Isaia 16
1 E HOOKUPU oukou i keiki hipa na ke alii o ka aina, Mai Sela o ka waonahele mai, A i ka mauna o ke kaikamahine a Ziona.
Send rams to the ruler of the land from Selah in the wilderness, to the mount of the daughter of Zion.
2 E like me ka manu lele, i kipakuia mai kona punana aku, Pela auanei na kaikamahine o Moaba, Ma na ahua o Arenona.
As wandering birds, as a scattered nest, so the women of Moab are at the fords of the Arnon River.
3 E kuka, e hana i ka mea i pono; E hoohalike i kou aka me ka po iwaena konu o ke ao; E huna i ka poe i kipakuia, Mai kumakaia i ka mea auwana.
“Give instruction, execute justice; provide some shade like night in the middle of the day; hide the fugitives; do not betray the fugitives.
4 E ae aku i kuu poe i kipakuia, e Moaba, e noho me oe, I puuhonua hoi oe no lakou, mai ke alo o ka mea luku; No ka mea, e pau auanei ka hookaumaha, A e oki loa hoi ka mea luku, A me ka mea hookaumaha, mai ka aina aku.
Let them live among you, the refugees from Moab; be a hiding place for them from the destroyer.” For the oppression will stop, and destruction will cease, those who trample will disappear from the land.
5 Alaila, ma ka pono e hoopaaia'i ka nohoalii, A e noho no kekahi maluna o ia me ka pono, ma ka hale hoi o Davida; He lunakanawai e imi ana i ka pololei, e hooponopono koke ana no hoi.
A throne will be established in covenant faithfulness; and one from David's tent will faithfully sit there. He will judge as he seeks justice and does righteousness.
6 Ua lohe no kakou i ka haaheo o Moaba, ka hookiekie loa: A me kona haakei a me kona hookano a me kona huhu; Aole e holo kona wahahee ana.
We have heard of Moab's pride, his arrogance, his boasting, and his anger. But his boastings are empty words.
7 Nolaila e uwe ai o ko Moaba, No Moaba e uwe ai na mea a pau; E kaniuhu oukou no Kira Haresa, E kaumaha io no.
So Moab wails for Moab—they all wail! Mourn, you who are utterly destroyed, for the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth.
8 No ka mea, ua mae wale na mahinaai o Hesebona, O ke kumuwaina hoi o Sibema; Ua uhai na haku o na aina i kona mau lala maikai, Hiki no lakou i Iazera, Auwana lakou ma ka waonahele: Palahalaha ae la kona mau lala, A hala i kela aoao o ke kai.
The fields of Heshbon have dried up as well as the vines of Sibmah. The rulers of the nations have trampled the choice vines that reached to Jazer and spread into the desert. Its shoots spread abroad; they went over to the sea.
9 Nolaila, me au i uwe ai no Iazera, Pela no wau e uwe ai no ke kumuwaina o Sibema; E hoopulu aku au ia oe i kuu waimaka, e Hesebona, a me Eleale; No ka mea, ua haule ka hooho kaua maluna o kou kau ai a me kou ohi ai ana.
Indeed I will weep along with Jazer for the vineyard of Sibmah. I will water you with my tears, Heshbon, and Elealeh. For on your fields of summer fruits and harvest I have ended the shouts of joy.
10 Ua laweia'ku la ka lealea, a me ka hauoli, Mai ka mahinaai hua nui aku; Aole hooho ma na pawaina, aole hoi he hauoli: Aohe mea hahi waina ma na lua kaomi waina, Ua hooki loa aku au i ka hooho olioli ana.
Gladness and joy are taken away from the fruit tree groves; and there is no singing, or shouts in the vineyards. No one treads out wine in the presses, for I have put an end to the shouts of the one who treads.
11 Nolaila e kani ai ko'u opu no Moaba, Me he mea kani la, A me ko'u naau hoi, no Kira-Haresa.
So my heart sighs like a harp for Moab, and my inward being for Kir Hareseth.
12 E hiki mai auanei, a e ikeia no, Ka luhi ana o ko Moaba maluna o na wahi kiekie, E hele no oia i kona wahi kapu e nonoi ai, Aole nae e loaa.
When Moab wears himself out on the high place and enters his temple to pray, his prayers will accomplish nothing.
13 Oia ka olelo a Iehova i olelo ai no Moaba i ka wa mamua.
This is the word that Yahweh spoke concerning Moab previously.
14 Ke olelo nei o Iehova i keia wa, me ka i ana mai, Ekolu makahiki i koe, E like me na makahiki o ka mea i hoolimalimaia, E hoowahawahaia ka nani o Moaba, A me kona poe lehulehu loa; E uuku auanei ke koena, aole e nui.
Again Yahweh speaks, “Within three years, the glory of Moab will disappear; in spite of his many people, the remnant will be very few and insignificant.”
