¹The burden of Damascus. Lo, Damascus is taken away from [being] a city, And it hath been a heap — a ruin.

¹Ennustus Damaskuse kohta: Vaata, Damaskus lakkab olemast linn ja muutub varemeks.

²Forsaken are the cities of Aroer, For droves they are, and they have lain down, And there is none troubling.

²Aroeri linnad jäetakse maha, jäävad karjadele, kes seal lebavad, ilma et ükski neid peletaks.

³And ceased hath the fortress from Ephraim, And the kingdom from Damascus, And the remnant of Aram are as the honour of the sons of Israel, The affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts!

³Efraimist kaob kindel linn ja Damaskusest kuningriik; ja Süüria jäägiga sünnib nagu Iisraeli laste hiilgusegagi, ütleb vägede Issand.

⁴And it hath come to pass, in that day, Wax poor doth the honour of Jacob, And the fatness of his flesh doth wax lean.

⁴Sel päeval jääb väikseks Jaakobi hiilgus ja lahjub tema ihu lihavus,

⁵And it hath come to pass, As the gathering by the reaper of the standing corn, And his arm the ears reapeth, And it hath come to pass, As the gathering of the ears in the valley of Rephaim,

⁵otsekui lõikaja lõikaks kasvavat vilja ja tema käsivars koristaks viljapäid, otsekui nopitaks viljapäid Refaimi orus.

⁶And left in him have been gleanings, As the compassing of an olive, Two — three berries on the top of a branch, Four — five on the fruitful boughs, The affirmation of Jehovah, God of Israel!

⁶Jääb ainult järelkoristus, otsekui õlipuud raputades: kaks, kolm marja ülal ladvas, neli, viis viljapuu okstel, ütleb Issand, Iisraeli Jumal.

⁷In that day doth man look to His Maker, Yea, his eyes to the Holy One of Israel look,

⁷Sel päeval vaatab inimene oma Looja peale ja ta silmad näevad Iisraeli Püha.

⁸And he looketh not unto the altars. The work of his own hands, And that which his own fingers made He seeth not — the shrines and the images.

⁸Ta ei vaata altareile, oma kätetööle, ega näe seda, mis ta sõrmed on teinud, ei viljakustulpi ega suitsutusaltareid.

⁹In that day are the cities of his strength As the forsaken thing of the forest, And the branch that they have left, Because of the sons of Israel, It also hath been a desolation.

⁹Sel päeval on tema tugevad linnad otsekui mahajäetud metsad ja mäetipud, mis Iisraeli laste pärast maha jäeti, ja tühjus võtab maad.

¹⁰Because thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, And the rock of thy strength hast not remembered, Therefore thou plantest plants of pleasantness, And with a strange slip sowest it,

¹⁰Sest sa unustasid oma Pääste-Jumala ega tuletanud meelde oma kindlat kaljut. Seepärast sa siis istutad Adonise aedu ja juurutad võõraid pistikuid.

¹¹In the day thy plant thou causest to become great, And in the morning thy seed makest to flourish, A heap [is] the harvest in a day of overflowing, And of mortal pain.

¹¹Istutamispäeval sa paned nad kasvama ja viid hommikuks oma külvi õitsema, kuid lõikus kaob tõve ja vaigistamatu valu päeval.

¹²Wo [to] the multitude of many peoples, As the sounding of seas they sound; And [to] the wasting of nations, As the wasting of mighty waters they are wasted.

¹²Häda! Paljude rahvaste möll. Need mühavad, otsekui mühaks meri. Rahvahõimude märatsus. Need kohavad, otsekui kohaksid võimsad veed.

¹³Nations as the wasting of many waters are wasted, And He hath pushed against it, And it hath fled afar off, And been pursued as chaff of hills before wind, And as a rolling thing before a hurricane.

¹³Rahvahõimud kohavad, otsekui kohaksid suured veed. Aga tema sõitleb neid ja nad põgenevad kaugele ning neid aetakse taga, otsekui tuul puhub mägedel aganaid, otsekui torm keerutab tolmu.

¹⁴At even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This [is] the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!

¹⁴Õhtul, vaata, on kabuhirm, hommiku tulles ei ole neid enam. See on meie rüüstajate osa ja meie riisujate liisk.