Isaiah 16
1 Fi ọ̀dọ́-àgùntàn ṣe ẹ̀bùn ránṣẹ́ sí aláṣẹ ilẹ̀ náà, láti Sela, kọjá ní aginjù, lọ sí orí òkè ọ̀dọ́mọbìnrin Sioni.
O Lord, send forth the Lamb, the Ruler of the earth, from the Rock of the desert to the mountain of the daughter of Zion.
2 Gẹ́gẹ́ bí alárìnkiri ẹyẹ tí a tì jáde kúrò nínú ìtẹ́, bẹ́ẹ̀ gẹ́gẹ́ ni àwọn obìnrin Moabu ní àwọn ìwọdò Arnoni.
And this shall be: like a bird fleeing away, and like fledglings flying from the nest, so will the daughters of Moab be at the passage of Arnon.
3 “Fún wa ní ìmọ̀ràn ṣe ìpinnu fún wa. Jẹ́ kí òjìji rẹ dàbí òru, ní ọ̀sán gangan. Fi àwọn ìsáǹsá pamọ́, má ṣe fi àwọn aṣàtìpó han.
Form a plan. Call a council. Let your shadow be as if it were night, even at midday. Conceal the fugitives, and do not betray the wanderers.
4 Jẹ́ kí àwọn ìsáǹsá Moabu gbé pẹ̀lú rẹ, jẹ́ ààbò fún wọn kúrò lọ́wọ́ ìparun.” Aninilára yóò wá sí òpin, ìparun yóò dáwọ́ dúró; òfinràn yóò pòórá kúrò lórí ilẹ̀.
My fugitives will live with you. Become a hiding place, O Moab, from the face of the destroyer. For the dust is at its end; the miserable one has been consumed. He who trampled the earth has failed.
5 Nínú ìfẹ́ a ó fi ìdí ìjọba kan múlẹ̀, ní òdodo ọkùnrin kan yóò jókòó lórí rẹ̀ ẹnìkan láti ilé Dafidi wá. Ẹni yóò ṣe ìdájọ́, yóò sì máa wá ìdájọ́, yóò sì máa yára wá ohun tí í ṣe òdodo.
And a throne will be prepared in mercy, and One shall sit upon it in truth, in the tabernacle of David, judging and seeking judgment, and quickly repaying what is just.
6 Àwa ti gbọ́ nípa ìgbéraga Moabu, ìwọ̀sí ìgbéraga rẹ̀ àti fùlenge fùlenge, gààrù rẹ̀ àti àfojúdi rẹ̀, ṣùgbọ́n ìfọ́nnu rẹ̀ jẹ́ ìmúlẹ̀mófo.
We have heard of the pride of Moab; he is very proud. His pride and his arrogance and his indignation is more than his strength.
7 Nítorí náà ni àwọn ará Moabu hu, wọ́n jùmọ̀ hu lórí Moabu. Sọkún kí o sì banújẹ́ fún àkàrà díndín Kiri-Hareseti.
For this reason, Moab will wail to Moab; each one will wail. Speak of their wounds to those who rejoice upon the brick walls.
8 Gbogbo pápá oko Heṣboni ti gbẹ, bákan náà ni àjàrà Sibma rí. Àwọn aláṣẹ àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè wọ́n tẹ àwọn àyànfẹ́ àjàrà mọ́lẹ̀, èyí tí ó ti fà dé Jaseri ó sì ti tàn dé agbègbè aginjù. Àwọn èhíhù rẹ̀ fọ́n jáde, ó sì lọ títí ó fi dé Òkun.
For the suburbs of Heshbon are deserted, and the lords of the Gentiles have cut down the vineyard of Sibmah. Its vines have arrived even at Jazer. They have wandered in the desert. Its seedlings have been abandoned. They have crossed over the sea.
9 Nítorí náà mo sọkún, gẹ́gẹ́ bí Jaseri ṣe sọkún, fún àwọn àjàrà Sibma. Ìwọ Heṣboni, ìwọ Eleale, mo bomirin ọ́ pẹ̀lú omi ojú! Igbe ayọ̀ lórí àwọn èso pípọ́n rẹ àti lórí ìkórè èyí tí o ti mọ́wọ́ dúró.
I will weep with the tears of Jazer over this, the vineyard of Sibmah. I will inebriate you with my tears, Heshbon and Elealeh! For the sound of those who trample has rushed over your vintage and over your harvest.
10 Ayọ̀ àti ìdùnnú ni a ti mú kúrò nínú ọgbà-igi eléso rẹ; kò sí ẹnìkan tí ó kọrin tàbí kígbe nínú ọgbà àjàrà: ẹnikẹ́ni kò fún ọtí níbi ìfúntí, nítorí mo ti fi òpin sí gbogbo igbe.
And so, rejoicing and exultation will be taken away from Carmel, and there will be no jubilation or exultation in the vineyards. He who was accustomed to tread will not tread out the wine in the winepress. I have taken away the sound of those who tread.
11 Ọkàn mi kérora fún Moabu gẹ́gẹ́ bí i dùùrù, àní tọkàntọkàn mi fún ìlú Kiri-Hareseti.
Over this, my heart will resonate like a harp for Moab, and my inner most being for the brick wall.
12 Nígbà tí Moabu farahàn ní ibi gíga rẹ̀, ó ṣe ara rẹ̀ ní wàhálà lásán; nígbà tí ó lọ sí ojúbọ rẹ̀ láti gbàdúrà òfo ni ó jásí.
And this shall be: when it is seen that Moab has struggled upon his high places, he will enter his holy places to pray, but he will not prevail.
13 Èyí ni ọ̀rọ̀ tí Olúwa ti sọ nípa Moabu.
This is the word that the Lord has spoken to Moab concerning that time.
14 Ṣùgbọ́n ní àkókò yìí Olúwa wí pé, “Láàrín ọdún mẹ́ta gẹ́gẹ́ bí ìwọ̀fà tí ó wà lábẹ́ ìdè ọgbà rẹ̀ ti máa kà á, ògo Moabu àti àwọn ọ̀pọ̀ ènìyàn rẹ̀ ni a ó kẹ́gàn, àwọn tí ó sálà nínú rẹ̀ yóò kéré níye, wọn yóò sì jẹ́ akúrẹtẹ̀.”
And now the Lord has spoken, saying: In three years, like the years of a hired hand, the glory of Moab concerning the entire multitude of the people will be taken away, and what is left behind will be small and weak and not so numerous.
