Isaayyaas 17
1 Raajii Damaasqoodhaan mormu: “Kunoo, Damaasqoon tuullaa diigamte taati malee siʼachi magaalaa hin taatu.
The burden of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is taken away from [being] a city, And it has been a heap—a ruin.
2 Magaalaawwan Aroʼeer ni onu; bushaayeen achi ciciisu; wanni isaan sodaachisu tokko iyyuu hin jiru.
The cities of Aroer are forsaken, They are for droves, and they have lain down, And there is none troubling.
3 Magaalaan jabeeffamtee ijaaramte Efreem keessaa, humni mootummaas Damaasqoo keessaa ni bada; hambaan Sooriyaa akka ulfina Israaʼelootaa taʼa” jedha Waaqayyoon Waan Hunda Dandaʼu.
And the fortress has ceased from Ephraim, And the kingdom from Damascus, And the remnant of Aram are as the glory of the sons of Israel, A declaration of YHWH of Hosts!
4 “Bara sana keessa ulfinni Yaaqoob gad deebiʼa; furdinni dhagna isaas ni huqqata.
And it has come to pass in that day, The glory of Jacob waxes poor, And the fatness of his flesh waxes lean.
5 Akkuma namni midhaan haamu tokko, midhaan dhaabbatu walitti qabee irree isaatiin haamu sana kunis akkuma yeroo namni tokko Sulula Refaayim keessaa qarmii funaanuu ni taʼa.
And it has come to pass, As the gathering of the standing grain by the reaper, And his arm reaps the ears, And it has come to pass, As the gathering of the ears in the Valley of Rephaim,
6 Taʼus akkuma yeroo mukni ejersaa dhaʼamuutti, qarmii guuruun amma iyyuu jira; fiixee ol aanu irratti gumaa lama yookaan sadiitu hafa; damee gad aanu irratti gumaa afur yookaan shantu hafa” jedha Waaqayyo, Waaqni Israaʼel.
And gleanings have been left in him, As the surrounding of an olive, Two—three berries on the top of a branch, Four—five on the fruitful boughs, A declaration of YHWH, God of Israel!
7 Gaafas namoonni gara Uumaa isaanii ilaalu; ija isaaniis gara Qulqullicha Israaʼel deebifatu.
In that day man looks to His Maker, Indeed, his eyes look to the Holy One of Israel,
8 Isaan gara iddoo aarsaa, gara hojii harka isaanii hin ilaalan; isaan galma waaqeffannaa Aasheeraa, iddoo aarsaa ixaanaa kan quba isaaniitiin tolchanis wayittuu hin lakkaaʼan.
And he does not look to the altars. The work of his own hands, And that which his own fingers made, He does not see—the Asherim and the images.
9 Gaafas magaalaawwan jajjaboon isaan sababii Israaʼelootaatiif keessaa baʼan sun akkuma lafa bosona keessaa kan namni dhiisee deemee taʼu. Hundi ni onu.
In that day the cities of his strength are As the forsaken thing of the forest, And the branch that they have left, Because of the sons of Israel, It has also been a desolation.
10 Ati Fayyisaa kee, Waaqa irraanfatteerta; ati kattaa, daʼoo kee hin yaadanne. Kanaafuu yoo biqiltuu akka malee gaarii dhaabbattee muka wayinii kan alaa dhufe biqilfatte iyyuu,
Because you have forgotten the God of your salvation, And have not remembered the Rock of your strength, Therefore you plant plants of pleasantness, And sow it with a strange shoot,
11 yoo guyyuma dhaabde sana akka inni biqilu goote iyyuu ganama yeroo dhaabdetti akka inni daraaru goota; garuu guyyaa dhukkubaa fi dhibee hin fayyineetti wayinichi homaa hin fayyadu.
You cause your plant to become great in the day, And make your seed to flourish in the morning, The harvest [is] a heap in a day of overflowing, And of mortal pain.
12 Saboota baayʼee kanneen aaraniif wayyoo! Isaan akkuma galaana aaruutti aaru! Saboota wacaniif wayyoo! Isaan akkuma bishaan guddaan huursutti huursu.
Woe [to] the multitude of many peoples, They sound as the sounding of seas; And the roaring of nations, As the roaring of mighty waters [that] make a crashing.
13 Saboonni akkuma huursaa bishaan cabsee deemuu yoo huurse iyyuu yommuu inni isaanitti dheekkamu isaan baqatanii badu; akkuma habaqiin tulluu irraa fuula bubbee dura ariʼamu, akkuma awwaarri fuula bubbee hamaa duraa bittinnaaʼu isaan ni bittinnaaʼu.
Nations crash as the roaring of many waters, And He rebuked them, And they fled far off, And were pursued as chaff of hills before wind, And as a rolling thing before a windstorm.
14 Galgala sodaan akkuma tasaa isaan qabatti! Isaan utuu lafti hin bariʼin ni dhabamu! Kun qooda warra nu boojiʼee, hiree warra nu saamee ti.
At evening, behold, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
