Isaya 17
1 Chirevo pamusoro peDhamasiko: “Tarirai, Dhamasiko harichazovazve guta, asi richava murwi wamatongo.
The burden of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is taken away from being a city, and it shall be a ruinous heap.
2 Maguta eAroeri achasiyiwa uye achava mafuro ezvipfuyo, izvo zvichavata pasi, pasina anozvivhundutsa.
The cities of Aroer are forsaken. They shall be for flocks, which shall lie down, and none shall make them afraid.
3 Maguta akakomberedzwa namasvingo achanyangarika achibva pana Efuremu, uye simba roushe kubva paDhamasiko; vakasara veAramu vachava sembiri yavaIsraeri,” ndizvo zvinotaura Jehovha Wamasimba Ose.
And the fortress shall cease from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus. And the remnant of Syria, they shall be as the glory of the sons of Israel, says Jehovah of hosts.
4 “Pazuva iro kukudzwa kwaJakobho kuchapera; mafuta omuviri wake achapera.
And it shall come to pass in that day, that the glory of Jacob shall be made thin, and the fatness of his flesh shall grow lean.
5 Zvichafanana nomukohwi anokohwa madzinde akamira, uyo anokohwa zviyo noruoko rwake, sezvinoita murume anononga hura dzezviyo muMupata weRefaimi.
And it shall be as when the harvestman gathers the standing grain, and his arm reaps the ears. Yea, it shall be as when he gleans ears in the valley of Rephaim.
6 Kunyange zvakadaro dzimwe tsanga dzichasara, sezvinoita muorivhi kana wazunzwa, uchisiya maorivhi maviri kana matatu pamatavi okumusoro-soro, mana kana mashanu pamatavi makuru anobereka,” ndizvo zvinotaura Jehovha Mwari waIsraeri.
Yet there shall be gleanings left in it, as the shaking of an olive tree-two or three berries in the top of the uppermost bough, four or five in the outmost branches of a fruitful tree, says Jehovah, the God of Israel.
7 Pazuva iro vanhu vachatarira kuMusiki wavo, vagodzorera meso avo kuMutsvene waIsraeri.
In that day men shall look to their maker, and their eyes shall have respect for the Holy One of Israel.
8 Havachazotarisi kuaritari, iro basa ramaoko avo, uye havachazovi nehanya nematanda aAshera nearitari dzezvinonhuhwira dzakaitwa neminwe yavo.
And they shall not look to the altars, the work of their hands, nor shall they have respect for that which their fingers have made, either the Asherim, or the sun-images.
9 Pazuva iro maguta avo akasimba avakasiya nokuda kwavaIsraeri, achafanana nenzvimbo dzakaregerwa kuti dzive matenhere nezvinomera pasi pavo. Uye ose achava matongo.
In that day their strong cities shall be as the forsaken places in the woodland and on the mountain top, which were forsaken from before the sons of Israel, and it shall be a desolation.
10 Nokuti wakanganwa Mwari Muponesi wako, hauna kurangarira Dombo, iyo nhare yako. Naizvozvo, kunyange ukazvisimira miti yakanakisisa, uye ukadyara mizambiringa inobva kune dzimwe nyika,
For thou have forgotten the God of thy salvation, and have not been mindful of the rock of thy strength. Therefore thou plant pleasant plants, and set it with foreign slips.
11 kunyange pazuva raunoisima, ugoita kuti ikure, ugoita kuti ive namaruva, asi mukohwo uchava sapasina pazuva rehosha nokurwadziwa kusingarapiki.
In the day of thy planting thou hedge it in, and in the morning thou make thy seed to blossom. But the harvest flees away in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.
12 Haiwa, kutinhira kwendudzi zhinji, dzinotinhira sokutinhira kwegungwa! Haiwa, kuomba kwamarudzi anoomba kufanana nokutinhira kwemvura zhinji!
Ah, the uproar of many peoples, who roar like the roaring of the seas, and the rushing of nations, that rush like the rushing of mighty waters!
13 Kunyange vanhu vakaomba sokutinhira kwamafungu emvura, paanovatuka vachatizira kure, vachidzingirirwa nemhepo sehundi pamusoro pezvikomo, kufanana nouswa hunozungunuswa pamberi pedutu guru.
The nations shall rush like the rushing of many waters, but he shall rebuke them. And they shall flee far off, and shall be chased as the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like the whirling dust before the storm.
14 Munguva yamadekwana, pachava nokutyisa! Kusati kwaedza, havachipo! Uyu ndiwo mugove wavaya vanotibira, nomubayiro wavanotipamba.
At eventide, behold, terror, and before the morning they are not. This is the portion of those who despoil us, and the lot of those who rob us.
