Isaya 16
1 Tumirai mutero wamakwayana kumutongi wenyika, kubva kuSera, zvichiyambukira kurenje, kugomo roMwanasikana weZioni.
Send ye a lamb [to] the ruler of the land, From Selah in the wilderness, Unto the mount of the daughter of Zion.
2 Kufanana neshiri dzadzungaira dzichisundidzirwa kubva mudendere, ndizvo zvakaita vakadzi veMoabhu pamazambuko eAmoni.
And it hath come to pass, As a wandering bird, a nest cast out, Are daughters of Moab, [at] fords of Arnon.
3 “Tipeiwo zano, ruramisirai. Ita mumvuri wako kuti ufanane nousiku, pamasikati makuru. Viga vatizi, usapandukira vapoteri.
Bring ye in counsel, do judgment, Make as night thy shadow in the midst of noon, Hide outcasts, the wanderer reveal not.
4 Rega vatizi veMoabhu vagare newe, iva utiziro hwavo kubva kumuparadzi.” Mutambudzi achasvika kumagumo, uye kuparadza kuchapera; mudenhi achatsakatika panyika.
Sojourn in thee do My outcasts, O Moab, Be a secret hiding-place to them, From the face of a destroyer, For ceased hath the extortioner, Finished hath been a destroyer, Consumed the treaders down out of the land.
5 Murudo, chigaro choushe chichasimbiswa; mukutendeka, munhu achagarapo, mumwe anobva kuimba yaDhavhidhi, uyo anoti achitonga anotsvaka kururamisira, uye achikurumidza kuita zvakarurama.
And established in kindness is the throne, And [one] hath sat on it in truth, in the tent of David, Judging and seeking judgment, and hasting righteousness.
6 Takanzwa nezvokuzvikudza kwaMoabhu, namanyawi ake makuru uye kuzvida kwake, kuzvikudza kwake nokuvirima kwake, asi kuzvirumbidza kwake hakuna maturo.
We have heard of the pride of Moab — very proud, His pride, and his arrogance, and his wrath, Not right [are] his devices.
7 Naizvozvo vaMoabhu voungudza, vanoungudzira Moabhu pamwe chete. Chemai musuwe nokuda kwavarume veKiri Hareseti.
Therefore howl doth Moab for Moab, all of it doth howl, For the grape-cakes of Kir-Hareseth it meditateth, Surely they are smitten.
8 Minda yeHeshibhoni yaoma uye mazambiringa eSibhima aomawo. Vatongi vendudzi vatsika-tsika mizambiringa yakaisvonaka, iyo yaimbosvika kuJazeri uye yaitandira yakananga kurenje. Mabukira ayo aitandira kusvika kugungwa.
Because fields of Heshbon languish, The vine of Sibmah, Lords of nations did beat her choice vines, Unto Jazer they have come, They have wandered in a wilderness, Her plants have spread themselves, They have passed over a sea.
9 Saka ndinochema, sokuchema kweJazeri, nokuda kwemizambiringa yeSibhima. Haiwa Heshibhoni, haiwa Ereare, ndichakudiridza nemisodzi! Ruzha rwomufaro pamusoro pemizambiringa yakaibva napamusoro pezvamakakohwa rwanyaradzwa.
Therefore I weep with the weeping of Jazer, The vine of Sibmah, I water thee [with] my tear, O Heshbon and Elealeh, For — for thy summer fruits, and for thy harvest, The shouting hath fallen.
10 Mufaro nokufarisisa zvabviswa paminda yemizambiringa; hapana anoimba kana kuita ruzha muminda yemizambiringa; hapana anosvina waini pazvisviniro, nokuti ndagumisa ruzha rwacho.
And removed have been gladness and joy from the fruitful field, And in vineyards they sing not, nor shout, Wine in the presses treadeth not the treader, Shouting I have caused to cease.
11 Mwoyo wangu unorira nokuda kwaMoabhu, kufanana nokurira kwembira, mukati kati mangu munorira nokuda kweKiri Hareseti.
Therefore my bowels for Moab as a harp do sound, And mine inward parts for Kir-Haresh.
12 Zvino kana Moabhu achizviratidza panzvimbo dzake dzakakwirira, anenge achingozvinetsa pachake; paanoenda kuimba yake kunonyengetera, zvinenge zvisina chazvinobatsira,
And it hath come to pass, when it hath been seen, That weary hath been Moab on the high place, And he hath come unto his sanctuary to pray, And is not able.
13 Iri ndiro shoko rakataurwa kare naJehovha pamusoro peMoabhu.
This [is] the word that Jehovah hath spoken unto Moab from that time,
14 Asi zvino Jehovha anoti, “Makore matatu asati apfuura, sokuverengwa kwaangaitwa nomuranda akazvisunga kubatira mubayiro, kukudzwa kweMoabhu navanhu vake vose vakawanda kuchazvidzwa, uye vakapunyuka vake vachava vashoma kwazvo uye vasina simba.”
And now hath Jehovah spoken, saying, 'In three years, as years of an hireling, Lightly esteemed is the honour of Moab, With all the great multitude, And the remnant [is] little, small, not mighty!'
