Isaaya 17
1 “Laba Ddamasiko tekikyali kibuga, kifuuse matongo.
The burden of Damascus. Lo, Damascus is taken away from [being] a city, And it hath been a heap — a ruin.
2 Ebibuga bya Aloweri babidduseemu: birirekerwa ensolo mwe zinaagalamiranga nga tewali azikanga.
Forsaken are the cities of Aroer, For droves they are, and they have lain down, And there is none troubling.
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.
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 “Awo olulituuka ku lunaku luli, ekitiibwa kya Yakobo kirikendeera; era akoggere ddala.
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 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.
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 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.
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 Ku lunaku luli abantu balirowooza ku Mutonzi waabwe, n’amaaso gaabwe galikyukira Omutukuvu wa Isirayiri.
In that day doth man look to His Maker, Yea, his eyes to the Holy One of Israel look,
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.
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 Mu biro ebyo ebibuga byabwe eby’amaanyi Abayisirayiri bye baabalesa, biriba ng’ebifo ebyameramu ebisaka ne kalandalugo. Byonna birisigala matongo.
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 Weerabidde Katonda Omulokozi wo, so tojjukidde Lwazi lwa maanyi go; kyova osimbamu ebisimbe eby’okukusanyusa n’osigamu omuzabbibu oguvudde ebweru.
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 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 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 Woowe oluyoogaano olw’amawanga amangi, bawuluguma ng’okuwuluguma kw’ennyanja esiikuuse! Okuwuluguma kw’abantu, bawuluguma ng’amazzi agayiika n’amaanyi amangi!
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 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.
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 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 even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
