Jeremiah 47

1 The word of the Lord that came to Jeremiah the prophet against the Philistines, before the time that Pharaoh smote Gazzah.

Ilizwi leNkosi elafika kuJeremiya umprofethi limelene lamaFilisti, uFaro engakatshayi iGaza.

2 Thus hath said the Lord, Behold, waters are coming up out of the north, and they shall become an overflowing stream, and shall overflow the land, and what filleth it; the city, and those that dwell therein: and the men shall cry aloud, and every inhabitant of the land shall wail.

Itsho njalo iNkosi: Khangela, amanzi azakhukhumala evela enyakatho, azakuba yisifula esikhukhulayo, akhukhule ilizwe lokugcwala kwalo, umuzi labahlala kiwo; labantu bazakhala, labo bonke abakhileyo belizwe bazaqhinqa isililo,

3 Because of the noise of the stamping of the hoofs of his stud-horses, because of the rushing sound of his chariots, the rumbling of his wheels, fathers do not turn round to their children from their feebleness of hands;

ngomsindo wokugidiza kwamasondo amabhiza akhe alamandla, ngomdumo wenqola zakhe, inhlokomo yamavili akhe; oyise kabanyemukuli kubantwana ngenxa yokuyekethiswa kwezandla;

4 Because of the day that cometh to devastate all the Philistines, to cut off from Tyre and Zidon every helper that remaineth; for the Lord devastateth the Philistines, the remnant of the isle of Caphthor.

ngenxa yosuku oluzayo ukuchitha wonke amaFilisti, ukuquma asuke eTire leSidoni wonke umsizi oseleyo; ngoba iNkosi izawachitha amaFilisti, insali yesihlenge seKafitori.

5 Baldness is come upon Gazzah; ruined is Ashkelon with the remnant of their valley: how long yet wilt thou cut thyself?

Ubumpabanga sebufikile eGaza, iAshikeloni iqunyiwe, insali yesihotsha sabo; uzazisika kuze kube nini?

6 Woe! thou sword of the Lord, how long yet wilt thou not be quiet? withdraw thyself into thy scabbard, take thee rest, and be still.

Hawu, nkemba yeNkosi; koze kube nini ungathuli? Zibuthele emgodleni wakho, phumula, uthule.

7 Yet how canst thou be quiet? When the Lord hath given it a charge, against Ashkelon, and against the sea-coast—thither hath he destined it.

Ungathula njani, lapho iNkosi iyilawulile? Imelene leAshikeloni, imelene lokhumbi lolwandle, lapho iyimisele khona.