Isaaya 17
1 “Laba Ddamasiko tekikyali kibuga, kifuuse matongo.
The burden of Damascus. “Behold, Damascus is taken away from being a city, and it will be a ruinous heap.
2 Ebibuga bya Aloweri babidduseemu: birirekerwa ensolo mwe zinaagalamiranga nga tewali azikanga.
The cities of Aroer are forsaken. They will be for flocks, which shall lie down, and no one shall make them afraid.
3 Ekigo eky’amaanyi kirisaanyizibwawo mu Efulayimu, n’obwakabaka mu Ddamasiko bulimalibwawo; naye abalisigalawo mu Busuuli, baliba n’ekitiibwa ng’eky’abaana ba Isirayiri,” bw’ayogera Mukama Katonda ow’Eggye.
The fortress shall cease from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus, and the remnant of Syria. They will be as the glory of the children of Israel,” says the LORD of Hosts.
4 “Awo olulituuka ku lunaku luli, ekitiibwa kya Yakobo kirikendeera; era akoggere ddala.
“It will happen in that day that the glory of Jacob will be made thin, and the fatness of his flesh will become lean.
5 Ne kiba ng’omukunguzi bw’akuŋŋaanya eŋŋaano, n’omukono gwe ne gukungula empeke; weewaawo kiriba ng’omuntu bw’alonda ebinywa by’eŋŋaano mu Kiwonvu kya Lefayimu.
It will be like when the harvester gathers the wheat, and his arm reaps the grain. Yes, it will be like when one gleans grain in the valley of Rephaim.
6 Naye mulisigalamu ebinywa ebirondererwa ng’omuzeyituuni bwe gubeera nga gukubiddwa, ne guleka ebibala bibiri oba bisatu waggulu ku busongezo, bina oba bitaano ku busongezo bw’omuti omugimu,” bw’ayogera Mukama, Katonda wa Isirayiri.
Yet gleanings will be left there, like the shaking of an olive tree, two or three olives in the top of the uppermost bough, four or five in the outermost branches of a fruitful tree,” says the LORD, the God of Israel.
7 Ku lunaku luli abantu balirowooza ku Mutonzi waabwe, n’amaaso gaabwe galikyukira Omutukuvu wa Isirayiri.
In that day, people will look to their Maker, and their eyes will have respect for the Holy One of Israel.
8 So tebalirowooza ku byoto bya balubaale baabwe, emirimu gy’emikono gyabwe, be beekolera, oba empagi za katonda wa Baasera oba ebyoto kwe bootereza obubaane.
They will not look to the altars, the work of their hands; neither shall they respect that which their fingers have made, either the Asherah poles or the incense altars.
9 Mu biro ebyo ebibuga byabwe eby’amaanyi Abayisirayiri bye baabalesa, biriba ng’ebifo ebyameramu ebisaka ne kalandalugo. Byonna birisigala matongo.
In that day, their strong cities will be like the forsaken places in the woods and on the mountain top, which were forsaken from before the children of Israel; and it will be a desolation.
10 Weerabidde Katonda Omulokozi wo, so tojjukidde Lwazi lwa maanyi go; kyova osimbamu ebisimbe eby’okukusanyusa n’osigamu omuzabbibu oguvudde ebweru.
For you have forgotten the God of your salvation, and have not remembered the rock of your strength. Therefore you plant pleasant plants, and set out foreign seedlings.
11 Wadde obisimba bulungi nnyo ne bimera ku lunaku lw’obisimbye, era ne bimerusa ensigo ku makya kwennyini kwe bisimbiddwa, tolibaako ky’okungula wabula obulumi obutawonyezeka n’ennaku ey’ekitalo.
In the day of your planting, you hedge it in. In the morning, you make your seed blossom, but the harvest flees away in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.
12 Woowe oluyoogaano olw’amawanga amangi, bawuluguma ng’okuwuluguma kw’ennyanja esiikuuse! Okuwuluguma kw’abantu, bawuluguma ng’amazzi agayiika n’amaanyi amangi!
Ah, the uproar of many peoples who roar like the roaring of the seas; and the rushing of nations that rush like the rushing of mighty waters!
13 Wadde amawanga galiwuuma n’okuwulikika ne gawulikika ng’amazzi agayiika n’amaanyi amangi, Mukama bw’aligagoba, galibulawo mbagirawo. Galiba ng’ebisusunku bwe bitwalibwa empewo; era ng’enfuufu ekunta nga yeetooloola, enkuba ng’eneetera okutonnya.
The nations will rush like the rushing of many waters, but he will rebuke them, and they will flee far off, and will be chased like the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like the whirling dust before the storm.
14 Entiisa ey’amaanyi eribagwako akawungeezi. Buliba tebunnakya ng’abalabe bonna tewakyali. Guno gwe mugabo gw’abo abatunyaga, era y’empeera y’abo abatunyagako ebyaffe.
At evening, behold, terror! Before the morning, they are no more. This is the portion of those who plunder us, and the lot of those who rob us.
