Nahum 3
1 Anunae thii aka long khopuei aih, a pum la laithae tih longrhak ah bae, maeh khaw hlong tlaih pawh.
Woe to the bloody city! Full of lies and plunder, without end is the spoil.
2 Rhuihet ol neh hinghuennah kah lengkho ol mai neh. Marhang khaw rhetlo tih leng khaw a soek.
Hear the crack of the whip, hear the rattle of wheels. Galloping horses, jolting chariots.
3 Marhang caem te cet tih cunghang hmaihluei neh, khopha caai neh, rhokpam cungkuem neh rhok khaw hmoeng. Te dongah rhok te bawt pawt tih a rhok dongah paloe la paloe uh.
Horsemen charging, swords flashing, spears glittering, a multitude of slain, a heap of bodies, no end to the corpses over which people stumble!
4 Pumyoi kah pumyoihnah boeih, sungrhai hnam kah mikdaithen kah a then loh a pumyoihnah neh namtom a yoih tih a sungrhai neh hlang koca a yoih.
‘Because you acted like a whore, bewitching the nations, enticing the peoples,
5 Nang taengah ka pai coeng he. He tah caempuei BOEIPA kah olphong ni. Na hnihmoi te na maelhmai duela kan hliphen vetih na yangyal te namtom taengah, na yah te ram tom ah ka tueng ni.
I am against you, Nineveh’ the Lord of hosts declares. ‘I will strip your clothes and show the nations your nakedness, and the kingdoms your shame.
6 Nang dongkah sarhingkoi te ka voeih vetih nang kan tahah sak ni. Te vaengah nang te sawtkoi la kang khueh ni.
‘I will fling loathsome filth at you, and make you an object of contempt, a spectacle,
7 Ana om dae lah, nang aka hmu boeih tah nang lamloh suel ni. Te vaengah, “Nineveh tah rhoelrhak uh coeng, anih ham unim aka rhaehba lah ve? Nang aka hloep te melam ka tlap eh?” a ti ni.
so that everyone who sees you will flee from you and say: “Nineveh is laid waste, who will mourn for her?”
8 Sokko tui ah aka om Amon No lakah na then nim? Te tah a taengah rhalmahvong pin om tih a vongtung he tuipuei lamloh tuipuei duela om.
‘Are you any better than Thebes, which stood on the banks of the Nile, with waters around as a rampart, whose wall was the sea of waters?
9 Kusah neh Egypt kah a thaa khaw bawt pawh. Put neh Lubim khaw nang bomnah dongah om rhoi.
Her strength was Ethiopia and Egypt. The Libyans were her helpers, and Put with its countless people.
10 Tedae anih tah vangsawn ah tamna la cet. A camoe rhoek khaw tol takuem ah a lu a til pauh. A thangpom rhoek te hmulung a naan thil uh tih a hlanglen boeih rhoek te hmaipom neh a siing uh.
Yet she was exiled and made captive. On all corners of the streets her infants were dashed to pieces. Lots were cast for her nobles, all her great ones were bound in chains.
11 Nang khaw na rhuihmil vetih aka thuh uh la na om ni. Namah te thunkha taeng lamloh lunghim na tlap bal ni.
‘You too, Nineveh, will be drunk with fear; you too will seek a place of escape from the foe.
12 Na hmuencak boeih te thaihcuek neh a hlinghloek vaengah aka ca kah ka khuila aka cuhu thaibu banghui ni.
All your fortresses are fig trees with the first ripe figs; if shaken, they fall into the mouth of the eater!
13 Na pilnam aih ke, huta rhoek khaw namah khui ah na thunkha la om coeng. Na khohmuen vongka te ah la ah coeng tih na thohkalh te hmai loh a hlawp coeng.
Your troops are weak as women before your foes; the gates of your land are wide open; your defenses burned down.
14 Vongup tui te namah hamla than laeh. Na hmuencak khaw moem laeh. Tangnong te paan lamtah taplai la til laeh. Taptlang khaw tlaih laeh.
‘Draw water for the siege, strengthen your forts. Go to the clay pits and tread the clay; take up the brick moulds.
15 Nang te hmai loh n'hlawp pahoi vetih cunghang long khaw nang n'saii ni. Nang te lungang bangla n'caak ni. Lungang bangla pung vaikhai lamtah kaisih bangla pung vaikhai.
There the fire will consume you, the sword will cut you down. Multiply like the locust or a swarm of grasshoppers.
16 Na thimpom te vaan kah aisi lakah na ping sak dae lungang loh a cilh vaengah ding bitni.
Increase the numbers of your merchants until they are more than the stars of heaven,
17 Na taengom rhoek te kaisih banghui ni. Na rhalboei rhoek khaw yuet banghui ni. Yuet he khosik hnin ah tah tanglung dongah rhaeh dae, khomik a thoeng nen tah poeng sumsoek tih a hmuen mela a om khaw mingpha pawh.
until your watchmen are locusts, and your scribes like grasshoppers, which swarm in the hedges on a cold day; but when the sun rises they fly away, no one knows where.
18 Assyria manghai nang aka dawn rhoek te a mikku coeng. Namah kah a khuet rhoek khaw om sut uh coeng. Na pilnam te tlang ah pet uh tih aka coi om pawh.
‘King of Assyria: your princes slumber, your nobles sleep! Your people are scattered on the mountains with no one to gather them!
19 Na pocinah dongah toinah om pawh. Na hmasoe khaw nue coeng. Na boethae loh a dom te a bawt yoeyah pawt dongah na olthang aka ya boeih loh nang taengah kut a ving uh ni.
There is no healing for your hurt, your wound is incurable. All who hear of your fate clap their hands in joy, for who has escaped your limitless cruelty?’
