Jesajas 17
1 Spriedums par Damasku: Redzi, Damaska taps nomesta, ka vairs nav pilsēta, bet sagruvusi akmeņu kopa.
The word about Damascus. See, they have made Damascus a town no longer; it has become a waste place.
2 Aroēra pilsētas būs atstātas ganāmiem pulkiem; tie tur apmetīsies un neviens tos neizbiedēs.
Her towns are unpeopled for ever; there the flocks take their rest in peace, without fear.
3 Un stiprums zudīs no Efraīma un valdīšana no Damaskas, un kas no Sīriešiem atlikuši, tie būs kā Israēla bērnu godība, saka Tas Kungs Cebaot.
The strong tower has gone from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus: the rest of Aram will come to destruction, and be made like the glory of the children of Israel, says the Lord of armies.
4 Un notiks tai dienā, ka Jēkaba godība ies mazumā, un viņa treknā miesa izdils.
And it will be in that day that the glory of Jacob will be made small, and the strength of his body will become feeble.
5 Jo tā būs, kā pļāvējs sakampj labību, un viņa roka pļauj vārpas, un būs, kā kad vārpas lasa Refaīm ielejā.
And it will be like a man cutting the growth of his grain, pulling together the heads of the grain with his arm; even as when they get in the grain in the valley of Rephaim.
6 Tomēr atlikums tur atliksies, kā pie eļļas koka, kad to nokrata, kādas divas trīs ogas pašā koka galā, un kādas četras piecas pie viņa auglīgiem zariem, saka Tas Kungs, Israēla Dievs.
But it will be like a man shaking an olive-tree, something will still be there, two or three berries on the top of the highest branch, four or five on the outside branches of a fertile tree, says the Lord, the God of Israel.
7 Tanī dienā cilvēks skatīsies uz savu Radītāju, un viņa acis raudzīsies uz to Svēto iekš Israēla.
In that day a man's heart will be turned to his Maker, and his eyes to the Holy One of Israel.
8 Un neskatīsies uz tiem altāriem, ko paša rokas cēlušas, un neraudzīsies uz to, ko viņa pirksti ir taisījuši, nedz uz tām Ašerām nedz uz tiem saules stabiem.
He will not be looking to the altars, the work of his hands, or to the wood pillars or to the sun-images which his fingers have made.
9 Tanī dienā viņa stiprās pilsētas būs kā mežos un kalnos sagruvušas pilis, ko tie atstājuši, no Israēla bērniem bēgdami, un būs posts.
In that day your towns will be like the waste places of the Hivites and the Amorites which the children of Israel took for a heritage, and they will come to destruction.
10 Jo tu esi aizmirsis Dievu, savu Pestītāju, un neesi pieminējis sava patvēruma klinti.
For you have not given honour to the God of your salvation, and have not kept in mind the Rock of your strength; for this cause you made a garden of Adonis, and put in it the vine-cuttings of a strange god;
11 Tādēļ tu gan stādīji skaistus dārzus un apstādīji ar svešas zemes stādiem. Tai dienā, kad tu tos stādīji, tu tos gan apkopi, un strādāji, ka tavam sējumam agri bija jāzied, bet tas pļaujamais iznīks bēdu laikā un nāves skumjās.
In the day of your planting you were watching its growth, and in the morning your seed was flowering: but its fruit is wasted away in the day of grief and bitter sorrow.
12 Vai, lielu tautu rūkšana, kas kauc, kā jūra kauc, un ļaužu pulku troksnis, kas rūc, kā vareni ūdeņi krāc.
Ah! the voice of peoples, like the loud sounding of the seas, and the thundering of great nations rushing on like the bursting out of waters!
13 Tautas rūc, kā lieli ūdeņi krāc, bet Viņš to aprāj, un tas bēg tālu nost un top dzenāts kā pelus pa kalniem no vēja, kā putekļi no viesuļa.
But he will put a stop to them, and make them go in flight far away, driving them like the waste of the grain on the tops of the mountains before the wind, and like the circling dust before the storm.
14 Vakara laikā, - redzi, briesmas; pirms gaisma aust, pagalam! Šī ir tā alga mūsu laupītājiem, un tā tiesa mūsu postītājiem.
In the evening there is fear, and in the morning they are gone. This is the fate of those who take our goods, and the reward of those who violently take our property for themselves.
