Nahum 3
1 Teško gradu krvničkom, pun je laži, prepun grabeža, s pljačkanjem on ne prestaje!
Woe to the bloody city! It is all full of lies and robbery—no end to the prey.
2 Slušajte! Pucaju bičem! Slušajte! Štropot točkova! Konji upropanj, kola poskakuju.
The noise of the whip, the noise of the rattling of wheels, prancing horses, and bounding chariots,
3 Konjanici u stremenu, mačevi sjaju, koplja sijevaju ... gomile ranjenih, snopovi mrtvih, trupla unedogled, svuda se o truplo spotiče!
the horseman charging, and the flashing sword, the glittering spear, and a multitude of slain, and a great heap of corpses, and there is no end of the bodies. They stumble on their bodies
4 Eto plaće za razvrat bludnice, ljupke ljubaznice, vješte čarobnice koja je zavodila narode svojim razvratom i plemena svojim čaranjima.
because of the multitude of the prostitution of the alluring prostitute, the mistress of witchcraft, who sells nations through her prostitution, and families through her witchcraft.
5 “Evo me! Tebi!” - riječ je Jahve nad Vojskama. “Na tvoje lice podignut ću skute tvoje haljine, tvoju golotinju pokazat ću narodima, tvoju sramotu kraljevstvima.
“Behold, I am against you,” says the LORD of Armies, “and I will lift your skirts over your face. I will show the nations your nakedness, and the kingdoms your shame.
6 Bacit ću na tebe smeće, osramotit ću te, izložiti na stup sramote.
I will throw abominable filth on you and make you vile, and will make you a spectacle.
7 Svaki koji te vidi, bježat će od tebe. Reći će: 'Niniva! Kakva razvalina!' Tko je može požaliti? Gdje joj naći tješitelje?”
It will happen that all those who look at you will flee from you, and say, ‘Nineveh is laid waste! Who will mourn for her?’ Where will I seek comforters for you?”
8 Jesi li tvrđa od Tebe Amonove koja sjedi na rukavima Rijeke? Njezino predziđe bilo je more, njezini bedemi bile su vode.
Are you better than No-Amon, who was situated among the rivers, who had the waters around her, whose rampart was the sea, and her wall was of the sea?
9 Njezina snaga bila je Etiopija, Egipat; nije imala granica. Narodi Puta i Libije bili su joj pomoćnici.
Cush and Egypt were her boundless strength. Put and Libya were her helpers.
10 A i ona je otišla u progonstvo, morala je ići u sužanjstvo; njezina nejaka djeca bila su razmrskana po svim raskršćima; za ugledne ljude njezine bacali su ždrijeb, svi njezini velikani okovani su lancima.
Yet was she carried away. She went into captivity. Her young children also were dashed in pieces at the head of all the streets, and they cast lots for her honorable men, and all her great men were bound in chains.
11 Tako ćeš i ti biti slomljena, bit ćeš svladana; tako ćeš i ti morati tražiti utočište pred dušmaninom.
You also will be drunken. You will be hidden. You also will seek a stronghold because of the enemy.
12 Tvoje utvrde sve su kao smokvino stablo s urodom mladih smokava; kad se potrese stablo, smokve padaju u usta svakome koji ih želi jesti.
All your fortresses will be like fig trees with the first-ripe figs. If they are shaken, they fall into the mouth of the eater.
13 Gledaj svoj narod: sve je žensko u domu tvome; vrata tvoje zemlje širom se otvaraju neprijatelju; oganj je sažgao tvoje prijevornice.
Behold, your troops among you are women. The gates of your land are set wide open to your enemies. The fire has devoured your bars.
14 Nacrpi vode za opsadu, utvrdi svoje bedeme, gnječi blato, gazi ilovaču, uzmi kalup za opeku.
Draw water for the siege. Strengthen your fortresses. Go into the clay, and tread the mortar. Make the brick kiln strong.
15 A ipak će te oganj sažeći i mač potamaniti. Namnoži se kao kukci, namnoži se kao skakavci;
There the fire will devour you. The sword will cut you off. It will devour you like the grasshopper. Multiply like grasshoppers. Multiply like the locust.
16 [16a] umnoži svoje trgovce da ih bude više nego zvijezda na nebu,
You have increased your merchants more than the stars of the skies. The grasshopper strips and flees away.
17 [17a] tvoje posade neka bude kao skakavaca, a tvojih pisara kao kobilica. Borave po zidovima kad je hladan dan. Sunce grane: [16b] kukci razvijaju krilašca i lete, [17b] i odlaze tko zna kamo.
Your guards are like the locusts, and your officials like the swarms of locusts, which settle on the walls on a cold day, but when the sun appears, they flee away, and their place is not known where they are.
18 Jao! Kako su zaspali tvoji pastiri, kralju asirski? Tvoji izabrani vojnici drijemaju, narod se tvoj raspršio po gorama, nitko ga više ne može sakupiti.
Your shepherds slumber, king of Assyria. Your nobles lie down. Your people are scattered on the mountains, and there is no one to gather them.
19 Tvojoj rani nema lijeka! Neizlječiva je tvoja ozljeda. Svi koji to saznaju plješću tvojoj razvalini. Tko nije bez sanka i prestanka osjećao na sebi tvoju okrutnost?
There is no healing your wound, for your injury is fatal. All who hear the report of you clap their hands over you, for who hasn’t felt your endless cruelty?
