Zephaniah 2
1 Gather yourselves, gather together, O shameful nation,
Ẹ kó ara yín jọ pọ̀, àní ẹ kó ra yín jọ pọ̀ orílẹ̀-èdè tí kò ní ìtìjú,
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.
kí a tó pa àṣẹ náà, kí ọjọ́ náà tó kọjá bí ìyàngbò ọkà, kí gbígbóná ìbínú Olúwa tó dé bá a yín, kí ọjọ́ ìbínú Olúwa kí ó tó dé bá a yín.
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.
Ẹ wá Olúwa, gbogbo ẹ̀yin onírẹ̀lẹ̀ ilẹ̀ náà, ẹ̀yin tí ń ṣe ohun tí ó bá pàṣẹ. Ẹ wá òdodo, ẹ wá ìrẹ̀lẹ̀ pẹ̀lú, bóyá á ó pa yín mọ́ ní ọjọ́ ìbínú Olúwa.
4 For Gaza will be abandoned, and Ashkelon left in ruins. Ashdod will be driven out at noon, and Ekron will be uprooted.
Nítorí pé, a ó kọ Gasa sílẹ̀, Aṣkeloni yóò sì dahoro. Ní ọ̀sán gangan ni a ó lé Aṣdodu jáde, a ó sì fa Ekroni tu kúrò.
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.”
Ègbé ni fún ẹ̀yin tí ń gbé etí Òkun, ẹ̀yin ènìyàn ara Kereti; ọ̀rọ̀ Olúwa dojúkọ ọ́, ìwọ Kenaani, ilẹ̀ àwọn ara Filistini. “Èmi yóò pa yín run, ẹnìkan kò sì ní ṣẹ́kù nínú yín.”
6 So the seacoast will become a land of pastures, with wells for shepherds and folds for sheep.
Ilẹ̀ náà ní etí Òkun, ni ibùgbé àwọn ará Kereti, ni yóò jẹ́ ibùjókòó fún àwọn olùṣọ́-àgùntàn àti agbo àgùntàn.
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.
Agbègbè náà yóò sì jẹ́ ti ìyókù àwọn ilé Juda, níbẹ̀ ni wọn yóò sì ti rí koríko fún ẹran. Ní ilé Aṣkeloni ni wọn yóò dùbúlẹ̀ ni àṣálẹ́. Olúwa Ọlọ́run wọn yóò bẹ̀ wọn wò, yóò sì yí ìgbèkùn wọn padà.
8 “I have heard the reproach of Moab and the insults of the Ammonites, who have taunted My people and threatened their borders.
“Èmi ti gbọ́ ẹ̀gàn Moabu, àti ẹlẹ́yà àwọn Ammoni, àwọn tó kẹ́gàn àwọn ènìyàn mi, tí wọ́n sì ti gbé ara wọn ga sí agbègbè wọn.
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.”
Nítorí náà, bí Èmi tí wà,” ni Olúwa àwọn ọmọ-ogun, Ọlọ́run àwọn Israẹli wí, “nítòótọ́ Moabu yóò dàbí Sodomu, àti Ammoni yóò sì dàbí Gomorra, ibi tí ó kún fún yèrèpè, àti ìhó iyọ̀ àti ìdahoro títí láéláé. Ìyókù àwọn ènìyàn mi yóò kó wọn; àwọn tí ó sì yọ nínú ewu ní orílẹ̀-èdè mi ni yóò jogún ilẹ̀ wọn.”
10 This they shall have in return for their pride, for taunting and mocking the people of the LORD of Hosts.
Èyí ni ohun tí wọn yóò gbà padà nítorí ìgbéraga wọn, nítorí wọ́n kẹ́gàn, wọn sì ti fi àwọn ènìyàn Olúwa àwọn ọmọ-ogun ṣe ẹlẹ́yà.
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.
Olúwa yóò jẹ́ ìbẹ̀rù fún wọn; nígbà tí Òun bá pa gbogbo òrìṣà ilẹ̀ náà run. Orílẹ̀-èdè láti etí odò yóò máa sìn, olúkúlùkù láti ilẹ̀ rẹ̀ wá.
12 “You too, O Cushites, will be slain by My sword.”
“Ẹ̀yin Etiopia pẹ̀lú, a ó fi idà mi pa yín.”
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.
Òun yóò sì na ọwọ́ rẹ̀ sí apá àríwá, yóò sì pa Asiria run, yóò sì sọ Ninefe di ahoro, àti di gbígbẹ bí aginjù.
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.
Agbo ẹran yóò sì dùbúlẹ̀ ni àárín rẹ̀, àti gbogbo ẹranko àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè. Òwìwí aginjù àti ti n kígbe ẹyẹ òwìwí yóò wọ bí ẹyẹ ni ọwọ̀n rẹ̀. Ohùn wọn yóò kọrin ni ojú fèrèsé, ìdahoro yóò wà nínú ìloro ẹnu-ọ̀nà, òun yóò sì ṣẹ́ ọ̀pá kedari sílẹ̀.
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.
Èyí ni ìlú aláyọ̀ tí ó ń gbé láìléwu. Ó sì sọ fun ara rẹ̀ pé, “Èmi ni, kò sì sí ẹnìkan tí ó ń bẹ lẹ́yìn mi.” Irú ahoro wo ni òun ha ti jẹ́, ibùgbé fún àwọn ẹranko igbó! Gbogbo ẹni tí ó bá kọjá ọ̀dọ̀ rẹ̀ yóò fi rẹ́rìn-ín ẹlẹ́yà, wọ́n yóò sì gbọn ẹsẹ̀ wọn.
