Habakkuk 1
1 The oracle of which Habakkuk the prophet, had vision:
Nke a bụ ozi Habakuk onye amụma natara.
2 How long, O Yahweh, have I called out, and thou wouldst not hear me? Have I kept crying unto thee of violence, and thou wouldst not save?
Onyenwe anyị, ruo ole mgbe ka m ga-anọgide na-eti mkpu ma ị dịghị ege ntị? Ruo ole mgbe ka m ga na-etiku gị na-asị, “Ihe ike, ihe ike!” ma ị dịghị azọpụta?
3 Wherefore shouldst thou let me see iniquity, and, wrong, shouldst let me behold, and, force and violence, be straight before me, —and there should have ever been someone who, contention and strife, would uphold?
Nʼihi gịnị ka i ji eme m ka m na-ahụ ihe ọjọọ? Gịnị mere i ji anagide mmegbu? Mbibi na ihe ike dị nʼihu m, na ịlụ ọgụ, na esemokwu jupụtakwara ebe niile.
4 For which cause, benumbed is the law, and there is never any going forth of justice, —for, the lawless, doth circumvent the righteous, for which cause, justice doth go forth perverted?
Nʼihi ya, iwu na-ada mba, ikpe ziri ezi adịghị agakwa nʼihu. Ndị ajọ mmadụ na-agba ndị ezi omume gburugburu, nke mere ka ikpe ziri ezi ghọọ ihe gbagọrọ agbagọ.
5 Behold ye, among the nations, and look around, Yea stand stock still—stare, —for, a work, is being wrought in your days, ye will not believe, when it is recounted.
“Legide mba niile anya, ka i hụ. Lee, ka o ju gị anya nke ukwuu. Nʼihi na agaje m ime ihe nʼụbọchị ndụ unu, nke unu na-agaghị ekwenye, ọ bụladị ma akọọrọ unu ya.
6 For, behold me! raising up the Chaldeans, the bitter and headlong nation, —that marcheth to the breadths of the earth, to take possession of habitations, not his.
Nʼihi na lee, agaje m ime ka ndị Kaldịa bilie, bụ mba ahụ na-adịghị eme ebere, na ndị na-eme ngwangwa. Ha bụ ndị na-ebu agha na-ejegharị na mba niile, ndị na-esite nʼaka ike na-enweta ebe obibi nke na-abụghị nke ha.
7 Awful and fearful, is he, —from himself, his decision and his uprising, proceed.
Ha bụ mba a na-atụ ụjọ, na ndị dịkwa egwu. Ha bụ iwu nye onwe ha, ihe ha tụpụtara ka ha na-eme. Ọ bụ onwe ha ka ha na-ebuli elu.
8 Then, swifter than leopards, are his horses, and, more sharply they attack, than evening wolves, and forward have leapt his chargers, —Yea, his chargers, from afar, will come in, they will fly as an eagle hath hastened to devour.
Ịnyịnya ha nwere ụkwụ nkọ karịa agụ. Ha na-akpa ike karịa nkịta ọhịa nke na-ejegharị nʼanyasị. Ndị ịnyịnya agha ha na-awụ ọsọ, ndị ha na-agba ịnyịnya na-esitekwa ebe dị anya na-abịa. Dịka ugo nke na-efedata i buru nri ọ ga-eri.
9 Solely for violence, will he come, the intent of their faces, is—To the east! And he hath gathered, as the sand, a captive host;
Ha niile na-abịa ime ihe ike. Ha ji ọsọ na-abịa dịka oke ifufe nke ọzara. Ha na-abịa ịchịkọta ndị a dọtara nʼagha dịka ha bụ uzuzu.
10 And, he, over kings, will make merry, and, nobles, will be a scorn to him: he, at any fortress, will laugh, once he hath heaped up dust, he hath captured it!
Ha na-akwa ndị eze emo, jirikwa ndịisi ọchịchị na-eme ihe ọchị. Ha na-achị ebe niile e wusiri ike ọchị, na-ekpokọtakwa aja nʼazụ mgbidi niile ịlụta ha nʼagha.
11 Then, hath he become arrogant in spirit, and hath committed excess, and so is guilty, —this his violence, is due to his god.
Mgbe ahụ, ha na-esi nʼebe ahụ gabiga dịka ifufe, na-agabigakwa ndị mehierenụ, bụrụkwa ndị ikpe mara, ndị ike ha bụ chi ha.”
12 Art not, thou, from of old, O Yahweh, my God, my Holy One? Thou diest not! O Yahweh, to judgment, hast thou appointed him, and, O Rock, to correction, hast thou devoted him:
Onyenwe anyị, Ọ bụ na ị dịghị site mgbe niile ebighị ebi? Chineke m, na Onye Nsọ m, Ị gaghị anwụ. Gị, Onyenwe anyị, họpụtara ha maka ikpe ikpe. Gị, oke nkume m, emeela ka ha bụrụ ndị ga-enweta ahụhụ.
13 [Thou] whose eyes are too pure to look with approval on wrong, to respect oppression, canst not endure, —Wherefore, shouldst thou respect the treacherous? Be silent, when the lawless, swalloweth up, one more righteous than he?
Ma anya gị dị ọcha nke ukwuu, na ọ dịghị elekwasị ajọ ihe anya; ị naghị anabatakwa mmegbu. Ma gịnị mere i ji gba ndị aghụghọ nkịtị? Gịnị mere i ji gba nkịtị mgbe ndị ajọ omume na-eloda ndị bụ ndị ezi omume karịa ha?
14 So wouldst thou have made Men, like the fishes of the sea, —like the creeping thing that hath no ruler over it:
I meela ndị mmadụ ka ha dịrị ka azụ nke osimiri, e, dịka anụ na-akpụ akpụ nke oke osimiri, nke na-enweghị onye na-achị ha.
15 All of which, with a hook, one bringeth up, raketh together with his drag, and hath gathered with his net, —
Onye iro nke ajọ omume juru obi, na-eji nko ya na-egbu ha. Ọ na-ejikwa nko ụgbụ ya na-ejide ha. Ọ na-achịkọta ha nʼụgbụ ya, si otu a na-aṅụrị ọṅụ, ma na-etegharịkwa egwu ọṅụ.
16 On which account, he is glad and exulteth: on which account, he sacrificeth to his Net, and burneth incense to his Drag; because, thereby, rich, is his portion, and his food—fatness!
Nʼihi nke a, ọ na-achụ aja na-esurekwa ihe nsure ọkụ na-esi isi ụtọ nye ụgbụ ya, nʼihi na ọ bụ ụgbụ ya na-eme ka ọ na-ebi ezi ndụ, na-erikwa nri kachasị mma
17 Shall he, on this account, empty his net? And, the continual slaying of nations, deem to be no pity?
Ọ ga-aga nʼihu mgbe niile na-awụpụ ihe o ji ụgbụ ya gbute na-ala mba niile nʼiyi, dịka o si masị ya, na-egosighị obi ebere ọbụla?
