Izaija 16
1 Pošljite jagnje k vladarju dežele iz Sele k divjini, h gori hčere sionske.
Send rams to the ruler of the land from Selah in the wilderness, to the mount of the daughter of Zion.
2 Kajti zgodilo se bo, da kakor je tavajoč ptič vržen iz gnezda, tako bodo moábske hčere pri prehodih Arnóna.
As wandering birds, as a scattered nest, so the women of Moab are at the fords of the Arnon River.
3 Posvetuj se, izvrši sodbo, svojo senco naredi kakor noč v sredi opoldneva, skrij pregnance, ne izdaj tistega, ki tava.
“Give instruction, execute justice; provide some shade like night in the middle of the day; hide the fugitives; do not betray the fugitives.
4 Naj moji pregnanci prebivajo s teboj, Moáb. Bodi jim skrivališče pred obličjem plenilca. Izsiljevalec je pri koncu, plenilec pojenjuje, kajti zatiralci so použiti iz dežele.
Let them live among you, the refugees from Moab; be a hiding place for them from the destroyer.” For the oppression will stop, and destruction will cease, those who trample will disappear from the land.
5 V usmiljenju bo prestol postavljen in sedel bo na njem v resnici, v Davidovem šotorskem svetišču, sodeč, iščoč sodbe in pospešujoč pravičnost.
A throne will be established in covenant faithfulness; and one from David's tent will faithfully sit there. He will judge as he seeks justice and does righteousness.
6 Slišali smo o Moábovem ponosu; zelo je ponosen, celó o njegovi oholosti in njegovem ponosu in njegovem besu, toda njegove laži ne bodo takšne.
We have heard of Moab's pride, his arrogance, his boasting, and his anger. But his boastings are empty words.
7 Zato bo Moáb tulil za Moábom, vsi bodo tulili, kajti temelji Kir Heresa bodo žalovali; zagotovo so udarjeni.
So Moab wails for Moab—they all wail! Mourn, you who are utterly destroyed, for the raisin cakes of Kir Hareseth.
8 Kajti hešbónska polja pešajo in vino iz Sibme. Gospodarji poganov so zlomili njegove glavne sadike, prišli so celó do Jazêrja, tavali so skozi divjino. Njegovi poganjki se iztezajo, odšli so preko morja.
The fields of Heshbon have dried up as well as the vines of Sibmah. The rulers of the nations have trampled the choice vines that reached to Jazer and spread into the desert. Its shoots spread abroad; they went over to the sea.
9 Zato bom z jokom objokoval sibmansko trto iz Jazêrja. Namakal te bom s svojimi solzami, oh Hešbón in Elaléja, zaradi vpitja za tvojimi poletnimi sadovi in ker je tvoja žetev propadla.
Indeed I will weep along with Jazer for the vineyard of Sibmah. I will water you with my tears, Heshbon, and Elealeh. For on your fields of summer fruits and harvest I have ended the shouts of joy.
10 Veselje je odvzeto in radost iz obilnega polja in v vinogradih ne bo prepevanja niti ne bo vriskanja niti tam ne bo vpitja. Tlačitelji ne bodo tlačili nobenega vina v svojih stiskalnicah; njihovemu vriskanju ob trgatvi sem naredil, da odneha.
Gladness and joy are taken away from the fruit tree groves; and there is no singing, or shouts in the vineyards. No one treads out wine in the presses, for I have put an end to the shouts of the one who treads.
11 Zato bo moja notranjost zvenela kakor harfa za Moábom in moji notranji deli za Kir Heresom.
So my heart sighs like a harp for Moab, and my inward being for Kir Hareseth.
12 In zgodilo se bo, ko bo videno, da je Moáb izmučen na visokih krajih, da bo prišel k svojemu svetišču, da moli, toda ne bo prevladal.
When Moab wears himself out on the high place and enters his temple to pray, his prayers will accomplish nothing.
13 To je beseda, ki jo je od tistega časa Gospod govoril glede Moába.
This is the word that Yahweh spoke concerning Moab previously.
14 Toda sedaj je Gospod govoril, rekoč: »Znotraj treh let, kakor so najemnikova leta in Moábova slava bo zaničevana z vso tisto veliko množico in preostanek bo zelo majhen in slaboten.«
Again Yahweh speaks, “Within three years, the glory of Moab will disappear; in spite of his many people, the remnant will be very few and insignificant.”
