Isaia 17
1 KA wanana no Damaseko. Aia hoi! Ua hookiia o Damaseko, aole ia he kulanakauhale, E lilo no ia i puu opala.
The burden of Damascus. Lo, Damascus is taken away from [being] a city, And it hath been a heap — a ruin.
2 Ua haaleleia na kulanakauhale o Aroera; E lilo lakou no na ohana hipa, Malaila lakou e moe ai, aoho mea nana lakou e hoomakau.
Forsaken are the cities of Aroer, For droves they are, and they have lain down, And there is none troubling.
3 E hookiia auanei na wahi i paa i ka pa o Eperaima, A me ke aupuni o Damaseko, a me ke koena o Suria: E like me ka nani o na mamo a Iseraela, pela auanei lakou, Wahi a Iehova o na kaua.
And ceased hath the fortress from Ephraim, And the kingdom from Damascus, And the remnant of Aram are as the honour of the sons of Israel, The affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts!
4 A hiki aku ia la, e hoopauia ka nani o Iakoba, A e olala no hoi ke kelekele o kona io.
And it hath come to pass, in that day, Wax poor doth the honour of Jacob, And the fatness of his flesh doth wax lean.
5 A e like no hoi ia me ka mea okioki i ka hua palaoa, Na kona lima e okioki i na huhui palaoa; A e like no hoi ia me ka mea hoiliili i na huhui palaoa ma ke awawa o Repaima.
And it hath come to pass, As the gathering by the reaper of the standing corn, And his arm the ears reapeth, And it hath come to pass, As the gathering of the ears in the valley of Rephaim,
6 E waihoia no kekahi koena ai nana, E like me na oliva i luluia, A koe elua, a ekolu paha hua ma na welau o na lala luna; Eha, a elima paha, ma na lala waho hua nui, Wahi a Iehova ke Akua o ka Iseraela.
And left in him have been gleanings, As the compassing of an olive, Two — three berries on the top of a branch, Four — five on the fruitful boughs, The affirmation of Jehovah, God of Israel!
7 Ia la la, e hilinai aku no ke kanaka ma ka mea nana i hana, E kau no kona mau maka maluna o ka mea Hemolele o ka Iseraela.
In that day doth man look to His Maker, Yea, his eyes to the Holy One of Israel look,
8 Aole ia e hilinai aku ma na kuahu a kona mau lima i hana'i, Aole hoi e manao i na mea i hanaia e kona mau manamana lima, I na kii o Aseterota, a me na'kua kii.
And he looketh not unto the altars. The work of his own hands, And that which his own fingers made He seeth not — the shrines and the images.
9 Ia la la, e like ana na kulanakauhale o kona pakaua, Me ka ululaau i haaleleia, Me na lala maluna i haaleleia no na mamo a Iseraela; E olohelohe ana no ia.
In that day are the cities of his strength As the forsaken thing of the forest, And the branch that they have left, Because of the sons of Israel, It also hath been a desolation.
10 No ka mea, ua hoopoina oe i ke Akua nana oe i hoopakele, Aole i hoomanao i ka Pohaku o kou ikaika; Nolaila oe e kanu ai i na mea kanu maikai, A e pohuli i na lala waina o ka malihini.
Because thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, And the rock of thy strength hast not remembered, Therefore thou plantest plants of pleasantness, And with a strange slip sowest it,
11 I ka la o kou kanu ana hoopaa no oe ia i ka pa, A i ke kakahiaka no oe i hooulu i kau hua; Aka, e laweia ka puu ai i ka la o ka loaa ana, Aole e ole ke kaumaha.
In the day thy plant thou causest to become great, And in the morning thy seed makest to flourish, A heap [is] the harvest in a day of overflowing, And of mortal pain.
12 Auwe ke kupikipikio o na lahuikanaka he nui; Ua like ko lakou kupikipikio ana, me ka halulu ana o na kai, Ka halulu o ko na aina: Halulu no lakou e like me ka halulu ana o na wai.
Woe [to] the multitude of many peoples, As the sounding of seas they sound; And [to] the wasting of nations, As the wasting of mighty waters they are wasted.
13 Halulu ko na aina, e like me ka halulu ana o na wai he nui; Aka, e papa no oia ia lakou, A e pee no lakou i kahi loihi; E hahaiia no lakou, e like me ka opala o na kuahiwi imua o ka makani, E like hoi me ka lepo imua o ka puahiohio.
Nations as the wasting of many waters are wasted, And He hath pushed against it, And it hath fled afar off, And been pursued as chaff of hills before wind, And as a rolling thing before a hurricane.
14 I ke ahiahi, aia hoi he weliweli, A mamua o ke kakahiaka, aole lakou. Oia ka hope o ka poe i hao i ka kakou, O ka poe hoi i lawe wale i ka kakou.
At even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
