Isaayyaas 17
1 Raajii Damaasqoodhaan mormu: “Kunoo, Damaasqoon tuullaa diigamte taati malee siʼachi magaalaa hin taatu.
The burden of Damascus. Lo, Damascus is taken away from [being] a city, And it hath been a heap — a ruin.
2 Magaalaawwan Aroʼeer ni onu; bushaayeen achi ciciisu; wanni isaan sodaachisu tokko iyyuu hin jiru.
Forsaken are the cities of Aroer, For droves they are, 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 ceased hath the fortress from Ephraim, And the kingdom from Damascus, And the remnant of Aram are as the honour of the sons of Israel, The affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts!
4 “Bara sana keessa ulfinni Yaaqoob gad deebiʼa; furdinni dhagna isaas ni huqqata.
And it hath come to pass, in that day, Wax poor doth the honour of Jacob, And the fatness of his flesh doth wax 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 hath come to pass, As the gathering by the reaper of the standing corn, And his arm the ears reapeth, And it hath 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 left in him have been gleanings, As the compassing of an olive, Two — three berries on the top of a branch, Four — five on the fruitful boughs, The affirmation of Jehovah, God of Israel!
7 Gaafas namoonni gara Uumaa isaanii ilaalu; ija isaaniis gara Qulqullicha Israaʼel deebifatu.
In that day doth man look to His Maker, Yea, his eyes to the Holy One of Israel look,
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 looketh not unto the altars. The work of his own hands, And that which his own fingers made He seeth not — the shrines 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 are the cities of his strength As the forsaken thing of the forest, And the branch that they have left, Because of the sons of Israel, It also hath 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 thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, And the rock of thy strength hast not remembered, Therefore thou plantest plants of pleasantness, And with a strange slip sowest it,
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.
In the day thy plant thou causest to become great, And in the morning thy seed makest to flourish, A heap [is] the harvest 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, As the sounding of seas they sound; And [to] the wasting of nations, As the wasting of mighty waters they are wasted.
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 as the wasting of many waters are wasted, And He hath pushed against it, And it hath fled afar off, And been pursued as chaff of hills before wind, And as a rolling thing before a hurricane.
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 even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!
