Zephaniah 2

1 Gather yourselves, gather together, O shameful nation,

Fakataha ʻakimoutolu, ʻio, fakataha, ʻae puleʻanga ʻoku ʻikai ke holi;

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.

‌ʻI he teʻeki ke ʻomi ʻae tuʻutuʻuni ʻe he ʻaho, ʻaia ʻalu atu ʻo hangē ko e kafukafu, ʻi he teʻeki ke hoko kiate kimoutolu ʻae houhau kakaha ʻo Sihova, ʻi he teʻeki ke hoko kiate kimoutolu ʻae ʻaho ʻoe tuputāmaki ʻo Sihova.

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.

Mou kumi kia Sihova, ʻakimoutolu kotoa pē ʻae angamalū ʻoe fonua, kuo mou fai ʻa ʻene fakamaau; kumi ki he māʻoniʻoni, kumi ki he angamalū: heiʻilo ʻe fufū ʻakimoutolu ʻi he ʻaho ʻoe houhau ʻo Sihova.

4 For Gaza will be abandoned, and Ashkelon left in ruins. Ashdod will be driven out at noon, and Ekron will be uprooted.

Koeʻuhi ʻe liʻaki ʻa Kesa, pea fakaʻauha ʻa ʻAsikeloni: te nau kapusi ʻa ʻAsitoti ʻi he hoʻatā, pea ʻe taʻaki fuʻu ʻa Ekiloni.

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.”

Ke malaʻia ki he kakai ʻoe matātahi, ko e puleʻanga ʻoe kakai Kiliti! ʻOku ʻiate kimoutolu ʻae folofola ʻa Sihova; ʻE Kēnani, ko e fonua ʻoe kakai Filisitia, naʻa mo koe, te u fakaʻauha koe, ke ʻoua naʻa ai ha taha ʻe nofo ai.

6 So the seacoast will become a land of pastures, with wells for shepherds and folds for sheep.

Pea ʻe hoko ʻae matātahi ko e ngaahi nofoʻanga, mo e ngaahi fale maʻa e kau tauhi sipi, mo e ngaahi lotoʻā maʻa e fanga sipi.

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.

Pea ʻe tuku ʻae fonua maʻa e toenga ʻoe fale ʻo Siuta; te nau kai ai: te nau tokoto ʻi he ngaahi fale ʻo ʻAsikeloni ʻi he efiafi: koeʻuhi ʻe ʻaʻahi kiate kinautolu ʻa honau ʻOtua ko Sihova, pea ʻe liliu ai honau fakapōpula.

8 “I have heard the reproach of Moab and the insults of the Ammonites, who have taunted My people and threatened their borders.

Kuo u fanongo ki he valoki ʻa Moape, mo e ngaahi manuki ʻae fānau ʻa ʻAmoni, ʻaia kuo nau lauʻikoviʻi ai ʻa hoku kakai, mo fakahikihiki ʻakinautolu ki honau fonua.

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.”

Ko ia ʻoku pehē ʻe Sihova ʻoe ngaahi kautau, ko e ʻOtua ʻo ʻIsileli, ʻOku ou moʻui, pea ko e moʻoni ʻe hangē ko Sotoma ʻa Moape, pea ko e fānau ʻa ʻAmoni ʻe hangē ko Komola, ʻio, ko e potu ʻoe ʻakau veli, mo e ngaahi luo māsima, mo e fakaʻauha tuʻumaʻu: ʻe maumauʻi ʻakinautolu ʻe he toe ʻo ʻeku kakai, pea ʻe maʻu ʻakinautolu ʻe he toenga ʻo ʻeku kakai.

10 This they shall have in return for their pride, for taunting and mocking the people of the LORD of Hosts.

‌ʻE maʻu eni ʻekinautolu, ko e meʻa ʻi heʻenau fielahi, koeʻuhi kuo nau valoki, mo fakahikihiki ʻakinautolu, ki he kakai ʻo Sihova ʻoe ngaahi kautau.

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.

‌ʻE fakailifia ʻa Sihova kiate kinautolu: he te ne fakahonge ʻae ngaahi ʻotua kotoa pē ʻoe fonua; pea ʻe lotu ʻae kakai kiate ia, taki taha ʻi hono potu, ʻio, ko e ngaahi ʻotu motu kotoa pē ʻoe hiteni.

12 “You too, O Cushites, will be slain by My sword.”

ʻAkimoutolu foki, ʻae kakai ʻItiopea, ʻe tāmateʻi ʻakimoutolu ʻe heʻeku heletā.

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.

Pea ʻe mafao atu ʻe ia ʻa hono nima ki he tokelau, mo maumauʻi ʻa ʻAsilia; pea te ne ngaohi ʻa Ninive ko e fakaʻauha, pea mōmoa ʻo hangē ko e toafa.

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.

Pea ʻe tokoto ʻae fanga sipi ʻi he lotolotonga ʻo ia, ʻae fanga manu kotoa pē ʻoe ngaahi puleʻanga; ʻe fakatou nofo ʻae komolane mo e pitane ʻi he funga matapā ʻi ʻolunga; ʻe hiva ʻa honau leʻo ʻi he ngaahi matapā sioʻata; ʻe ʻi he ngaahi lakaʻanga ʻoe matapā ʻae fakaʻauha: he te ne veteki ʻae ngāue ʻoe sita.

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.

Ko eni ʻae kolo fakafiefia ʻaia naʻe nofo fakafiemālie kovi, ʻaia naʻe pehē ʻi hono loto, Ko au, pea ʻoku ʻikai ha tokotaha mo au: hono ʻikai kuo hoko ia ko e fakaʻauha, ko e potu ke tokoto ai ʻae fanga manu! ʻE taki taha ʻiseʻisa mo ʻalu atu ʻiate ia, mo tupetupeʻi hono nima.