Isaija 21
1 Breme pustinji na moru. Kao vihori koji prolaze na jug, tako æe doæi iz pustinje, iz zemlje strašne.
The word about the waste land. As storm-winds in the South go rushing through, it comes from the waste land, from the land greatly to be feared.
2 Ljuta utvara javi mi se. Nevjernik nevjeru èini, pustošnik pustoši; hodi, Elame; opkoli, Midijo! svemu uzdisanju uèiniæu kraj.
A vision of fear comes before my eyes; the worker of deceit goes on in his false way, and the waster goes on making waste. Up! Elam; to the attack! Media; I have put an end to her sorrow.
3 Zato su bedra moja puna bola; muke me obuzeše kao kad se muèi porodilja; zgurih se èujuæi, prepadoh se videæi.
For this cause I am full of bitter grief; pains like the pains of a woman in childbirth have come on me: I am bent down with sorrow at what comes to my ears; I am shocked by what I see.
4 Srce mi se smete, groza me poduze; noæ milina mojih pretvori mi se u strah.
My mind is wandering, fear has overcome me: the evening of my desire has been turned into shaking for me.
5 Postavi sto, stražar neka straži; jedi, pij; ustajte knezovi, mažite štitove.
They make ready the table, they put down the covers, they take food and drink. Up! you captains; put oil on your breastplates.
6 Jer ovako mi reèe Gospod: idi, postavi stražara da ti javi što vidi.
For so has the Lord said to me, Go, let a watchman be placed; let him give word of what he sees:
7 I vidje kola, i dva reda konjika; kola s magarcima i kola s kamilama; i pažaše dobro velikom pažnjom.
And when he sees war-carriages, horsemen by twos, war-carriages with asses, war-carriages with camels, let him give special attention.
8 I povika kao lav: gospodaru, ja stojim jednako na straži danju, i stojim na straži po svu noæ.
And the watchman gave a loud cry, O my lord, I am on the watchtower all day, and am placed in my watch every night:
9 I evo doðoše na kolima ljudi, u dva reda konjici. Tada povika i reèe: pade, pade Vavilon, i svi rezani likovi bogova njegovijeh razbiše se o zemlju.
See, here come war-carriages with men, horsemen by twos: and in answer he said, Babylon is made low, is made low, and all her images are broken on the earth.
10 Vršaju moj, i pšenice gumna mojega! što èuh od Gospoda nad vojskama, Boga Izrailjeva, javih vam.
O my crushed ones, the grain of my floor! I have given you the word which came to me from the Lord of armies, the God of Israel.
11 Breme Dumi. Vièe k meni neko sa Sira: stražaru! šta bi noæas? stražaru! šta bi noæas?
The word about Edom. A voice comes to me from Seir, Watchman, how far gone is the night? how far gone is the night?
12 Stražar reèe: doæi æe jutro, ali i noæ; ako æete tražiti, tražite, vratite se, doðite.
The watchman says, The morning has come, but night is still to come: if you have questions to put, put them, and come back again.
13 Breme Arapskoj. Po šumama u Arapskoj noæivaæete, putnici Dedanski!
The word about Arabia. In the thick woods of Arabia will be your night's resting-place, O travelling bands of Dedanites!
14 Iznesite vode pred žedne, koji živite u zemlji Temi, sretite s hljebom bjegunca.
Give water to him who is in need of water; give bread, O men of the land of Tema, to those in flight.
15 Jer æe bježati od maèa, od maèa gologa, od luka zapetoga i od žestokoga boja.
For they are in flight from the sharp sword, and the bent bow, and from the trouble of war.
16 Jer ovako mi reèe Gospod: za godinu, kao što je godina najamnièka, nestaæe sve slave Kidarske.
For so has the Lord said to me, In a year, by the years of a servant working for payment, all the glory of Kedar will come to an end:
17 I što ostane hrabrijeh strijelaca sinova Kidarskih, biæe malo; jer Gospod Bog Izrailjev reèe.
And the rest of the bowmen, the men of war of the children of Kedar, will be small in number: for the Lord, the God of Israel, has said it.
