Isaiah 60

1 Arise, be bright, for come hath thy light, And the honour of Jehovah hath risen on thee.

Miongaha, miloeloea; fa totsake o hazava’oo fa nanjirik’ ama’o ty enge’ Iehovà.

2 For, lo, the darkness doth cover the earth, And thick darkness the peoples, And on thee rise doth Jehovah, And His honour on thee is seen.

Toe hanaroñe ty tane toy ty hamoromoroñañe naho amo kilakila ondatio ty ieñe ngeo’e, fe hitosàke ama’o t’Iehovà vaho ho oniñe ama’o ty enge’e.

3 And come have nations to thy light, And kings to the brightness of thy rising.

Hañavelo mb’amo hazava’oo o kilakila ondatio, naho mb’ami’ty fireandream-panjiriha’o o mpanjakao.

4 Lift up round about thine eyes and see, All of them have been gathered, they have come to thee, Thy sons from afar do come, And thy daughters on the side are supported.

Ampiandrao mb’eo mb’eo o fihaino’oo, le mahaoniña, hene mifanontoñe, mivovotse mb’ama’o mb’eo boak’e tsietoitane añe o ana-dahi’oo, vaho hotroñe’ o mpiatrak’ azeo o anak’ ampela’oo.

5 Then thou seest, and hast become bright, And thine heart hath been afraid and enlarged, For turn unto thee doth the multitude of the sea, The forces of nations do come to thee.

Ho oni’o amy zao naho haviake, hitepotepo vaho hienatse ty arofo’o; Fa hasese ama’o ty havokara’ i riakey, hitotsake ama’o ty vara’ o fifeheañeo.

6 A company of camels covereth thee, Dromedaries of Midian and Ephah, All of them from Sheba do come, Gold and frankincense they bear, And of the praises of Jehovah they proclaim the tidings.

Handrakotse’ azo ty rameva añ’aleale; hikararake boake Seba añe o rameva tora’ i Midiane naho Eifàeo ro hanese volamena naho rame, hitalily ty enge’ Iehovà.

7 All the flock of Kedar are gathered to thee, The rams of Nebaioth do serve thee, They ascend for acceptance Mine altar, And the house of My beauty I beautify.

Sindre hatontoñe ama’o ze lia-rai’ i Kedare, songa hitoroñe azo ty añondrilahi’ i Nebaiote, hionjom-b’an’ kitreliko mb’eo fa mañeva; ho rengèko ty akibam-bolonaheko.

8 Who [are] these — as a thick cloud they fly, And as doves unto their windows?

Ia o mitiliñe hoe rahoñeo? hoe deho mamonje o traño’eo.

9 Surely for Me isles do wait, And ships of Tarshish first, To bring thy sons from afar, Their silver and their gold with them, To the name of Jehovah thy God, And to the Holy One of Israel, Because He hath beautified thee.

Toe handiñe ahy o tokonoseo, naho hiaolo hinday o ana-dahi’oo boake lavitse añe o sambo’ i Tarsosio, reketse ty volafoti’iareo vaho ty volamena’iareo, mb’amy tahina’ Iehovà Andrianañahare’o, naho mb’amy Masi’ Israeley, fa ie ro hanolotse’ engeñe ama’o.

10 And sons of a stranger have built thy walls, And their kings do serve thee, For in My wrath I have smitten thee, And in My good pleasure I have pitied thee.

Harafi’ o renetaneo o kijoli’oo, naho hiatrak’azo o mpanjaka’eo; toe linafako an-kabosehan-drehe, fe am-pañosihañe ty niferenaiñako.

11 And opened have thy gates continually, By day and by night they are not shut, To bring unto thee the force of nations, Even their kings are led.

Hisokake nainai’e o lalam-bei’oo, tsy harindriñe handro ndra hale, hañendesa’ ondaty ama’o ty vara’ o kilakila’ ndatio, vaho hivovora’ o mpanjaka’eo.

12 For the nation and the kingdom that do not serve thee perish, Yea, the nations are utterly wasted.

Hirotsake ty fifeheañe naho ze famelehañe tsy mitoroñe azo; eka ho vata’e fianto i fifeheañe rezay.

13 The honour of Lebanon unto thee doth come, Fir, pine, and box together, To beautify the place of My sanctuary, And the place of My feet I make honourable.

Homb’ama’o mb’eo ty volonahe’ i Lebanone, o mendoraveñeo, o harandrantoo, o mañario, naho o kintsiñeo, hampisomontia’ iareo i toeko miavakey; le hanoeko fanjàka ty atimpaheko.

14 And come unto thee, bowing down, Have sons of those afflicting thee, And bowed themselves to the soles of thy feet Have all despising thee, And they have cried to thee: 'City of Jehovah, Zion of the Holy One of Israel.'

Hidrakadrakake mb’ama’o mb’eo ty ana’ o nampisoañe azoo, hibokoke an-dela-pandia’o eo o nanìtse azoo; vaho hanoa’ iereo ty hoe: ty rova’ Iehovà, ty Tsione’ i Masi’ Israeley.

15 Instead of thy being forsaken and hated, And none passing through, I have made thee for an excellency age-during, A joy of generation and generation.

Aa kanao naforintseñe naho ni-falai’ ondaty irehe, vaho tsy nirangaeñe, le hanoeko fiaintane nainai’e, hafaleañe tariratse an-tariratse.

16 And thou hast sucked the milk of nations, Yea, the breast of kings thou suckest, And thou hast known that I, Jehovah, Thy Saviour, and Thy Redeemer, [Am] the Mighty One of Jacob.

Ho riote’ areo ty ronono’ o fifeheañeo hinono am-patroam-panjaka vaho ho fohi’o te Izaho Iehovà ro Mpandrombak’ azo, naho Izaho Tsitongerè’ Iakobe ro Mpijebañe azo.

17 Instead of the brass I bring in gold, And instead of the iron I bring in silver, And instead of the wood brass, And instead of the stone iron, And I have made thy inspection peace, And thy exactors righteousness.

Hindesako volamena hasolo ty torisìke, naho torisìke hasolo ty hatae, naho viñe fa tsy vato; hanoeko fierañerañañe o mpifehe’oo, vaho havantañañe o mpizaka’oo.

18 Violence is not heard any more in thy land, Spoiling and destruction in thy borders, And thou hast called 'Salvation' thy walls, And thy gates, 'Praise.'

Tsy ho rey an-taneko ao ka ty hotakotake, ndra fangoakoahañe ndra fangomokomohañe am-po fahe’o ao; fa hatao’o ty hoe Fandrombahañe o kijoli’oo, naho fandrengeañe o lalam-beio.

19 To thee no more is the sun for a light by day, And for brightness the moon giveth not light to thee, And Jehovah hath become to thee A light age-during, and thy God thy beauty.

Tsy i àndroy ka ty hitsavavàk’ ama’o te handro, vaho tsy ty hadorisa’ i volañey ty himilemiletse ama’o; fa ­hireandreañe ama’o nainai’e t’Iehovà, naho ho enge’o t’i Andrianañahare.

20 Thy sun goeth no more in, And thy moon is not removed, For Jehovah becometh to thee a light age-during. And the days of thy mourning have been completed.

Le lia’e tsy hiroñe i àndroy, naho tsy hisitake ka i volañey; fa Iehovà ty ho failo’o nainai’e, vaho ho modo o androm-pandalà’oo.

21 And thy people [are] all of them righteous, To the age they possess the earth, A branch of My planting, A work of My hands, to be beautified.

Hene ho vantañe ondati’oo ho lova’ iareo nainai’e ty tane; ie singa namboleko, ty satan-tañako, handrengeañ’ Ahiko.

22 The little one doth become a chief, And the small one a mighty nation, I, Jehovah, in its own time do hasten it!

Hinjare arivo ty tsitso’e, naho fifeheañe jabajaba ty kede; Izaho Iehovà ty hanaentaeñe aze ami’ty andro’e.