Isaías 17
Riveduta 1927
1Oracolo contro Damasco. Ecco, Damasco è tolto dal numero delle città, e non sarà più che un ammasso di rovine.
2Le città d’Aroer sono abbandonate; son lasciate alle mandre che vi si riposano e niuno le spaventa.
3Non vi sarà più fortezza in Efraim né reame in Damasco; e del residuo di Siria avverrà quel ch’è avvenuto della gloria de’ figliuoli d’Israele, dice l’Eterno degli eserciti.
4In quel giorno, la gloria di Giacobbe sarà menomata, e la pinguedine del suo corpo dimagrerà.
5Avverrà come quando il mietitore raccoglie il grano, e col braccio falcia le spighe; avverrà come quando si raccolgon le spighe nella valle di Refaim.
6Vi rimarrà qualcosa da spigolare, come quando si scuote l’ulivo restan due o tre ulive nelle cime più alte, quattro o cinque nei rami più carichi, dice l’Eterno, l’Iddio d’Israele.
7In quel giorno, l’uomo volgerà lo sguardo verso il suo Creatore, e i suoi occhi guarderanno al Santo d’Israele;
8e non volgerà più lo sguardo verso gli altari, opera delle sue mani; e non guarderà più a quel che le sue dite han fatto, agl’idoli d’Astarte e alle colonne solari.
9In quel giorno, le sue città forti saranno abbandonate, come le foreste e le sommità dei monti furono abbandonate all’avvicinarsi de’ figliuoli d’Israele: sarà una desolazione.
10Perché hai dimenticato l’Iddio della tua salvezza e non ti sei ricordato della ròcca della tua forza; tu ti sei fatto delle piantagioni piacevoli, e hai piantato de’ magliuoli stranieri.
11Il giorno che li piantasti li circondasti d’una siepe, e ben presto facesti fiorire le tue piante: ma la raccolta ti sfugge nel dì dell’angoscia, del disperato dolore.
12Oh che rumore di popoli numerosi! muggono, come muggono i mari.
13Che tumulto di nazioni! tumultuano come tumultuan le grandi acque. Ma Egli le minaccia, ed esse fuggon lontane, cacciate, come la pula de’ monti dal vento, come un turbine di polvere dell’uragano.
14Alla sera, ecco il terrore; prima del mattino, non son più. Ecco la parte di quei che ci spogliano, ecco la sorte di chi ci saccheggia!
Reina-Valera 1909
1CARGA de Damasco. He aquí que Damasco dejó de ser ciudad, y será montón de ruina.
2Las ciudades de Aroer desamparadas, en majadas se tornarán; dormirán allí, y no habrá quien los espante.
3Y cesará el socorro de Ephraim, y el reino de Damasco; y lo que quedare de Siria, será como la gloria de los hijos de Israel, dice Jehová de los ejércitos.
4Y será que en aquel tiempo la gloria de Jacob se atenuará, y enflaqueceráse la grosura de su carne.
5Y será como cuando el segador coge la mies, y con su brazo siega las espigas: será también como el que coge espigas en el valle de Rephaim.
6Y quedarán en él rebuscos, como cuando sacuden el aceituno, dos ó tres granos en la punta del ramo, cuatro ó cinco en sus ramas fructíferas, dice Jehová Dios de Israel.
7En aquel día mirará el hombre á su Hacedor, y sus ojos contemplarán al Santo de Israel.
8Y no mirará á los altares que hicieron sus manos, ni mirará á lo que hicieron sus dedos, ni á los bosques, ni á las imágenes del sol.
9En aquel día las ciudades de su fortaleza serán como los frutos que quedan en los pimpollos y en las ramas, las cuales fueron dejadas á causa de los hijos de Israel; y habrá asolamiento.
10Porque te olvidaste del Dios de tu salud, y no te acordaste de la roca de tu fortaleza; por tanto plantarás plantas hermosas, y sembrarás sarmiento extraño.
11El día que las plantares, las harás crecer, y harás que tu simiente brote de mañana; mas la cosecha será arrebatada en el día del coger, y del dolor desesperado.
12¡Ay! multitud de muchos pueblos que harán ruido como estruendo de la mar: y murmullo de naciones hará alboroto como murmurio de muchas aguas.
13Los pueblos harán estrépito á manera de ruido de grandes aguas: mas Dios le reprenderá, y huirá lejos; será ahuyentado como el tamo de los montes delante del viento, y como el polvo delante del torbellino.
14Al tiempo de la tarde he aquí turbación; y antes de la mañana ya no es. Esta es la parte de los que nos huellan, y la suerte de los que nos saquean.
King James Version
1The burden of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is taken away from being a city, and it shall be a ruinous heap.
2The cities of Aroer are forsaken: they shall be for flocks, which shall lie down, and none shall make them afraid.
3The fortress also shall cease from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus, and the remnant of Syria: they shall be as the glory of the children of Israel, saith the LORD of hosts.
4And in that day it shall come to pass, that the glory of Jacob shall be made thin, and the fatness of his flesh shall wax lean.
5And it shall be as when the harvestman gathereth the corn, and reapeth the ears with his arm; and it shall be as he that gathereth ears in the valley of Rephaim.
6Yet gleaning grapes shall be 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 fruitful branches thereof, saith the LORD God of Israel.
7At that day shall a man look to his Maker, and his eyes shall have respect to the Holy One of Israel.
8And he shall not look to the altars, the work of his hands, neither shall respect that which his fingers have made, either the groves, or the images.
9In that day shall his strong cities be as a forsaken bough, and an uppermost branch, which they left because of the children of Israel: and there shall be desolation.
10Because thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, and hast not been mindful of the rock of thy strength, therefore shalt thou plant pleasant plants, and shalt set it with strange slips:
11In the day shalt thou make thy plant to grow, and in the morning shalt thou make thy seed to flourish: but the harvest shall be a heap in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.
12Woe to the multitude of many people, which make a noise like the noise of the seas; and to the rushing of nations, that make a rushing like the rushing of mighty waters!
13The nations shall rush like the rushing of many waters: but God shall rebuke them, and they shall flee far off, and shall be chased as the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like a rolling thing before the whirlwind.
14And behold at eveningtide trouble; and before the morning he is not. This is the portion of them that spoil us, and the lot of them that rob us.
World English Bible
1The burden of Damascus. “Behold, Damascus is taken away from being a city, and it will be a ruinous heap.
2The cities of Aroer are forsaken. They will be for flocks, which shall lie down, and no one shall make them afraid.
3The fortress shall cease from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus, and the remnant of Syria. They will be as the glory of the children of Israel,” says the LORD of Armies.
4“It will happen in that day that the glory of Jacob will be made thin, and the fatness of his flesh will become lean.
5It will be like when the harvester gathers the wheat, and his arm reaps the grain. Yes, it will be like when one gleans grain in the valley of Rephaim.
6Yet gleanings will be left there, like the shaking of an olive tree, two or three olives in the top of the uppermost bough, four or five in the outermost branches of a fruitful tree,” says the LORD, the God of Israel.
7In that day, people will look to their Maker, and their eyes will have respect for the Holy One of Israel.
8They will not look to the altars, the work of their hands; neither shall they respect that which their fingers have made, either the Asherah poles or the incense altars.
9In that day, their strong cities will be like the forsaken places in the woods and on the mountain top, which were forsaken from before the children of Israel; and it will be a desolation.
10For you have forgotten the God of your salvation, and have not remembered the rock of your strength. Therefore you plant pleasant plants, and set out foreign seedlings.
11In the day of your planting, you hedge it in. In the morning, you make your seed blossom, but the harvest flees away in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.
12Ah, 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!
13The nations will rush like the rushing of many waters, but he will rebuke them, and they will flee far off, and will be chased like the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like the whirling dust before the storm.
14At evening, behold, terror! Before the morning, they are no more. This is the portion of those who plunder us, and the lot of those who rob us.