Yesaya 18

1 Baba na anyigba si le Kus ƒe tɔsisiwo ƒe go kemɛ dzi, afi si tɔdziʋu siwo doa abala la zɔna,

Behold, land shadowed [with] wings, That [is] beyond the rivers of Cush,

2 dukɔ si dɔa amewo ɖona ɖe atsiaƒu kple tɔsisiwo dzi kple aƒlatɔdziʋu siwo ɖia du sesĩe. Midɔ ame dɔdɔ ɖeablawo ɖe dukɔ dzɔatsu si ƒe amewo kɔ, eye wo ŋu zrɔ̃ la gbɔ, dukɔ si amewo vɔ̃na le gbeta, du didiwo ke hã me, dukɔ nyanyra si fiana dzea amewo dzi hetsrɔ̃a wo; dukɔ si ƒe anyigba me tɔsisi geɖewo si to.

That is sending ambassadors by sea, Even with implements of reed on the face of the waters—Go, swift messengers, To a nation drawn out and peeled, To a people fearful from its beginning and onward, A nation meeting out by line, and treading down, Whose land floods have spoiled.

3 Mi xexea me nɔlawo katã kple anyigbadzitɔwo, ne wotu aflaga ɖe towo dzi la, miakpɔe. Ne woku kpẽ la, miasee. Ale si Yehowa gblɔ nam lae nye esi:

All you inhabitants of the world, And you dwellers of earth, At the lifting up of an ensign on hills you look, And at the blowing of a horn you hear.

4 “Manɔ anyi kpoo anɔ nu kpɔm tso nɔnyeƒe abe ale si yame kɔnae ne ŋdɔ le ʋuʋum sesĩe la ene, abe ale si lilikpo dzaa ahũ le nuŋeɣi le dzomeŋɔli ene.”

For thus said YHWH to me: “I rest, and I look on My settled place, As a clear heat on an herb. As a thick cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.

5 Elabena hafi nuŋeɣi nava yi ne seƒoƒowo hã nava yi, eye seƒoƒowo nazu wain ɖiɖi la, matsɔ hɛ̃ gobɛ la alã alɔawoe aƒu gbe.

For before harvest, when the flower is perfect, And the blossom is producing unripe fruit, Then [One] has cut the sprigs with pruning hooks, And the branches He has turned aside, cut down.

6 Woagblẽ wo katã ɖi na to dzi xe ƒonuwo kple anyigbadzilãwo; xe ƒonuwo anɔ wo dzi le dzomeŋɔli, eye anyigbadzilãwo katã anɔ wo dzi le vuvɔŋɔli.

They are left together to the ravenous bird of the mountains, And to the beast of the earth, And the ravenous bird has summered on them, And every beast of the earth winters on them.

7 Ɣe ma ɣi la, dukɔ si dzɔ atsu ƒlalu, eye eŋu zrɔ̃ dredredre, dukɔ si wovɔ̃na le didiƒe ke, dukɔ si kli tsu, eye wònyaa avuzi le ame dzi, dukɔ si ƒe anyigba me tɔsisiwo to yi la, ahe nunanawo vɛ na Yehowa le Zion to la gbɔ, afi si wosubɔnɛ le.

At that time a present is brought to YHWH of Hosts, A nation drawn out and peeled. Even of a people fearful from the beginning until now, A nation meting out by line, and treading down, Whose land floods have spoiled, To the place of the Name of YHWH of Hosts—Mount Zion!”