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.'
“Yaa intala Baabilon Durba Qulqullittii, gad buʼi; awwaara irra taaʼi; yaa Intala Baabilonotaa, teessoo malee lafa taaʼi! Ati siʼachi bareedduu yookaan kichuu jedhamtee hin waamamtu.
2 Take millstones, and grind flour, Remove thy veil, draw up the skirt, Uncover the leg, pass over the floods.
Dhagaa daakuu fudhadhuutii midhaan daaki; haguuggii kee of irraa fuudhi. Wandaboo kee soqoladhu; gudeeda kee mulʼisi; laga ceʼi.
3 Revealed is thy nakedness, yea, seen is thy reproach, Vengeance I take, and I meet not a man.
Qullaan kee ifatti ni baʼa; qaaniin kees hin dhokatu. Ani haaloo nan baʼa; ani nama tokko iyyuu hin dhiisu.”
4 Our redeemer [is] Jehovah of Hosts, His name [is] the Holy One of Israel.
Furiin keenya maqaan isaa Waaqayyoo Waan Hunda Dandaʼuu dha; inni Qulqullicha Israaʼel.
5 Sit silent, and go into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldeans, For no more do they cry to thee, 'Mistress of kingdoms.'
“Yaa Intala Baabilonotaa, calʼisii taaʼiitii dukkana seeni; ati siʼachi mootittii mootummootaa jedhamtee hin waamamtu.
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,
Ani saba kootti dheekkameera; handhuuraa koos xureesseera; ani dabarsee harka keetti isaan kenneera; atis garaa hin laafneef. Warra dullooman irra iyyuu waanjoo ulfaataa keesse.
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.
Ati, ‘Ani bara baraan itti fufee mootittii bara baraa nan taʼa!’ jette. Ati garuu wantoota kana hin hubanne yookaan dhumni isaanii maal akka taʼu hin yaadanne.
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.'
“Ammas yaa ishee qananiituu, kan nagaan jiraattee garaa kee keessattis, ‘Anuma; ana malee tokko iyyuu hin jiru; ani siʼachi haadha hiyyeessaa yookaan nama dhalee dhabe hin taʼu’ ofiin jettu dhagaʼi.
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.
Wantoonni kunneen lamaan, dhalanii dhabuu fi haadha hiyyeessaa taʼuun akkuma tasaa guyyuma tokkotti sitti dhufu. Isaan baayʼina falfala keetiitii fi tolcha kee cimaa sanaa hunda irraan iyyuu humna isaanii guutuudhaan sitti dhufu.
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.'
Ati hammina kee amanattee, ‘Namni tokko iyyuu na hin argu’ jette. Yeroo ati garaa kee keessatti, ‘Ana; ana malee namni biraa hin jiru’ jettutti, ogummaa fi beekumsi kee si dogoggorsu.
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.
Wanni hamaan sitti dhufa; ati immoo eessaa akka inni dhufu hin beektu. Balaan ati of irraa ittisuu hin dandeenye tokko sitti dhufa; badiisni ati duraan dursitee hin beekin akkuma tasaa sitti dhufa.
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!
“Yoos ati tolcha keetii fi falfala kee baayʼee ijoollummaa keetii jalqabdee itti dadhabde sana jabeessii eegi. Yoo akkas taʼe ati ni milkoofta; yoo akkas taʼe nama ni sodaachifta taʼa.
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!
Gorsi ati argatte hundi dadhabbii qofa sitti fide! Urjii lakkooftonni kee warri jiʼa jiʼaan urjii ilaalanii raajan sun, mee waan sitti dhufu duraa si haa baasan kaa.
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.
Dhugumaan isaan akkuma cidii ti; ibiddi isaan guba. Isaan mataa isaanii iyyuu, humna arraba ibiddaa jalaa baasuu hin dandaʼan. Barbadaan ibiddaa kan namni hoʼifatu tokko iyyuu hin jiru; ibiddi bira taaʼanis hin argamu.
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!
Wanni warri ati wajjin dadhabdee ijoollummaa keetii jalqabdee wajjin daldalte sun siif gochuu dandaʼan kanuma. Tokkoon tokkoon isaanii dogoggora isaanii itti fufan; kan si baasuu dandaʼu tokko iyyuu hin jiru.
