< Isaia 21 >
1 Ty nibangoeñe i fatram-bei’ i riakeiy: Manahake ty famaoha’ o tio-bey tatimoo, ie miboak’ an-dratraratra hirik’ an-tane mampangebahebak’ añe.
The burden of the wilderness of the sea. As whirlwinds in the South sweep through, it comes from the wilderness, from a terrible land.
2 Naboak’ amako ty aroñaroñe mampioremeñe: Ty mpamañahy mamañahy, ty mpamaoke mamaoke. Mionjona ry Elame! Miarikoboña, ry Maday! Fa hene nampitsiñeko o fiselekaiñañeo.
A grievous vision is declared to me. The treacherous man deals treacherously, and the destroyer destroys. Go up, O Elam. Besiege, O Media, all the sighing of it I have made to cease.
3 Aa le mikoritoke avao ty vaniako; mamihiñe ahy ty fitsongoañe, manahake ty fitsongon’ ampela mañèñe; mikoretse iraho le tsy mahatsanoñe, miroreke tsy mahafañente.
Therefore my loins are filled with anguish. Pangs have taken hold upon me, as the pangs of a woman in travail. I am pained so that I cannot hear. I am dismayed so that I cannot see.
4 Mifejofejo ty troko; mampirevendreveñ’ahiko ty tahotse; nivalike ho fineveneverañe i palipalitsieñe nisalalaeko.
My heart flutters. Horror has frightened me. The twilight that I desired has been turned into trembling to me.
5 Nihalankañeñe i fandambañañey, nalamake i tihiy, nikama naho ninoñe; Miongaha ry roandriañeo, hosoro o fikalan-defoñeo.
They prepare the table, they set the watch, they eat, they drink. Rise up, ye rulers, anoint the shield.
6 Fa zao ty nafè’ i Talè amako: Akia, ajadoño ty mpijilo; adono hitalily ze talake’e.
For thus has the Lord said to me, Go, set a watchman. Let him declare what he sees.
7 Nahaisake firimboñañe re reketse mpiningi-tsoavala ki-roe roe, mpijòm-borìke naho mpitoboke an-drameva; mitsendreñe amy zao re, mitsatsike.
and when he sees a troop, horsemen in pairs, a troop of donkeys, a troop of camels, he shall hearken diligently with much heed.
8 Nikaikaihe’e hoe liona: O talè, Mitolom-pijagarodoñe am-pitalakesañ’ abo atoy iraho te handro, le mijohañe am-pijilovako ey te haleñe.
And he cried out as a lion, O Lord, I stand continually upon the watchtower in the daytime, and am set in my ward whole nights,
9 Heheke ondaty lia-raikeo, mpiningi-tsoavala kiroe-roe. Manoiñe ka re manao ty hoe: Rotsake, Rotsake t’i Bavele; fonga nivolentsa an-tane eo o saren-drahare’eo.
and, behold, here comes a troop of men, horsemen in pairs. And he answered and said, Fallen, fallen is Babylon. And all the graven images of her gods are broken to the ground.
10 O ry linisakoo, ry anako an-toem-pamofohakoo, Hampahafohineko anahareo o raha tsinanoko am’ Iehovà’ i maroio, i Andrianañahare’ Israeley.
O my threshing, and the grain of my floor! That which I have heard from Jehovah of hosts, the God of Israel, I have declared to you.
11 Ty nibangoeñe i Domà: Mikoike amako ty boak’e Seire: O mpigaritseo, manao akore i haleñey? O mpijiloo, akore ty haleñe toy?
The burden of Dumah. He calls to me out of Seir, Watchman, what of the night? Watchman, what of the night?
12 Hoe i mpigaritsey: Hiporea’ ty maraindray, fa ho avy ka ty haleñe— ihe hañontane le mañontanea; mibaliha indraike!
The watchman said, The morning comes, and also the night. If ye will inquire, inquire ye; turn ye back, come.
13 Ty entañe ho amy Arabe: Amo rongo-matahe’ i Arabeo ty hitobea’ areo ry mpivorontsa’ i Dedaneo.
The burden upon Arabia. In the forest in Arabia ye shall lodge, O ye caravans of Dedanites.
14 Ry mpimone’ i Temao, anjotsò rano i taliñiereñey; Salakao ama’ mahakama o nivoratsakeo.
To him who was thirsty they brought water. The inhabitants of the land of Tema met the fugitives with their bread.
15 Ie nilaisa’ iareo o fibarao, i mesolava napotsoañey, naho i fale nibitsokey, vaho ty fanindria’ i aliy.
For they fled away from the swords, from the drawn sword, and from the bent bow, and from the grievousness of war.
16 Fa zao ty nafè’ i Talè amako: Añate ty taoñe raike, ami’ty fañiaham-pikarama, le ho hene modo ty enge’ i Kedare.
For thus the Lord has said to me, Within a year, according to the years of a hireling, all the glory of Kedar shall fail.
17 Le tsy ho ampeampe ty sengaha’ o mpitàm-paleo, o lahilahy manjofake amo ana-Kedareoo; fa izay ty nitsara’ Iehovà, Andrianañahare’ Israele.
And the residue of the number of the archers, the mighty men of the sons of Kedar, shall be few. For Jehovah, the God of Israel, has spoken it.