ka om yoeyah ni,” na ti cakhaw na lungbuei ah na khueh pawt tih a hmailong khaw na poek hae moenih.
8 And now, hear this, O luxurious one, Who is sitting confidently — Who is saying in her heart, 'I [am], and none else, I sit not a widow, nor know bereavement.'
Te dongah he he hnatun laeh. Khosak aka yahuem loh ngaikhuek la a thinko khuiah, “Kai khaw kamah ah ka bawt mahpawh, nuhmai la koep ka om mahpawh, polpainah khaw ka ming voel mahpawh,” a ti.
9 And come in to thee do these two things, In a moment, in one day, childlessness and widowhood, According to their perfection they have come upon thee, In the multitude of thy sorceries, In the exceeding might of thy charms.
Tedae he rhoi he mikhaptok ah ni nang taengla ha pawk eh. Khohnin pakhat dongah polpai neh hmairho loh a thincaknah neh nang soah ha pawk ni. Sungrhai neh na baetawt cakhaw, na hloih kah thaomnah te yet tangkik mai cakhaw.
10 And thou art confident in thy wickedness, Thou hast said, 'There is none seeing me,' Thy wisdom and thy knowledge, It is turning thee back, And thou sayest in thy heart, 'I [am], and none else.'
Na boethae dongah na pangtung tih, “Kai m'hmuh moenih,” na ti. Na cueihnah neh na mingnah loh namah m'balkhong sak vaengah a na lungbuei neh, “Kamah phoeiah tah kai ka bawt pueng aya,” na ti.
11 And come in on thee hath evil, Thou knowest not its rising, And fall on thee doth mischief, Thou art not able to pacify it, And come on thee suddenly doth desolation, Thou knowest not.
Tedae nang soah yoethaenah ha pawk vetih nang n'toem te na ming mahpawh. Lucik loh nang n'cuhu thil vetih a dawth ham khaw coeng mahpawh. Na ming noek pawh khohli rhamrhael loh nang te buengrhuet m'paan ni.
12 Stand, I pray thee, in thy charms, And in the multitude of thy sorceries, In which thou hast laboured from thy youth, It may be thou art able to profit, It may be thou dost terrify!
Na hloih nen khaw paa laeh. Na camoe lamkah na kohnue thil namah kah sungrhai aka hawn uh nen te na rhoeh khaming. Na hoeikhang ham na sarhing khaming.
13 Thou hast been wearied in the multitude of thy counsels, Stand up, I pray thee, and save thee, Let the charmers of the heavens, Those looking on the stars, Those teaching concerning the months, From those things that come on thee!
Na cilsuep a len nen khaw na ngak coeng dongah paa laeh. Vaan aka caekboe la aka caekboe, aisi dongkah aka hmu, hlasae dongah nang taengah aka pawk ham aka ming loh nang te ng'khang saeh.
14 Lo, they have been as stubble! Fire hath burned them, They deliver not themselves from the power of the flame, There is not a coal to warm them, a light to sit before it.
Divawt hmai bangla tarha om uh. Amih te a hoeh vetih a hinglu te hmaisai kut lamloh huul uh thai mahpawh. A taengah ngol ham khaw, hmaipuei phabae te hmai-alh om pawh.
15 So have they been to thee with whom thou hast laboured, Thy merchants from thy youth, Each to his passage they have wandered, Thy saviour is not!
Na camoe lamkah na thimpom puei rhoek na kohnue thil hnap te khaw namah taengah ni a. om uh te. Hlang loh amah khongan ah kho a hmang uh coeng tih nang aka khang a om moenih.
