ʻIsaia 16

1 Ke mou fekau ke ʻave ʻae lami ki he pule ʻoe fonua mei Sila ʻo aʻu ki he toafa, ki he moʻunga ʻoe ʻofefine ʻo Saione.

Send a lamb [to] the ruler of the land, From Selah in the wilderness, To the mountain of the daughter of Zion.

2 Koeʻuhi ʻe hangē ko e manu he ʻoku kapusi mei hono pununga, ʻe pehē ʻae ʻofefine ʻo Moape ʻi he ngaahi potu mamaha ʻa ʻAlinoni.

And it has come to pass, As a wandering bird, cast out of a nest, Are daughters of Moab, [at] fords of Arnon.

3 Mou fakakaukau, fai fakapotopoto; ngaohi hoʻatā ke hangē ko e pō ʻi he hoʻatāmālie; fufū ʻae kau ʻāuhē; ʻoua naʻa fakahā ʻaia ʻoku ʻalu hēhē.

Bring in counsel, do judgment, Make your shadow as night in the midst of noon, Hide outcasts, do not reveal the wanderer.

4 Tuku ke nofo kiate koe ʻa ʻeku kau ʻāuhē, ʻe Moape; ke ke hoko ko e ungaʻanga kiate kinautolu mei he mata ʻoe kaihaʻa: he kuo ngata ʻaia ʻoku fakamālohi, kuo tuku ʻae kaihaʻa, kuo ʻauha ʻae kau fakamamahi mei he fonua.

My outcasts sojourn in you, O Moab, Be a secret hiding place for them, From the face of a destroyer, For the extortioner has ceased, Devastation has been finished, The tramplers are consumed out of the land.

5 Pea ʻe fokotuʻumaʻu ʻae nofoʻanga ʻoe tuʻi ʻi he ʻaloʻofa: pea te ne nofo ai ʻi he moʻoni ʻi he fale fehikitaki ʻo Tevita, ʻo fai ʻae fakamaau, pea kumi ki he angatonu, mo fakavave ʻae māʻoniʻoni.

And the throne is established in kindness, And [One] has sat on it in truth, in the tent of David, Judging and seeking judgment, and hastening righteousness.

6 Kuo mau fanongo ki he laukau ʻa Moape; ʻoku laukau ʻaupito ia: ʻio ʻi heʻene fielahi, mo ʻene laukau, mo ʻene ʻita: ka ko e meʻa taʻeʻaonga ʻene ngaahi loi.

We have heard of the pride of Moab—very proud, His pride, and his arrogance, and his wrath—his boastings [are] not right.

7 Ko ia ʻe tāngiloa ʻa Moape koeʻuhi ko Moape, ʻe tangi ʻae kakai kotoa pē: te mou mamahi koeʻuhi ko e ngaahi tuʻunga ʻo Kili-Haleseti; he ko e moʻoni kuo taaʻi ʻakinautolu.

Therefore Moab howls for Moab, all of it howls, It meditates for the grape-cakes of Kir-Hareseth, They are surely struck.

8 He kuo mae ʻae ngoue ʻo Hesiponi, pea mo e vaine ʻo Sipima: kuo fesiʻi hifo ʻe he houʻeiki ʻoe hiteni ʻa hono ngaahi ʻakau lelei, kuo nau haʻu ki Sesa, naʻa nau ʻalu fano ʻi he toafa: kuo mafola atu hono ngaahi vaʻa, kuo nau ika ʻi he tahi.

Because fields of Heshbon languish, The vine of Sibmah, Lords of nations beat her choice vines, They have come to Jazer, They have wandered in a wilderness, Her plants have spread themselves, They have passed over a sea.

9 Ko ia te u tangi ʻi he tangi ʻo Sesa koeʻuhi ko e vaine ʻo Sipima: te u fakaviviku koe ʻaki hoku loʻimata, ʻE Hesiponi, mo ʻIliale: he kuo ʻosi ʻae kalanga koeʻuhi ko e ngaahi fua ʻoe faʻahitaʻu mafana pea mo hoʻo ututaʻu.

Therefore I weep with the weeping of Jazer, The vine of Sibmah, I water you [with] my tear, O Heshbon and Elealeh, For—for your summer fruits, and for your harvest, The shouting has fallen.

10 Kuo toʻo ʻo mole ʻae fiefia, mo e nekeneka mei he ʻapi mahu; pea ʻe ʻikai ha hiva, pe ha kalanga ʻe fai ʻi he ngaahi ngoue vaine: ʻe ʻikai toe malaki ha uaine ʻe he kau malaki ʻi he ngaahi tataʻoʻanga; kuo u pule ke tuku ʻenau kalanga fiefia.

And gladness and joy have been removed from the fruitful field, And they do not sing in vineyards, nor shout, The treader does not tread wine in the presses, I have caused shouting to cease.

11 Ko ia ʻe tangi ʻa hoku fatu ʻo hangē ko ha haʻape koeʻuhi ko Moape, mo hoku toʻotoʻonga koeʻuhi ko Kili-Haleseti.

Therefore my bowels sound as a harp for Moab, And my inward parts for Kir-Haresh.

12 Pea ʻe hoko ʻo pehē, ʻoka hā mai kuo ongosia ʻa Moape ʻi he potu māʻolunga, pea te ne haʻu ki hono potu tapu ke hū; ka e ʻikai te ne lavaʻi.

And it has come to pass, when it has been seen, That Moab has been weary on the high place, And he has come to his sanctuary to pray, And is not able.

13 Ko eni ʻae folofola kuo folofolaʻaki ʻe Sihova, ki Moape talu ʻae kuonga ko ia.

This [is] the word that YHWH has spoken to Moab from that time,

14 Ka ko eni kuo folofola ʻa Sihova, ʻo pehē, “ʻI he teʻeki kakato ʻae taʻu ʻe tolu, hangē ko e taʻu ʻo ha taha ʻoku ngāue kae totongi, ʻe fakavaivaiʻi ʻae nāunau ʻo Moape, mo e fuʻu tokolahi ʻoku ʻi ai; pea ʻe siʻi ʻaupito pea vaivai ʻa hono toenga.”

And now YHWH has spoken, saying, “In three years, as years of a hired worker, The glory of Moab is lightly esteemed, With all the great multitude, And the remnant [is] little, small, not mighty!”