Nahum 2
1 Ngʼat mabiro monji ochomi, yaye Nineve, omiyo rit dala mochiel motegno, rit yoreni, bed gi ikruok maber, kuom tekoni duto!
A crusher has come up before your face: keep a good look-out, let the way be watched, make yourself strong, let your power be greatly increased.
2 Jehova Nyasaye biro dwoko duongʼ mar Jakobo, mana ka duongʼ mar Israel, kata obedo ni joma omonje osekethe kendo oseketho puothegi mag mzabibu.
For the Lord will make good the vine of Jacob, as well as the vine of Israel: for the wasters have made them waste and sent destruction on the branches of their vine.
3 Okumba mag jolweny osebedo makwar ka remo; kendo lewni ma girwakorego bende kwar. Chuma manie ewi gechegi mil ka giikore ne chiengʼ lweny; tongegi opiag mabith kendo milni ka gikedogo.
The body-covers of his fighting men have been made red, the men of war are clothed in bright red: the war-carriages are like flames of fire in the day when he gets ready, the horses are shaking.
4 Geche powore e yore mag dala, ka giringo koni gi koni e tunge mag dala. Gichalo gi rameny maliel mager, ka gipiachore ka mil polo.
The war-carriages are rushing through the streets, pushing against one another in the wide ways, looking like burning lights, running like thunder-flames.
5 Oluongo jolweny mage moyiero, to gichwanyore ka gidhi. Giringo ka gidhi e ohinga mar dala; ka gigengʼore gi okumba.
He takes the record of his great men: they go falling on their way; they go quickly to the wall, the cover is made ready.
6 Ohinga mane gigengʼogo pi madonjo e dala ruoth omukore, bende od ruoth ogore piny.
The river doorways are forced open, and the king's house is flowing away.
7 Osegol Chik ni dala maduongʼ nyaka maki ma ter e piny ma wendo. Wasumbinigi ma nyiri ywagore ka akuche kendo ka gidwongʼo korgi.
And the queen is uncovered, she is taken away and her servant-girls are weeping like the sound of doves, hammering on their breasts.
8 Nineve chalo dago, kendo pige mol kadhi. Giywak kagiwacho niya, “Chungʼ! Chungʼ!” to onge ngʼama lokore duogo.
But Nineveh is like a pool of water whose waters are flowing away; Keep your place, they say; but no one is turning back.
9 Yakuru fedha! Yakuru dhahabu! Mwandugi ngʼeny mokadho, gin mwandu mogol kuonde kenogi duto.
Take silver, take gold; for there is no end to the store; take for yourselves a weight of things to be desired.
10 Odongʼ nono, omaye gik moko duto, bende olonye modongʼ duk. Kibaji ogoyo chunygi, bende chongegi onyosere, kendo dendgi tetni ka ngʼato ka ngʼato wangʼe ojowore.
Everything has been taken from her, all is gone, she has nothing more: the heart is turned to water, the knees are shaking, all are twisted in pain, and colour has gone from all faces.
11 Koro to ere bur sibuor kama ne gipidhoe nyithindgi, kama sibuor madichwo gi sibuor madhako nodhiye, ka nyithind sibuochego onge gi gima ginyalo luoro?
Where is the lions' hole, the place where the young lions got their food, where the lion and the she-lion were walking with their young, without cause for fear?
12 Sibuor ne yangʼo le moromo nyithinde kendo ne gideyo le ma gichamo gi nyawadgi, ka opongʼo kar kano chiembe kod kuonde dakne gi gik monegi.
Food enough for his young and for his she-lions was pulled down by the lion; his hole was full of flesh and his resting-place stored with meat.
13 Jehova Nyasaye Maratego wacho niya, “An gi sigu kodu. Abiro wangʼo gecheu mag lweny gi mach mawuog iro kendo ligangla biro tieko sibuoche matindo maroteke. Kata ringregi motho ok anawenu e piny. Dwond jooteu ok nowinj kendo.”
See, I am against you, says the Lord of armies, and I will have your war-carriages burned in the smoke, and your young lions will be food for the sword: you will no longer get your food by force on the earth, and the voice of your she-lions will be stopped for ever.
