Nahum 2
1 Protiv tebe dolazi rušitelj. Postavi stražu na bedeme, gledaj na put, opaši bedra, saberi sve svoje snage.
He who dashes in pieces has come up against you. Keep the fortress. Watch the way. Strengthen your waist. Fortify your power mightily.
2 Da, Jahve će obnoviti vinograd Jakovljev i vinograd Izraelov. Pljačkaši ih opljačkali, mladice im potrli.
For Jehovah restores the excellency of Jacob, as the excellency of Israel; for the destroyers have destroyed them, and ruined 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 mighty men is made red. The valiant men are in scarlet. The chariots flash with steel in the day of his preparation, and the pine spears are brandished.
4 Po ulicama bjesne bojna kola, lete preko trgova; na pogled su baklje goruće; kao munje, samo sijevaju.
The chariots rage in the streets. They rush back and forth in the broad ways. Their appearance is like torches. They run like the lightnings.
5 Pozivaju se borci odabrani, bacaju se u rovove, hrle brzo na bedeme, već je zaklon postavljen.
He summons his picked troops. They stumble on their way. They dash to its wall, and the protective shield is put in place.
6 Vrata koja gledaju na Rijeku otvaraju se, strava je u palači.
The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace is dissolved.
7 Podižu, u izgnanstvo odvode Gospodaricu, robinjice njene cvile, tuguju kao golubice, u prsa se udaraju.
It is decreed: she is uncovered, she is carried away; and her handmaids moan as with the voice of doves, beating on their breasts.
8 Niniva je nabujalo jezero, oni bježe pred vodom njezinom. “Zaustavite se, stanite!” Ali se nitko ne okreće.
But Nineveh has been from of old like a pool of water, yet they flee away. "Stop. Stop." they cry, but no one looks back.
9 “Grabite srebro! Grabite zlato!” Blagu kraja nema, obilje dragocjenosti!
Take the spoil of silver. Take the spoil of gold, for there is no end of the store, the glory of all goodly furniture.
10 Pljačkanje, haranje, razaranje! Srce zamire, koljena klecaju, u bedrima drhtavica, svima su lica poblijedjela.
She is empty, void, and waste. The heart melts, the knees knock together, their bodies and faces have grown pale.
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 den of the lions, and the feeding place of the young lions, where the lion and the lioness walked, the lion's cubs, and no one made them afraid?
12 Lav je grabio za svoje laviće, davio je za svoje lavice; svoje spilje punio je plijenom, svoja skrovišta lovinom.
The lion tore in pieces enough for his cubs, and strangled for his lionesses, and filled his caves with the kill, and his dens with prey.
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.”
"Look, I am against you," says Jehovah of hosts, "and I will burn her chariots in the smoke, and the sword will devour your young lions; and I will cut off your prey from the earth, and the voice of your messengers will no longer be heard."
