Zephaniah 2
1 Gather yourselves together, yes, gather together, you nation that has no shame,
Mitontòna, Eka, mitontòna ry fifeheañe tsy aman-kenatseo,
2 before the appointed time when the day passes as the chaff, before the fierce anger of the LORD comes on you, before the day of the LORD's anger comes on you.
Ie mbe tsy mifetsake i zakay, ie mihelañe hoe kafo’e i àndroy, aolo’ te mivovo ama’ areo i haviñerañe miforoforo’ Iehovày, aolo’ te tojeha ama’o ty andron-kaviñera’ Iehovà,
3 Seek the LORD, 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 the LORD's anger.
Tsoeho t’Iehovà, ry mpirèk’ an-tane atoio, ry mpañorike o lili’eo; paiao ty havantañañe, kodebeo ty firèham-batañe, hera hampipalireñe amy andron-kaviñera’ Iehovày.
4 For Gaza will be forsaken, and Ashkelon a desolation. They will drive out Ashdod at noonday, and Ekron will be rooted up.
Fa haforintseñe ty Azà, naho hangoakoake t’i Askelone, ho roaheñe an-tsipinde t’i Asdode, vaho hombotañe t’i Ekrone.
5 Woe to the inhabitants of the sea coast, the nation of the Cherethites. The word of the LORD is against you, Canaan, the land of the Philistines. I will destroy you, that there will be no inhabitant.
Hankàñe amo mpimoneñe añ’olon-driak’ añeo, o nte-Kereteo, fa atreatre’ ty tsara’ Iehovà; ry Kanàne, tane’ o nte-Pilistio, ie harotsako tsy ho amam-pimoneñe.
6 The sea coast will be pastures, with cottages for shepherds and folds for flocks.
Le ho fiandrazañe, mioboñoboñe ho amo piarakeo, naho golobon’añondry, i añ’olon-driakey.
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 the LORD, their God, will visit them, and restore them.
Ho a i sehangan’anjomba’ Iakobey i olotsey, ie handrazeñe ama’e, naho hirotse an-kiboho’ i Askelone te haleñe; fa hitilike iareo t’Iehovà Andrianañahare’ iareo, vaho hampoli’e ty fandrohiza’ iareo.
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.
Fa tsinanoko ty ìnje’ i Moabe, naho ty natì’ o ana’ i Amoneo, ie nañamavo ondatikoo, naho niebotsebotse te nitare’ iareo ty nifaritsoha’ iareoy.
9 Therefore as I live, says the LORD 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.
Aa kanao velon-draho hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy, t’i Andrianañahare’ Israele, le hanahake i Sedome t’i Moabe, naho hoe Amorà o ana’ i Amoneo, ho monton-kisatse, naho kobon-tsira, vaho hangoakoake nainai’e; ho kopahe’ ty sehanga’ ondatikoo, ho lovae’ ty honka’ o borizàkoo.
10 This they will have for their pride, because they have reproached and magnified themselves against the people of the LORD of hosts.
Izay ty hamaleañe iareo ty amy firengevohañey amy t’ie nañinje naho nitoabotse am’ondati’ Iehovà’ i màroio.
11 The LORD 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.
Hampañeveñe iareo t’Iehovà, ie hampidazidazitse ze fonga ndrahare’ ty tane toy. Songa hitalaho ama’e boak’ an-toe’e eo ondatio naho ze hene tokonose’ o kilakila’ondatio.
12 You Cushites also, you will be killed by my sword.
Ry nte-Kosio: ie ho zamanem-pibarako ka,
13 He will stretch out his hand against the north, destroy Assyria, and will make Nineveh a desolation, as dry as the wilderness.
le hatora-kitsi’e mb’amo avaratse añeo ty fità’e, le ho rotsahe’e t’i Asore; vaho hampangoakoahe’e t’i Ninevè, ie ho maike hoe ratraratra.
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.
Handre añivo’e eo ze karazam-biby mpiray troke am-piandrazañe ey, hitobòk’ amo lahin-dala’eo ty vorondolo naho ty lagoro; ie hivolañe an-dalan-kede eo; ho rotsake o tokona’eo fa holirañe o mendoraveñe fitemerañeo.
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.
Itoke i rova nirebeke t’ie niaiñ’añ’oleñañey, ie nitsakore an-troke ao ty hoe, izaho avao, tsy aman’añ’ilako; akore t’ie hoake henaneo, toetse fandream-biby! Sindre hikosìke naho hañelahela-fitàñe ze hiary eo.
