Isaia 33
1 Hankàñe ama’o ty mpandrotsake, ihe tsy rinotsake; ty mpamañahy, ihe tsy nifañahieñey! ie migadoñe ty fikopaha’o, le ho kopaheñe, ie itroara’o o famañahia’oo, le ho fañahieñe.
Alas! thou plunderer when, thou, hadst not been plundered, And thou traitor when they had not betrayed thee: When thou hast ceased plundering, thou shalt be plundered, When thou hast left off betraying, they shall betray thee.
2 O ry Iehovà, toloro arofo zahay; fa mandiñe Azo; ehe te Ihe ho fità’ iareo boa’ maraiñe, naho ty fandrombahañe anay an-tsan-koheke.
O Yahweh! shew us favour, —For thee, have we waited, —Be thou their arm every morning, Yea our salvation in the time of distress.
3 Mampitriban-day ondatio i feon-koràkey; mibaibay o fifeheañeo ami’ty fiongaha’o.
At the noise of a tumult, the peoples retreated, —When thou didst lift thyself up, nations were scattered.
4 Ahoro’e ty kinopa’areo manahake ty añoroña’ ty beañe; hoe fifamorohotan-kijeja ty ifamorohota'iareo.
Then shall your spoil be gathered as the gathering of the caterpillar, —As the swift running of locusts, is he about to run upon them.
5 Onjoneñe t’Iehovà an-tiotiots' añe ty fimoneña’e; fa natsafe'e hatò naho havantanañe t’i Tsione.
Exalted is Yahweh, for he inhabiteth a height, —He hath filled Zion with justice and righteousness.
6 Ie ty hampijadoñe o tao’oo an-kakaliforam-pandrombahañe; ty hihitse naho ty hilala vaho ty fañeveñañe am’ Iehovà ro toe vara’e.
So shall a wealth of deliverances, wisdom and knowledge, become the stability of thy times, —the reverence of Yahweh, the same is his treasure.
7 Inao! mangoihoy an-tameañe ey ty lahitsiai’ iareo, mangololoike o sorotàm-pañanintsiñeo.
Lo! their heroes, have cried out openly, —the messengers of peace, in bitterness, continue weeping [they say]:
8 Vahiny o lalañeo tsy amam-pañavelo, nifotera’e i fañinay, tsinambolitio’e o rovao, tsy haoñe’e ondatio.
The highways are deserted, The passer-by on the path, hath ceased, —He hath broken covenant, He hath despised cities, He hath made no account of men.
9 Mandala o taneo vaho miforejeje; salatse ty Lebanone, miheatse; hoe fatran-tane ty Sarone mihintsam-boa ty Karmele naho i Basane.
The land mourneth, languisheth, Lebanon, displayeth shame, is withered, —Sharon, hath become, as the waste plain, And Bashan and Carmel are shaking off their leaves.
10 Hiongake amy zao iraho, hoe t’Iehovà; honjonen-dRaho henaneo, ho rengen-dRaho henane zao.
Now, will I arise, Saith Yahweh, Now, will I lift myself up, Now, will I be exalted!
11 Mampiareñe kafo’e nahareo, hisamake forompotse; hamorototo anahareo hoe afo ty kofò’areo.
Ye shall conceive chaff Ye shall bring forth stubble, —Your own breath, like fire, shall devour you.
12 Ho tomomoheñe hoe sokày ondatio, hoe fatike finira, nitomontoñe añ’afo,
So shall peoples, become, as the burnings of lime, —As thorns lopped off, with fire, shall they be burned.
13 Mijanjiña ry an-tsietoitane añe, ino o nanoekoo? Ry marine eo, iantofo o haozarakoo.
Hear—ye that are far off. what I have done, And know—ye that are near my might:
14 Mirevendreveñe o mpanan-kakeo e Tsioneo fihine’ ty fihitikitike ty tsy aman-Kake. ia aman-tika ty hahafitoboke amo afo mamorototoo, ia aman-tika ty hahafimoneñe amo afo manòba nainai’eo?
Terror-stricken in Zion, —are sinners, Shuddering hath seized the impious, —Who among us can sojourn with a fire that devoureth? Who among us can sojourn with burnings age-abiding?
15 I mpañavelo an-kavantañañe, naho misaontsy an-kavañonañey; ie tsy mañaoñe ty varam-pikatramoañe, i mañelahela fitàñe tsy handrambesa’e vokàñey, ty manjenjen-dravembia tsy ho janjiña’e ze o fampiorihan-dio zao, ie mikipe fihaino tsy hahaisaha’e ty raty.
He that walketh righteously, And speaketh uprightly, —He that refuseth the gain of exactions That shaketh his hands free from holding a bribe, That stoppeth his ear from hearkening to deeds of blood, And shutteth his eyes from giving countenance to wrong,
16 Himoneñe an-kaboañe ey re, kijolim-bato ty ho fipalira’e, hazotso ama’e ty mahakama’e, tsy hisike ty rano’e.
He, the heights, shall inhabit, A stronghold of crags, shall be his refuge, —His bread, hath been delivered, His waters, have been made sure,
17 Ho isam-pihaino’o ami’ty hatsomerentsere’e i mpanjakay; ho oni’ iareo ty tane mitakatse añe.
Of a king, in his beauty, shall thine eyes have vision: They shall see a land that stretcheth afar.
18 Hañerehere ty tro’o ty fangebahebahañe: Aia i mpamoliliy, aia i mpandanjay? Aia i mpañiake o fitalakesañ’abooy?
Thy heart, may murmur in terror, —Where is the scribe? Where—the receiver? Where—he that maketh a list of the towers?
19 Tsy ho isa’o ka ondaty mangosasàkeo; ondaty aman-tsaontsy miheotse tsy fohiñeo, o amam-pameleke mibedobedo tsy rendre’o.
The fierce people, shalt thou not see, —The people of too deep a lip to be understood, of too barbarous a tongue for thee to comprehend.
20 Vazohò t’i Tsione, i rovam-pamantaña-masin-tikañey; ho isam-pihaino’o te fimoneñañe mierañerañe t’Ierosalaime, kijoly tsy hahoroñe, amam-pàntake tsy hombotañe, aman-taly tsy ho tampaheñe.
Look thou on Zion, the city of our appointed feast, —Thine own eyes, shall see Jerusalem—A home of comfort A tent which shall not be packed up—Whose pins shall not be pulled out, for ever, And none of, whose cords, shall be broken.
21 Hindre aman-tikañe ami’ty volonahe’e, t’Iehovà, an-toetse amañ’oñe naho torahañe mibànatse; tsy handenà’ ty lakañ’ am-pivey, tsy ho rangaen-tsambo.
But, there shall Yahweh be our majestic one, A place of rivers—streams broad on both hands, Wherein shall go no galley with oars, Neither shall majestic ship traverse it;
22 Toe mpizakan-tika t’Iehovà Mpandily antika t’Iehovà, Mpanjakan-tika t’Iehovà; Ie ty handrombake an-tika.
For, Yahweh is our judge, Yahweh, is our lawgiver, —Yahweh, is our king, He will save us!
23 Fa migebañe o talin-tsambo’oo, tsy mitàñe i fahan-daiy, tsy mamela-day; Akore ty habei’ o kinopake zaraeñeo kanao andivañe amo kepekeo.
Loosed are thy ropes, —They cannot strengthen the socket of their mast They have not unfurled a sail Now, can be apportioned spoil, in abundance, The lame, have captured prey!
24 Tsy hanao ty hoe ty mpitoboke ao: Siloke iraho; Hafahan-kakeo ondaty mimoneñe aoo.
Neither shall the inhabitant say. I am sick, —the people who dwell therein, have been forgiven iniquity.
