Heremaia 48

1 Mo Moapa. Ko te kupu tenei a Ihowa o nga mano, a te Atua o Iharaira: Aue, te mate mo Nepo! kua pahuatia hoki; kua meinga a Kiriataima kia whakama, kua riro: kua meinga a Mihikapa kia whakama, kua wawahia iho ia.

Of Moab, —Thus, saith Yahweh of hosts God of Israel, —Alas for Nebo, for it is laid waste, put to shame—captured, is Kiriathaim, put to shame is Misgab, and dismayed.

2 Kua kahore te whakamoemiti mo Moapa; i Hehepona ratou e whakatakoto ana i te kino mona, Haere mai, tatou ka hatepe atu i a ia, kia kore ai tena iwi. Ko koe ano hoki, e Maramene, ka whakanohopukutia koe; ka aru te hoari i a koe.

No more, is the praise of Moab, In Heshbon, have they devised against her, calamity, Come, and let us cut her off from being a nation, —Even thou, Madmen also, shalt be silenced, After thee, shall march the sword.

3 Ka puta te reo aue i Horonaimi, he pahua, he whakangaromanga nui!

A voice of outcry, from Horonaim, —Wasting and great destruction!

4 Ka oti a Moapa te tukituki; he aue ka rangona, na ana mea ririki.

Moab is broken: Her little ones, have caused to be heard an outcry.

5 Ka haere hoki ratou ma te pikinga atu ki Ruhiti me te tangi haere tonu; no te mea i te heketanga ki Horonaimi kua rongo ratou i te mamae kino o te aue ki te whakangaromanga.

For the ascent of Luhith, with weeping, one ascendeth—with weeping, —For in the descent of Horonaim, the distress of the outcry of destruction, have they heard:

6 E rere, kahaki i a koutou kia ora ai, kia rite ai ki te manoao i te koraha.

Flee deliver your own lives, —Then shall the women be as a shrub in the desert.

7 No te mea, nau i whakawhirinaki ki au mahi, ki au taonga, koia ano koe ka horo ai: a ka riro a Kemoho i te whakarau, ratou tahi ko ona tohunga, ko ona rangatira.

For seeing thou hast trusted in thy works and in thy treasures, Thou too, shalt be captured, —Then shall Chemosh go forth into captivity, His priests and his princes together.

8 Ka tae te kaipahua ki nga pa katoa, e kore hoki tetahi pa e puta; ka ngaro te raorao, ka huna hoki te mania; ka pera me ta Ihowa i korero ai.

And the spoiler shall enter into every city, And not, a city, shall escape, Then shall perish the vale Then be destroyed the table-land, —As Yahweh hath said.

9 Hoatu he parirau mo Moapa, kia rere atu ai, kia puta ai: a ka ururuatia ona pa, te ai he tangata hei noho ki reira.

Give wing to Moab, For she must, fly away; And her cities To desolation, shall be turned, With no inhabitant therein.

10 Ka kanga te tangata e mahi whakaparahako ana i ta Ihowa mahi, a ka kanga hoki te tangata e kore nei e tuku i tana hoari ki te toto.

Accursed be he that doeth the business of Yahweh carelessly; And, accursed be he that withholdeth his sword, from blood!

11 I runga a Moapa i te rangimarie no tona tamarikitanga ake, a i ata takoto ia i runga i ona nganga, kihai i ringihia atu i tetahi oko ki tetahi oko, kihai ano hoki ia i riro i te whakarau: heoi mau tonu tona reka ki a ia, a kihai tona kakara i re re ke.

Moab, hath been at ease from his youth, And settled is he upon his lees, And hath not been poured out from vessel to vessel, Nor into captivity, hath gone, —For this cause, hath his flavour stood still within him, And his scent is unchanged.

12 Mo reira, nana, kei te haere mai nga ra, e ai ta Ihowa, e unga ai e ahau ki a ia te hunga ringiringi, a ka ringihia atu ia e ratou; a ka noho tahanga i a ratou ana oko, ka pakaru rikiriki hoki a ratou pounamu.

Therefore, lo! days are coming, Declareth Yahweh, When I will send to him tilters and they shall tilt him, —And his vessels, shall they empty, And their jars, shall they dash in pieces.

13 Na ka whakama a Moapa ki a Kemoho, ka pera me te whare o Iharaira i whakama ra ki Peteere, ki ta ratou i whakawhirinaki ai.

Then shall Moab, be ashamed, of, Chemosh, —Just as, the sons of Israel, were ashamed of Bethel their confidence.

14 He pehea ta koutou e ki na, He marohirohi tatou, he uaua ki te whawhai?

How can ye say, Heroes, are we? and Men of might for the war?

15 Kua pahuatia a Moapa, a kua piki atu ratou ki ona pa, kua heke iho hoki ana taitama, he mea whiriwhiri, kei raro, he parekura, e ai ta te Kingi, ko Ihowa, nei o nga mano tona ingoa.

Spoiled is Moab And her cities, hath he ascended, And the choice of his young men, have gone down to the slaughter, —Declareth The King, Yahweh of hosts, is his Name.

16 Ka tata te aitua o Moapa te puta, a kei te tino kaika mei te he mona.

Near is the doom of Moab, to come, —And, his calamity, hasteth greatly.

17 Tangihia ia, e koutou katoa i tetahi taha ona, i tetahi taha, e koutou e mohio ana ki tona ingoa; ki ake, Ano te whatinga o te rakau kaha, o te tokotoko ataahua!

Lament ye for him—All that are round about him, and All that know his name, —Say, How is broken—The staff of strength! The rod of beauty!

18 E te tamahine e noho mai nei i Ripono, makere mai i tou kororia, e noho ki te matewai; no te mea kua tae te kaipahua o Moapa ki a koe, kua kore i a ia ou wahi kaha.

Come down from glory, and sit in thirst, O inhabitress daughter of Dibon; For the spoiler of Moab, hath come up against thee, He hath laid in ruins thy strongholds.

19 E te wahine e noho ana i Aroere, e tu ki te ara titiro ai: ui atu ki te tangata e rere ana, ki te wahine e mawhiti ana; mea atu, he aha kua meatia?

Near the way, take thy stand and keep outlook, O inhabitress of Aroer: Ask—him that fleeth, and Her that hath escaped, Say, What hath happened?

20 Kua whakama a Moapa; kua pakaru: aue, e tangi; korerotia ki Aranono, kua oti a Moapa te pahua.

Confounded is Moab! For it is broken down! Howl and make outcry, —Tell ye in Arnon, That Moab is spoiled;

21 Kua tae atu ano te whakawa ki te mania; ki Horono, ki Iahata, ki Mepaata;

And, judgment, hath come Upon the country of the table-land, —Upon Holon, and Upon Jazer and Upon Mephaath;

22 A ki Ripono, ki Nepo, ki Peteripirataima;

and Upon Dibon, and Upon Nebo, and Upon Beth-diblathaim;

23 A Kiriataima, ki Petekamuru, ki Petemeono;

and Upon Kiriathaim, and Upon Beth-gamul, and Upon Beth-meon;

24 Ki Kerioto, ki Potora, ki nga pa katoa o te whenua o Moapa, ki nga mea i tawhiti, ki nga mea e tata ana.

and Upon Kerioth, and Upon Bozrah, —Yea, upon all the cities of the land of Moab, far and near.

25 Kua oti te haona o Moapa te pouto atu, kua whati tona ringa, e ai ta Ihowa.

Cut off is the horn of Moab, Yea, his arm, is broken, —Declareth Yahweh.

26 Meinga ia e koutou kia haurangi; mona i whakakakake ki a Ihowa: a ka okeoke a Moapa i roto i tona ruaki, a ka waiho ano ia hei katanga.

Make ye him drunken, Because against Yahweh, hath he magnified himself; So shall, Moab, stagger, into his own vomit, And shall become a derision, even he!

27 He teka ianei i waiho a Iharaira hei katanga mau? i kitea ranei ia i roto i nga tahae? no te mea i au korerotanga katoa mona, e oraora ana te mahunga.

And was it not, a derision, that Israel became to thee? And was it not among thieves, he was found? For, as often as thou didst speak of him, thou didst wag the head!

28 E nga tangata o Moapa, whakarerea nga pa, e noho ki te kamaka; a kia rite ki te kukupa e hanga nei i tona ohanga ki nga taha o te kuwaha o te rua.

Leave ye the cities and dwell in the cliff, Ye inhabitants of Moab; And become ye as a dove, that maketh her nest in the further-side of the fissure’s mouth.

29 Kua rongo tatou i te whakahihi o Moapa, nui atu hoki tona whakahihi; i tona whakakake, i tona whakamanamana, i tona whakapehapeha, i te whakahirahira hoki o tona ngakau.

We have heard the arrogance of Moab—proud exceedingly: His loftiness and his arrogance and his majesty, and his elevation of heart!

30 E mohio ana ahau ki tona riri, e ai ta Ihowa, otiia kahore he tikanga; kahore he rawa o ana whakapehapeha.

I know—Declareth Yahweh His passion—that’tis Unjust! His boastings, that Untrue have they made [them]!

31 Mo reira ka tangi ahau mo Moapa; ae ra, ka aue ahau mo Moapa katoa: ka uhunga ratou mo nga tangata o Kiriherehe.

For this cause over Moab, will I howl, And for all Moab, will I make outcry, —For the men of Kir-heres, must one moan!

32 E te waina o Hipima, ka tangihia koe e ahau, nui atu i te tangihanga mo Iatere: kua whiti ou peka ki tera taha o te moana, kua tae rawa ki te moana o Iatere: kua kokiri atu te kaipahua ki au hua raumati, ki tau kohikohinga waina.

Beyond the weeping of Jazer, will I weep for thee O vine of Sibmah, Thy tendrils, have gone over the sea, Unto the sea of Jazer, have they reached, Upon thy summer fruits And upon thy vintage, the spoiler, hath fallen.

33 A kua whakakahoretia atu te koa me te hari i te mara momona, i te whenua hoki o Moapa; a kua mutu i ahau he waina mo nga takahanga waina; e kore tetahi e hamama i te takahanga; ko to ratou hamama ehara i te hamama.

So shall be withdrawn gladness and exultation—From the fruitful field and From the land of Moab, —And wine from the vats, have I caused to fail, They shall not tread with shouting, The shouting shall be no shouting!

34 No te auetanga i Hehepona tae noa ki Ereare, ki Iahata, te puakanga o to ratou reo, no Toara tae noa ki Horonaimi, ki Ekerata Herihiia: no te mea ka mokemoke ano hoki nga wai o Nimirimi.

From the outcry of Heshbon, Even unto Elealeh Even unto Jahaz, have they given forth their voice, From Zoar even unto Horonaim, the third Eglath, —For, even the waters of Nimrim, to utter desolation, have been turned:

35 Ka meinga ano hoki e ahau kia mutu i roto i a Moapa, e ai ta Ihowa, te tangata whakaeke whakahere ki te wahi tiketike, me te tangata tahu whakakakaraki ona atua.

Then will I cause to cease, from Moab, Declareth Yahweh, —him that offereth at a high-place, and him that burneth incense to his gods.

36 Na reira kei te tangi toku ngakau ki a Moapa ano he putorino, kei te tangi hoki toku ngakau ano he putorino ki nga tangata o Kiriherehe; na reira kua moti nga mea maha i mahia e ia.

For this cause, my heart, for Moab, like flutes, shall make plaintive sounds, Yea my heart for the men of Kir-heres! like flutes, shall make plaintive sounds, Because, the abundance he hath gotten is lost!

37 He mea moremore katoa hoki nga mahunga, ko nga kumikumi katoa tapahi rawa: he haehaenga kei nga ringa katoa, he kakahu taratara kei nga hope.

For, every head, is baldness, And every beard, clipped: Upon all hands, are gashes, And upon the loins, sackcloth

38 Kei runga i nga tuanui katoa o Moapa a kei ona ara he uhunga kei nga wahi katoa: no te mea kua pakaru i ahau a Moapa, ano he oko e kore e manakohia, e ai ta Ihowa.

Upon all the housetops of Moab And in her broadways, it is all lamentation, —For I have broken Moab—Like a vessel wherein is no pleasure Declareth Yahweh.

39 Ano tona wawahanga! Ta ratou aue! ina, te tahuritanga mai o te tuara o Moapa i te whakama! na ka waiho a Moapa hei katanga, hei whakawehi ki te hunga i tetahi taha ona, i tetahi taha.

How it is broken down! They have howled, How hath Moab turned the back, for shame, —So shall Moab become a derision and a terror to all round about him.

40 No te mea ko te kupu tenei a Ihowa, Nana, ka rere ia ano he ekara, ka roha hoki ona parirau ki runga ki Moapa.

For, thus, saith Yahweh, Lo! as an eagle, shall one dart along, —And shall spread out his wings towards Moab.

41 Kua horo Kerioto, kua riro nga wahi kaha, a ka rite te ngakau o nga marohirohi o Moapa i taua ra ki te ngakau o te wahine e whakamamae ana.

Captured is Kerioth, And the fortresses, are seized, —Then shall the heart of the heroes of Moab become in that day, As the heart of a woman in her pains.

42 A ka huna a Moapa, ka kore tena iwi, mona i whakakake ki a Ihowa.

Then shall, Moab, be destroyed from being a people, —Because against Yahweh, hath he magnified himself.

43 Ko te wehi, ko te poka, ko te rore, kei a koe, e te tangata o Moapa, e ai ta Ihowa.

Terror and pit and snare are upon thee O inhabitant of Moab Declareth Yahweh:

44 Ko te tangata e rere ana i te wehi, ka taka ki te poka; a ko te tangata e puta ake ana i te poka, ka mau i te rore: ka takina hoki e ahau ki runga ki a ia, ara ki a Moapa, te tau e tirotirohia ai ratou, e ai ta Ihowa.

He that fleeth from the face of the terror, Shall fall into the pit, And, he that getteth up out of the pit, Shall be captured by the snare, —For I will bring against her—against Moab, The year of their visitation, Declareth Yahweh.

45 Ko te hunga i rere, tu ana ratou i raro i te ata o Hehepona, kahore he kaha: kua puta atu hoki he ahi i Hehepona, he mura i waenganui o Hihono, a kua pau te koki o Moapa, te tumuaki hoki o nga tama a te ngangau.

In the shadow of Heshbon, stand strengthless, the fugitives, —For, a fire, hath gone forth out of Heshbon And shall flame out of the midst of Sihon, And shall devour the beard of Moab, And the crown of the head of the proudly tumultuous.

46 Aue, te mate mou, e Moapa! kua huna te iwi o Kemoho: kua riro hoki au tama hei whakarau, au tamahine hoki hei whakarau.

Woe to thee Moab! Lost are the people of Chemosh, —For thy sons have been taken, into captivity, And thy daughters into captivity.

47 Otiia ka whakahokia mai ano e ahau a Moapa i te whakarau i nga ra whakamutunga, e ai ta Ihowa. Heoi ano te whakawa mo Moapa.

Yet will I bring back the captivity of Moab, In the afterpart of the days, Declareth Yahweh, Thus far, is the sentence of Moab.