Nahum 2
1 Protiv tebe dolazi rušitelj. Postavi stražu na bedeme, gledaj na put, opaši bedra, saberi sve svoje snage.
The destroyer is come before thy face: keepe the munition: looke to the way: make thy loynes strong: increase thy strength mightily.
2 Da, Jahve će obnoviti vinograd Jakovljev i vinograd Izraelov. Pljačkaši ih opljačkali, mladice im potrli.
For the Lord hath turned away the glorie of Iaakob, as the glorie of Israel: for the emptiers haue emptied them out, and marred their vine branches.
3 Štitovi njegovih junaka crvene se, njegovi su ratnici u grimizu; ognjem blista čelik na njihovim bojnim kolima kad krenu u boj; konji im se propinju.
The shield of his mightie men is made red: the valiant men are in skarlet: the charets shalbe as in the fire and flames in the day of his preparation, and the firre trees shall tremble.
4 Po ulicama bjesne bojna kola, lete preko trgova; na pogled su baklje goruće; kao munje, samo sijevaju.
The charets shall rage in the streetes: they shall runne to and from in the hie wayes: they shall seeme like lampes: they shall shoote like the lightning.
5 Pozivaju se borci odabrani, bacaju se u rovove, hrle brzo na bedeme, već je zaklon postavljen.
He shall remember his strong men: they shall stumble as they goe: they shall make haste to the walles thereof, and the defence shall bee prepared.
6 Vrata koja gledaju na Rijeku otvaraju se, strava je u palači.
The gates of the riuers shalbe opened, and the palace shall melt.
7 Podižu, u izgnanstvo odvode Gospodaricu, robinjice njene cvile, tuguju kao golubice, u prsa se udaraju.
And Huzzab the Queene shalbe led away captiue, and her maides shall leade her as with the voyce of doues, smiting vpon their breastes.
8 Niniva je nabujalo jezero, oni bježe pred vodom njezinom. “Zaustavite se, stanite!” Ali se nitko ne okreće.
But Nineueh is of olde like a poole of water: yet they shall flee away. Stande, stande, shall they crie: but none shall looke backe.
9 “Grabite srebro! Grabite zlato!” Blagu kraja nema, obilje dragocjenosti!
Spoyle ye the siluer, spoyle the golde: for there is none ende of the store, and glorie of all the pleasant vessels.
10 Pljačkanje, haranje, razaranje! Srce zamire, koljena klecaju, u bedrima drhtavica, svima su lica poblijedjela.
She is emptie and voyde and waste, and the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and sorowe is in all loynes, and the faces of the all gather blackenesse.
11 Gdje je skrovište lavovima i log lavićima? Kad je lav izlazio, lavica je ostajala i lavovi mališani; plašio ih nitko nije.
Where is the dwelling of the lyons, and the pasture of the lyons whelpes? where the lyon, and the lionesse walked, and the lyons whelpe, and none made them afrayde.
12 Lav je grabio za svoje laviće, davio je za svoje lavice; svoje spilje punio je plijenom, svoja skrovišta lovinom.
The lyon did teare in pieces ynough for his whelpes, and woryed for his lyonesse, and filled his holes with praye, and his dennes with, spoyle.
13 “Evo me! Tebi!” - riječ je Jahve nad Vojskama. “Pretvorit ću u dim tvoja bojna kola, mač će poklati tvoje laviće. Istrijebit ću sa zemlje tvoja pljačkanja, i neće se više čuti povik tvojih glasnika.”
Beholde, I come vnto thee, sayeth the Lord of hostes, and I will burne her charets in the smoke, and the sworde shall deuoure thy yong lyons, and I will cut off thy spoyle from the earth, and the voyce of thy messengers shall no more be heard.
