But as for you, O mountains of Israel, shoot ye forth your branches, and yield your fruit to my people of Israel: for they are at hand to come.
Naye mmwe, ai ensozi za Isiraeri, mulisuula amatabi gammwe, ne mubalira abantu bange Isiraeri ebibala byammwe; kubanga banaatera okujja. Kubanga, laba, nze ndi ku lwammwe, era ndikyukira gye muli, nammwe mulirimibwa, mulisigibwa: