Nahum 3
1 Woe to the city of blood, full of lies, full of plunder, never without prey.
Malaʻia ki he kolo pani toto! ʻOku pito kotoa pē ia ʻi he ngaahi loi mo e kaihaʻa; ʻoku ʻikai ke mahuʻi [mei ai ]ʻa ia kuo fakamālohia;
2 The crack of the whip, the rumble of the wheel, galloping horse and bounding chariot!
Ko e pā ʻoe meʻa tā, mo e longoaʻa mo e ngatata ʻoe ngaahi vaʻe saliote, pea mo e fanga hoosi, pea mo e hopohopo ʻae ngaahi saliote.
3 Charging horseman, flashing sword, shining spear; heaps of slain, mounds of corpses, dead bodies without end— they stumble over their dead—
ʻOku hiki hake ʻe he tangata heka hoosi ʻae heletā ngingila mo e tao ngingila foki; ʻoku tokolahi ʻaupito ʻae haʻanga, pea ʻoku tokolahi ʻae ʻangaʻanga; pea taʻefaʻalaua honau kakai mate; ʻoku nau humu ki honau ngaahi ʻangaʻanga:
4 because of the many harlotries of the harlot, the seductive mistress of sorcery, who betrays nations by her prostitution and clans by her witchcraft.
Koeʻuhi ko e ngaahi feʻauaki lahi ʻaupito ʻae muitau hoihoifua, ʻae fineʻeiki ʻoe ngaahi mana loi, ʻaia ʻoku fakatau ʻae ngaahi puleʻanga ʻi heʻene faʻa feʻauaki, mo e ngaahi faʻahinga kakai ʻi heʻene mana loi.
5 “Behold, I am against you,” declares the LORD of Hosts. “I will lift your skirts over your face. I will show your nakedness to the nations and your shame to the kingdoms.
ʻOku pehē ʻe Sihova ʻoe ngaahi kautau, “Vakai, ʻoku ou tuʻu kiate koe; pea te u fakahā ho ngaahi tapaʻi kofu ʻi ho mata, pea te u fakahā ho telefua ki he ngaahi faʻahinga kakai, mo ho mā ki he ngaahi puleʻanga.
6 I will pelt you with filth and treat you with contempt; I will make a spectacle of you.
Pea te u lī ʻae meʻa fakalielia kiate koe, mo fakaʻuliʻi koe, pea fokotuʻu koe, ko e siofiaʻanga.
7 Then all who see you will recoil from you and say, ‘Nineveh is devastated; who will grieve for her?’ Where can I find comforters for you?”
Pea ʻe hoko ʻo pehē, ʻilonga ʻakinautolu ʻoku sio kiate koe, te nau hola meiate koe, mo nau pehē, ‘Kuo fakalala ʻa Ninive: ko hai ʻe tēngihia ia?’ Te u kumi mei fē ha kau fakafiemālie kiate koe?”
8 Are you better than Thebes, stationed by the Nile with water around her, whose rampart was the sea, whose wall was the water?
ʻOku ke lelei koā ʻia No, ʻaia naʻe kakai, pea naʻe tuʻu ʻi he lotolotonga ʻoe ngaahi vaitafe, ʻaia naʻe takatakai ʻe he ngaahi vai, ʻaia ko hono puke ko e tahi, mo hono ʻā naʻe mei he tahi?
9 Cush and Egypt were her boundless strength; Put and Libya were her allies.
Ko hono mālohiʻanga ʻa ʻItiopea mo ʻIsipite, pea naʻe taʻefaʻalaua ia; ko ho kau tokoni ʻa Puti mo Lupimi.
10 Yet she became an exile; she went into captivity. Her infants were dashed to pieces at the head of every street. They cast lots for her dignitaries, and all her nobles were bound in chains.
Ka naʻe ʻave ia, naʻe ʻalu ia ki he pōpula: naʻe laiki foki ʻa ʻene fānau valevale ʻi he muʻa hala ʻoe ngaahi hala kotoa pē: pea naʻa nau talotalo ki heʻene kau mātuʻa, mo hono houʻeiki kotoa pē naʻe haʻi ʻaki ʻae ukamea fihifihi.
11 You too will become drunk; you will go into hiding and seek refuge from the enemy.
Ko koe foki te ke kona, ʻe fakafufū koe, ko koe foki te ke kumi mālohi koeʻuhi ko e fili.
12 All your fortresses are fig trees with the first ripe figs; when shaken, they fall into the mouth of the eater!
ʻE tatau hoʻo ngaahi potu mālohi mo e ngaahi ʻakau ko e fiki ʻi hoʻo ʻuluaki toʻukai; ka lulululu, ʻe tō, ʻio, ki he ngutu ʻo ia ʻoku kai.
13 Look at your troops— they are like your women! The gates of your land are wide open to your enemies; fire consumes their bars.
Vakai ko hoʻo kakai ʻoku ʻiate koe, ko e kau fefine; ʻe fakaava ʻaupito ʻae ngaahi matapā ʻo ho fonua ki ho ngaahi fili; ʻe kai ʻe he afi ʻa ho ngaahi songo.
14 Draw your water for the siege; strengthen your fortresses. Work the clay and tread the mortar; repair the brick kiln!
Utu hoʻo vai ki he tau, teuteu hoʻo ngaahi kolo tau: ʻalu ki he ʻumea, pea malaki ʻae lahe, ngaohi ke mālohi ʻae taʻoʻanga ʻumea.
15 There the fire will devour you; the sword will cut you down and consume you like a young locust. Make yourself many like the young locust; make yourself many like the swarming locust!
ʻE kai koe ʻe he afi ʻi ai; ʻe motuhi koe ʻe he heletā, te ne kai koe ke ʻosi hangē ko e ʻunufe; fakatokolahi koe ʻo hangē ko e ʻunufe, fakatokolahi koe ke hangē ko e heʻe.
16 You have multiplied your merchants more than the stars of the sky. The young locust strips the land and flies away.
Ko hoʻo kau tangata fakatau kuo ke fakatokolahi ʻi he ngaahi fetuʻu ʻoe langi: ʻoku fai ʻae maumau ʻe he ʻunufe, pea ne puna atu.
17 Your guards are like the swarming locust, and your scribes like clouds of locusts that settle on the walls on a cold day. When the sun rises, they fly away, and no one knows where.
ʻOku tatau ho ngaahi tuʻi mo e fanga heʻe, mo hoʻo kau pule mo e fanga heʻe lalahi, ʻaia ʻoku nofo ʻi he ngaahi ʻā ʻi he ʻaho momoko, ka ka hopo hake ʻae laʻā ʻoku nau puna atu, pea ʻoku ʻikai ke kei ʻilo ʻa honau potu pe ʻoku nau ʻi fē.
18 O king of Assyria, your shepherds slumber; your officers sleep. Your people are scattered on the mountains with no one to gather them.
ʻOku mohe hoʻo kau tauhi, ʻe tuʻi ʻo ʻAsilia: ʻe nofo hoʻo ngaahi houʻeiki ʻi he efu: kuo movetevete ʻa hoʻo kakai ʻi he ngaahi moʻunga, pea ʻoku ʻikai ha tangata ʻoku ne tānaki kinautolu.
19 There is no healing for your injury; your wound is severe. All who hear the news of you applaud your downfall, for who has not experienced your constant cruelty?
ʻOku ʻikai ha fakamoʻui ki ho volu; ʻoku lahi ho lavea; ko kinautolu kotoa pē ʻe fanongo ki hoʻo ongoongo, te nau pasi nima kiate koe: he ko hai ʻakinautolu naʻe ʻikai ke hoko ki ai hoʻo angahala maʻuaipē?
