Isaiæ 17
1 Onus Damasci. Ecce Damascus desinet esse civitas, et erit sicut acervus lapidum in ruina.
The burden of Damascus. Lo, Damascus is taken away from [being] a city, And it hath been a heap — a ruin.
2 Derelictae civitates Aroer gregibus erunt, et requiescent ibi, et non erit qui exterreat.
Forsaken are the cities of Aroer, For droves they are, and they have lain down, And there is none troubling.
3 Et cessabit adiutorium ab Ephraim, et regnum a Damasco: et reliquiae Syriae sicut gloria filiorum Israel erunt: dicit Dominus exercituum.
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 Et erit in die illa: attenuabitur gloria Iacob, et pinguedo carnis eius marcescet.
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 Et erit sicut congregans in messe quod restiterit, et brachium eius spicas leget: et erit sicut quaerens spicas in valle Raphaim.
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 Et relinquetur in eo sicut racemus, et sicut excussio oleae duarum vel trium olivarum in summitate rami, sive quattuor aut quinque in cacuminibus eius fructus eius: dicit Dominus Deus Israel.
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 In die illa inclinabitur homo ad Factorem suum, et oculi eius ad sanctum Israel respicient:
In that day doth man look to His Maker, Yea, his eyes to the Holy One of Israel look,
8 et non inclinabitur ad altaria, quae fecerunt manus eius: et quae operati sunt digiti eius non respiciet, lucos et delubra.
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 In die illa erunt civitates fortitudinis eius derelictae sicut aratra, et segetes quae derelictae sunt a facie filiorum Israel, et eris deserta.
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 Quia oblitus es Dei salvatoris tui, et fortis adiutoris tui non es recordata: propterea plantabis plantationem infidelem, et germen alienum seminabis.
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 In die plantationis tuae labrusca, et mane semen tuum florebit: ablata est messis in die hereditatis, et dolebit graviter.
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 Vae multitudini populorum multorum, ut multitudo maris sonantis: et tumultus turbarum, sicut sonitus aquarum multarum.
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 Sonabunt populi sicut sonitus aquarum inundantium, et increpabit eum, et fugiet procul: et rapietur sicut pulvis montium a facie venti, et sicut turbo coram tempestate.
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 In tempore vespere, et ecce turbatio: in matutino, et non subsistet. haec est pars eorum, qui vastaverunt nos, et sors diripientium nos.
At even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
