Isaia 25
1 Ry Iehovà, Andrianañahareko irehe, hañonjoñ’Azo iraho, ho bangoeko ty tahina’o, ty amo fitoloña’o fanjàkao; ihe nisafiry haehae am-pigahiñañe naho an-katò.
Lord, you are my God. I will honor you and praise who you are, because you have done wonderful things that you planned long ago. You are faithful and trustworthy!
2 Fa nanoe’o votre ty rova, naho fianto i rova fatra-piaroy; tsy rova ka i anjomban’ ambahiniy, vaho tsy hamboareñe ka.
You have turned the city into a pile of rubble; the fortified town is now a ruin; the foreigner palace is gone. It is no longer a city and it will never be rebuilt.
3 Aa le hañonjoñe Azo ondaty manjofakeo, hañeveñe ama’o o rovam-pifeheañe mitromoroñeo.
Because of this powerful nations will honor you; cities of brutal nations will be in awe of you.
4 Fa nifipalira’ o rarakeo irehe, fitsoloha’ o misotrio, fiampirañe an-tio bey, fialofañe amy hatrovohañey; naho hoe tio-bey an-kijoly ty fikofoha’ o maharevendreveñeo.
But you have protected the poor and needy when they were in trouble, you shielded them from storms and shaded them from the heat. For the actions of brutal people are like rain beating against a wall,
5 Manahake ty hatrevohañe an-tane maike eo, ty hampitsiña’o ty fikoraha’ o ambahinio; hambañe ami’ty talinjon-drahoñe amy fipisañañey, ty hampijomohoñe ty fibekoa’ o mangosasàkeo.
like heat in a desert. You end the noisy uprising of foreigners. In the same way that a cloud's shadow cools down the heat of the day, so the song sung by brutal people is silenced.
6 Ami’ty vohitse toy ty hañalankaña’ Iehovà’ i Màroy sabadidake amo raha mafirio ze kila ondaty, takataka aman-divay natadrètse, ty vondrake pea’ ty betron-taolañe, vaho divay soa-filomboke.
On this mountain the Lord Almighty will prepare a feast for all nations, a lavish feast of aged wines, rich food, and the best meat.
7 Le hagedra’e ami’ty vohitse toy ty fikolopofañe ami’ty vinta’ ze kila-ondaty naho ty marerarera mandrongoñe o fifeheañeo.
On this mountain he will destroy the veil that covers all the nations, the sheet that is over everyone.
8 Hatele’e ho mongotse ty havilasy, vaho ho faohe’ i Rañandria Iehovà amy ze hene laharañe ty ranompihaino; hafaha’e ami’ty tane toy ty sirika’ondati’eo; izay ty nitsarà’ Iehovà.
He will destroy death forever. The Lord God will wipe away all tears, and everywhere he will take away the humiliation suffered by his people. The Lord has spoken.
9 Ho tseizeñe amy andro zay, ty hoe: Toe Ie t’i Andrianañaharentika nitamañe handrombake an-tikañey, Ie Iehovà niliñisan-tikañey, antao hifale naho hirebeke amy fandrombaha’ey.
At that time his people will say, “Look! This is our God; we have trusted in him and he has saved us! This is the Lord we have been looking for. Now we can be happy and celebrate the salvation he brings!”
10 Fa ami’ty vohitse toy ty hitofà’ ty fità’ Iehovà, vaho ho lialiàñe an-toe’e eo t’i Moabe, hambañe ami’ty fandialiàñe ty ahetse an-ditsake ao.
The Lord's hand of protection will be on this mountain. But the Moabites will be trampled underfoot like straw into the water of a manure pit.
11 Le ho velare’e añivo’iareo o fità’eo, manahake ty famelara’ ty pilaño hilañoa’e, fe harèke ty firengevoha’e rekets’ o taña-politì’eo
They will reach out their hands to try and save themselves, like swimmers using their hands to swim, but their pride will be humbled however much they thrash about.
12 naho harotsa’e ambane o kijoli’o fatratse mitiotiotseo, eka, halama’e; hazevo’e an-tane, toe an-deboke ao.
Moab, he will demolish your fortress with the high walls, bringing it down to the ground, into the dust.
