Yesaya 16
1 Miɖo alẽviwo ɖe anyigbadziɖula la abe miaƒe adzɔnunana ene tso Sela to gbegbe la ahayi ɖe Zion ƒe vinyɔnu ƒe to la dzi.
Send lambs as tribute to the ruler of the land, from Sela through the desert, to the mountain of the daughter of Zion.
2 Abe ale si wonyaa xe dzodzoewo le woƒe atɔwo me ene la, nenema ke wòanɔ na Moab nyɔnuwo le Arnon ƒe tɔtsoƒewo.
The Moabite women at the fords of the Arnon are like birds fluttering around when their nest is destroyed.
3 “Ɖo aɖaŋu na mí, eye nàtso nya me na mí. Na wò vɔvɔli nazu abe zã ene le ŋudɔkutsu. Ɣla aʋasilawo, eye mègafia wo yomemɔ o.
Think about it and make a decision. Make your shadow as invisible at midday as during the night. Hide the refugees; don't betray them as they run away.
4 Na be Moab ƒe aʋasilawo nanɔ gbɔwò, eye nànye woƒe sitsoƒe tso nugblẽla ƒe asi me.” Ŋutasẽla ƒe ɣeyiɣi ava yi, eye gbegblẽ hã nu atso. Ameyometila hã abu ɖa keŋ le anyigba dzi.
Let my refugees stay among you, Moab. Hide them from our enemies until the destroyer is no more, the destruction is over, and the aggressive invaders have gone.
5 Woaɖo fiazikpui anyi le lɔlɔ̃ me. Ŋutsu aɖe si atso David ƒe aƒe me la, anɔ edzi le nuteƒewɔwɔ me. Ame sia adrɔ̃ ʋɔnu dzɔdzɔe, eye wòado dzɔdzɔenyenye ɖe ŋgɔ.
Then a kingdom will be set up based on trustworthy love, and on its throne will sit a faithful king from the line of David. He will judge fairly, and will be passionately committed to doing what is right.
6 Míese nu tso Moab ƒe dada, eƒe asitɔtɔ akɔ kple ɖokuidodoɖedzi, eƒe dada kple eƒe amemabumabu ŋu, gake eƒe adegbeƒoƒowo katã nye dzodzro,
We know all about the pride of the Moabites, how terribly vain and conceited they are, completely arrogant! But their boasting is false.
7 eya ta Moabtɔwo afa avi, woafa avi ɖe Moab ŋu. Mixa nu, miafa konyi ɖe waintsetsebolo ta na Kir Hareset,
All the Moabites grieve for Moab. They all mourn the loss of the raisin cakes of Kir-hareseth, all of them destroyed.
8 elabena Hesbon ƒe agblewo yrɔ, nenema kee nye Sibma ƒe wainkawo hã. Dukɔwo ƒe amegãwo gblẽ waintsetse nyuitɔ siwo ƒe kawo de Yazer heɖo keke gbegbe, eye eƒe alɔwo keke va ɖo ƒuta.
Heshbon's fields have dried up, as have Sibmah's grapevines. The rulers of the nations have trampled down the vines that once branched out to Jazer and east towards the desert, and west as far as the sea.
9 Eya ta mafa avi abe Yazer ɖe Sibma ƒe wainkawo ŋu ene. O! Hesbon, O! Eleale. Mefa mi vevie! Elabena dzidzɔɣli si ɖina le miaƒe kutsetsegbeɣi kple nuŋeŋe me la zi ɖoɖoe.
So I cry with Jazer for Sibmah's vines; I soak Heshbon and Elealeh with my tears. Nobody shouts in celebration over your summer fruit and your harvest any more.
10 Dzidzɔ kple vivisese nu tso le abɔwo me, ame aɖeke mele ha dzim alo le dzidzɔɣli dom le waingblewo me o, ame aɖeke megafiaa wain le wainfiaƒe o, elabena metsi dzidzɔɣliwo nu.
Joy and happiness are gone. Nobody celebrates in the harvest fields or the vineyards; nobody shouts happily. Nobody treads grapes in the winepresses. I have stopped their cheering.
11 Nye dzi le konyi fam le menye ɖe Moab ŋu abe ale si woƒoa kasaŋku ene, eye vevesese tso Kir Hareset ŋu.
Heartbroken I cry for Moab like sad music on a harp; deep inside I weep for Kir-hareseth.
12 Ne eva eme be Moab do ɖe eƒe nuxeƒe la, dagbadagba ƒuƒlu koe. Ne eyi eƒe gbedoɖaƒe be yeado gbe ɖa la, mate ŋui o.
The Moabites go and wear themselves out worshiping at their high places. They go to their shrines to pray, but it does them no good.
13 Esia nye nya si Yehowa gblɔ ɖi xoxo tso Moab ŋu.
This is the message that the Lord has already delivered about Moab.
14 Yehowa be, “Le ƒe etɔ̃ me tututu abe ale si agbatedɔwɔla xlẽa eƒe ƒee ene la, maɖi gbɔ̃ Moab ƒe atsyɔ̃ kple ame gbogboawo, ame siwo asusɔ la, woanɔ ʋɛe, eye womanɔ nemi me hã o.”
But now the Lord speaks again, and says, In three years, just as a contract worker precisely counts years, Moab's glory will turn into something to be laughed at. Despite there being so many Moabites now, soon there will only be a few feeble people left.
