Zephaniah 2
1 Gather yourselves, gather together, O shameful nation,
Chịkọtaanụ onwe unu, e, chịkọtaanụ onwe unu, unu ndị mba ihe ihere dịrị.
2 before the decree takes effect and the day passes like chaff, before the burning anger of the LORD comes upon you, before the Day of the LORD’s anger comes upon you.
Tupu ụkpụrụ ahụ ewere ọnọdụ, a chịpụ ụbọchị ahụ dịka igbugbo ọka nke ikuku na-ebufu, tupu iwe ọkụ Onyenwe anyị abịakwasị gị, tupu ụbọchị ọnụma nke Onyenwe anyị abịakwasị gị.
3 Seek the LORD, all you humble of the earth who carry out His justice. Seek righteousness; seek humility. Perhaps you will be sheltered on the day of the LORD’s anger.
Chọọnụ Onyenwe anyị, unu ndị niile dị umeala nʼobi nọ nʼala ahụ, unu bụ ndị na-eme ihe o nyere nʼiwu. Gbasoonụ ezi omume, gbasoonụ ịdị umeala nʼobi, ma eleghị anya, a ga-echebe unu nʼụbọchị iwe Onyenwe anyị.
4 For Gaza will be abandoned, and Ashkelon left in ruins. Ashdod will be driven out at noon, and Ekron will be uprooted.
Nʼihi na o nwekwaghị ndị ga-ebi nʼobodo Gaza, obodo Ashkelọn ga-atọgbọrọ nʼefu. Nʼetiti ehihie ka a ga-ekpochapụ ndị niile bi nʼAshdọd; a ga-ehopukwa Ekrọn.
5 Woe to the dwellers of the seacoast, O nation of the Cherethites! The word of the LORD is against you, O Canaan, land of the Philistines: “I will destroy you, and no one will be left.”
Ahụhụ dịrị unu ndị bi nʼakụkụ oke osimiri, unu bụ ndị Keret; okwu Onyenwe anyị na-emegide unu, Kenan, ala ndị Filistia. Ọ sịrị, “Aga m ala gị nʼiyi, ruo na ọ dịghị onye ga-afọdụ ndụ nʼime gị.”
6 So the seacoast will become a land of pastures, with wells for shepherds and folds for sheep.
Ala nke dị nʼakụkụ oke osimiri ahụ, ga-aghọ ebe ahịhịa jupụtara nye ndị ọzụzụ atụrụ na ọgba igwe ewu na atụrụ.
7 The coast will belong to the remnant of the house of Judah; there they will find pasture. They will lie down in the evening among the houses of Ashkelon, for the LORD their God will attend to them and restore their captives.
Ala nke dị nʼakụkụ oke osimiri ga-aghọ ala nke ndị ahụ fọdụrụ na Juda, ebe ha ga-achọtara anụ ụlọ ha ahịhịa. Ha ga-anọkwa nʼụlọ ndị Ashkelọn nke tọgbọrọ nʼefu, dinaa ala zuru ike nʼoge uhuruchi. Onyenwe anyị Chineke ha ga-elekọta ha, mekwaa ka ha nwetaghachi ihe nketa ha niile.
8 “I have heard the reproach of Moab and the insults of the Ammonites, who have taunted My people and threatened their borders.
“Anụla m okwu ọjọọ niile, nke ndị Moab, na ịkwa emo niile nke ndị Amọn, nụkwa ịbasị mba ike ha megide ndị nke m na-anya isi na ha ga-ewere ala ha.
9 Therefore, as surely as I live,” declares the LORD of Hosts, the God of Israel, “surely Moab will be like Sodom and the Ammonites like Gomorrah— a place of weeds and salt pits, a perpetual wasteland. The remnant of My people will plunder them; the remainder of My nation will dispossess them.”
Nʼihi ya, dịka m na-adị ndụ,” otu a ka Onyenwe anyị, Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile, bụ Chineke Izrel, kwubiri ya, “aghaghị m ime ka Moab dịrị ka Sọdọm, mekwaa ka Amọn dịka Gọmọra. Ha ga-aghọ ala ebe ahịhịa na-adụ ogwu ogwu na-eru, ebe olulu nnu jupụtara, na ebe tọgbọrọ nʼefu ruo mgbe ebighị ebi. Ndị m, ndị fọdụrụ ga-akwakọrọ akụnụba ha, ndị fọdụrụ ndụ na mba m ga-eketa ala ha.”
10 This they shall have in return for their pride, for taunting and mocking the people of the LORD of Hosts.
Ihe ndị a bụ ụgwọ ọrụ ha ga-anata nʼihi ịnya isi ha, na nʼihi nkọcha na ịkwa emo ha megide ndị nke Onyenwe anyị, Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile.
11 The LORD will be terrifying to them when He starves all the gods of the earth. Then the nations of every shore will bow in worship to Him, each in its own place.
Onye dị egwu ka Onyenwe anyị ga-abụ nʼebe ha nọ, mgbe ọ lara chi niile nke ụwa nʼiyi. Mba niile dị nʼebe dị anya ga-akpọ isiala nye ya, onye ọbụla nʼala nke aka ya nʼụwa niile.
12 “You too, O Cushites, will be slain by My sword.”
“Unu ndị Itiopia, a ghaghị iji mma agha gbuo unu.”
13 And He will stretch out His hand against the north and destroy Assyria; He will make Nineveh a desolation, as dry as a desert.
Ọ ga-esetipụ aka ya megide ndị bi nʼakụkụ ugwu, laa Asịrịa nʼiyi. Ninive ga-aghọ ebe tọgbọrọ nʼefu, ọ ga-aghọkwa ala kpọrọ nkụ, dịka ọzara.
14 Herds will lie down in her midst, creatures of every kind. Both the desert owl and screech owl will roost atop her pillars. Their calls will sound from the window, but desolation will lie on the threshold, for He will expose the beams of cedar.
Igwe anụmanụ dị iche iche na igwe ehi ga-amakpu nʼebe ahụ, ha na ihe e kere eke dị iche iche. Ikwighịkwighị nke ọzara na okwolo ga-anọ ọnọdụ abalị nʼisi ogidi ya niile ahụ. Ụda olu ha ka a ga-anụ site na mpio-ikuku, mkpọmkpọ aja ga-adị na mbata nke ọnụ ụzọ niile, ibo ọnụ ụzọ niile e ji osisi sida mee ga-egherekwa oghe.
15 This carefree city that dwells securely, that thinks to herself: “I am it, and there is none besides me,” what a ruin she has become, a resting place for beasts. Everyone who passes by her hisses and shakes his fist.
Nke a bụ obodo ukwu ahụ, nke na-aṅụrị ọṅụ oriri, nke na-ebikwa na-enweghị ihe egwu ọbụla; nke na-asị onwe ya, “Ọ bụ mụ onwe m! Ọ dịghị onye ọzọ ma ewezuga m.” Ma ugbu a, lee otu o si bụrụ ebe tọgbọrọ nʼefu; lee ka o si bụrụ ebe ụmụ anụ ọhịa bi. Onye ọbụla si nʼakụkụ ya na-agafe aghaghị ịma ọsụ, ma fufekwaa isi ya.
