Zephaniah 2
1 Gather yourselves together, yes, gather together, you nation that has no shame,
Convenite, congregamini gens non amabilis:
2 before the appointed time when the day passes as the chaff, before the fierce anger of Jehovah comes on you, before the day of Jehovah's anger comes on you.
Priusquam pariat iussio quasi pulverem transeuntem diem, antequam veniat super vos ira furoris Domini, antequam veniat super vos dies indignationis Domini.
3 Seek Jehovah, all you humble of the land, who have kept his ordinances. Seek righteousness. Seek humility. It may be that you will be hidden in the day of Jehovah's anger.
Quaerite Dominum omnes mansueti terrae, qui iudicium eius estis operati: quaerite iustum, quaerite mansuetum: si quomodo abscondamini in die furoris Domini.
4 For Gaza will be forsaken, and Ashkelon a desolation. They will drive out Ashdod at noonday, and Ekron will be rooted up.
Quia Gaza destructa erit, et Ascalon in desertum, Azotum in meridie eiicient, et Accaron eradicabitur.
5 Woe to the inhabitants of the sea coast, the nation of the Cherethites. The word of Jehovah is against you, Canaan, the land of the Philistines. I will destroy you, that there will be no inhabitant.
Vae qui habitatis funiculum maris, gens perditorum: verbum Domini super vos Chanaan terra Philisthinorum, et disperdam te, ita ut non sit inhabitator.
6 The sea coast will be pastures, with cottages for shepherds and folds for flocks.
Et erit funiculus maris requies pastorum, et caulae pecorum:
7 The coast will be for the remnant of the house of Judah. They will find pasture. In the houses of Ashkelon, they will lie down in the evening, for Jehovah, their God, will visit them, and restore them.
et erit funiculus eius qui remanserit de domo Iuda: ibi pascentur, in domibus Ascalonis ad vesperam requiescent: quia visitabit eos Dominus Deus eorum, et avertet captivitatem eorum.
8 I have heard the reproach of Moab, and the insults of the people of Ammon, with which they have reproached my people, and magnified themselves against their border.
Audivi opprobrium Moab, et blasphemias filiorum Ammon: quae exprobraverunt populo meo, et magnificati sunt super terminos eorum.
9 Therefore as I live, says Jehovah of hosts, the God of Israel, surely Moab will be as Sodom, and the people of Ammon as Gomorrah, a possession of nettles, and salt pits, and a perpetual desolation. The remnant of my people will plunder them, and the survivors of my nation will inherit them.
Propterea vivo ego, dicit Dominus exercituum Deus Israel, quia Moab ut Sodoma erit, et filii Ammon quasi Gomorrha, siccitas spinarum, et acervi salis, et desertum usque in aeternum: reliquiae populi mei diripient eos, et residui gentis meae possidebunt illos.
10 This they will have for their pride, because they have reproached and magnified themselves against the people of Jehovah of hosts.
Hoc eis eveniet pro superbia sua: quia blasphemaverunt, et magnificati sunt super populum Domini exercituum.
11 Jehovah will be awesome to them, for he will famish all the gods of the land. Men will worship him, everyone from his place, even all the shores of the nations.
Horribilis Dominus super eos, et attenuabit omnes deos terrae: et adorabunt eum viri de loco suo, omnes insulae Gentium.
12 You Cushites also, you will be killed by my sword.
Sed et vos Aethiopes interfecti gladio meo eritis.
13 He will stretch out his hand against the north, destroy Assyria, and will make Nineveh a desolation, as dry as the wilderness.
Et extendet manum suam super Aquilonem, et perdet Assur: et ponet speciosam in solitudinem, et in invium, et quasi desertum.
14 Herds will lie down in the midst of her, all the animals of the nations. Both the pelican and the porcupine will lodge in its capitals. Their calls will echo through the windows. Desolation will be in the thresholds, for he has laid bare the cedar beams.
Et accubabunt in medio eius greges, omnes bestiae Gentium: et onocrotalus, et ericius in liminibus eius morabuntur: vox cantantis in fenestra, corvus in superliminari, quoniam attenuabo robur eius.
15 This is the joyous city that lived carelessly, that said in her heart, "I am, and there is none besides me." How she has become a desolation, a place for animals to lie down in. Everyone who passes by her will hiss, and shake their fists.
Haec est civitas gloriosa habitans in confidentia: quae dicebat in corde suo: Ego sum, et extra me non est alia amplius: quomodo facta est in desertum cubile bestiae? omnis, qui transit per eam, sibilabit, et movebit manum suam.
