Isaaya 47
1 “Omuwala wa Babulooni embeerera, kakkana wansi otuule mu nfuufu, tuula wansi awatali ntebe ya bwakabaka, ggwe omuwala w’Abakaludaaya. Ekibuga ekitawangulwangako. Toliddayo nate kuyitibwa kyatika oba nnalulungi.
“Go down and sit in the dust, O Virgin Daughter of Babylon. Sit on the ground without a throne, O Daughter of Chaldea! For you will no longer be called tender or delicate.
2 Ddira olubengo ose obutta. Ggyako akatimba ku maaso, situla ku ngoye z’oku magulu oyite mu mazzi.
Take millstones and grind flour; remove your veil; strip off your skirt, bare your thigh, and wade through the streams.
3 Obwereere bwo bulibikkulwa; obusungu bwo bulyeraga. Nzija kuwoolera eggwanga; tewali muntu yenna gwe ndirekawo.”
Your nakedness will be uncovered and your shame will be exposed. I will take vengeance; I will spare no one.”
4 Omununuzi waffe Mukama Katonda ow’Eggye lye linnya lye, ye Mutukuvu wa Isirayiri.
Our Redeemer—the LORD of Hosts is His name— is the Holy One of Israel.
5 “Tuula mu kasirise yingira mu kizikiza ggwe omuwala w’Abakaludaaya, tebakyakuyita kabaka omukazi afuga obwakabaka obungi.
“Sit in silence and go into darkness, O Daughter of Chaldea. For you will no longer be called the queen of kingdoms.
6 Nnali nsunguwalidde abantu bange, ne nyonoonesa omugabo gwange. Nabawaayo mu mikono gyo, n’otobasaasira n’akatono. N’abakadde wabateekako ekikoligo ekinene ennyo.
I was angry with My people; I profaned My heritage, and I placed them under your control. You showed them no mercy; even on the elderly you laid a most heavy yoke.
7 Wayogera nti, ‘Nzija kubeera kabaka omukazi emirembe gyonna,’ naye n’otolowooza ku bintu bino wadde okulowooza ku kyali kigenda okubaawo.
You said, ‘I will be queen forever.’ You did not take these things to heart or consider their outcome.
8 “Kale nno kaakano wuliriza kino, ggwe awoomerwa amasanyu ggwe ateredde mu mirembe gyo, ng’oyogera mu mutima gwo nti, ‘Nze ndiwo era tewali mulala wabula nze. Siribeera nnamwandu wadde okufiirwa abaana.’
So now hear this, O lover of luxury who sits securely, who says to herself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me. I will never be a widow or know the loss of children.’
9 Ebintu bino byombi birikutuukako mangu nnyo mu lunaku lumu, eky’okufiirwa abaana n’okufuuka nnamwandu. Birikutuukako mu kigera kyabyo ekituufu, newaakubadde obulogo bwo nga bungi okuyitirira, n’eby’obufumu byo nga bigenze wala.
These two things will overtake you in a moment, in a single day: loss of children, and widowhood. They will come upon you in full measure, in spite of your many sorceries and the potency of your spells.
10 Weesiga obutali butuukirivu bwo, n’olowooza nti, ‘Siriiko annondoola.’ Amagezi go era n’okumanya kwo byakuwabya, bwe wayogera nti, ‘Nze ndiwo, era teri mulala wabula nze.’
You were secure in your wickedness; you said, ‘No one sees me.’ Your wisdom and knowledge led you astray; you told yourself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me.’
11 Kyokka ensasagge erikujjira era tolimanya ngeri yakugyeggyako; n’okuzikirira kw’otoliyinza kweggyako na muwendo gwa nsimbi; akabi k’otolirabirawo kalikutuukako amangu ddala.
But disaster will come upon you; you will not know how to charm it away. A calamity will befall you that you will be unable to ward off. Devastation will happen to you suddenly and unexpectedly.
12 “Weeyongere nno n’obulogo bwo n’obufumu bwo obwayinga obungi, bwe wanyiikiriramu okuva mu buto bwo. Oboolyawo olibaako kyoggyamu, oboolyawo olikolawo ekyobulabe.
So take your stand with your spells and with your many sorceries, with which you have wearied yourself from your youth. Perhaps you will succeed; perhaps you will inspire terror!
13 Amagezi ago g’ofuna gakukooya bukooya. Abalagulira ku munyeenye basembera, n’abo abakebera emmunyeenye, era aboogera ebiribaawo buli mwezi, babadduukirire mu bigenda okubatuukako.
You are wearied by your many counselors; let them come forward now and save you— your astrologers who observe the stars, who monthly predict your fate.
14 Laba, bali ng’ebisusunku era omuliro gulibookya! Tebalyewonya maanyi ga muliro. Tewaliiwo manda ga kukubugumya wadde omuliro ogw’okwota!
Surely they are like stubble; the fire will burn them up. They cannot deliver themselves from the power of the flame. There will be no coals to warm them or fire to sit beside.
15 Ekyo kye bayinza okukukolera kyokka; b’obonyeebonye nabo b’oteganidde okuva mu buto bwo. Buli muntu alikwata ekkubo lye nga yeeyongera okukola ebibi bye era tewali n’omu ayinza okukulokola.”
This is what they are to you— those with whom you have labored and traded from youth— each one strays in his own direction; not one of them can save you.
