Zephaniah 2
1 Collect your thoughts, aye collect them, —O nation, depressed!
Coi uh laeh, a hue a bawt pah namtom te coi uh laeh.
2 Ere yet the decree, have given birth, like chaff, the day, have vanished, —ere yet shall come upon you, the glow of the anger of Yahweh, ere yet shall come upon you, the day of the anger of Yahweh.
Oltlueh a cun hlan ah cangkik bangla khohnin loh khum. BOEIPA kah thintoek thinsa loh nang soah a pai hlan ah pawt nim, BOEIPA kah thintoek hnin loh nang soah a pai hlan ah pawt nim.
3 Seek Yahweh—all ye lowly of the land, who have wrought, what he appointed, —seek righteousness, seek humility, peradventure, ye shall be concealed, in the day of the anger of Yahweh?
A laitloeknah aka vai diklai kah kodo boeih loh BOEIPA te tlap uh laeh. Duengnah te tlap uh. Kodonah te tlap uh. BOEIPA kah thintoek hnin ah na thuh uh thai khaming.
4 For, Gaza, forsaken, shall be, and, Ashkelon, a desolation, —Ashdod! at high noon, shall they drive her forth, and, Ekron, be uprooted:
Gaza a hnoo tih Ashkelon he khopong la om ni. Ashdod te khothun ah a haek uh vetih Ekron te a haih ni.
5 Alas! for the inhabitants of the line of the sea, the nation of Kerethim, —The word of Yahweh, is against you, O Canaan of the land of the Philistines, therefore will I destroy thee, to the last inhabitant.
Anunae, tuipuei langdai kah khosa namtom Kerethi aih. BOEIPA ol he Philisti kho kah Kanaan nang taengah om coeng. Te dongah khosak a tal hil nang kam milh sak ni.
6 So shall the line of the sea become a meadow, the wells of shepherds, and the folds of flocks;
Tuipuei rhi kah rhamtlim te boiva aka dawn kah impoem neh boiva kah tanglung la poeh ni.
7 And the line shall belong to the remnant of the house of Judah, Thereon, shall they feed their flocks, —In the houses of Ashkelon, shall they, at eventide, lie down, for Yahweh their God will visit them, and bring their captives back.
Te khuikah te Judah imkhui kah a meet ham khoyo la om ni. Ashkelon im ah luem uh vetih hlaem ah kol uh ni. Amih te a Pathen BOEIPA loh a hip vetih amih kah thongtla, thongtla te a mael puei ni.
8 I have heard the reproach of Moab, and the revilings of the sons of Ammon, —who have reproached my people, and have magnified themselves up to their bounds.
Moab kah kokhahnah neh Ammon ca rhoek kah honah te ka yaak coeng. Amih loh ka pilnam te a veet uh tih amamih khorhi ah pantai uh.
9 Wherefore, as I live, declareth Yahweh of hosts, God of Israel, Surely, Moab, like Sodom, shall become, and, the sons of Ammon, like Gomorrah, a possession for the thorn, and a pit of salt, Yea a desolation, unto times age-abiding: The remnant of my people, shall make of them a prey, and, the residue of my nation, shall inherit them.
Te dongah kai tah hingnah ni tila Israel kah Pathen caempuei BOEIPA kah olphong om coeng. Moab ngawn tah Sodom bangla, Ammon ca rhoek khaw Gomorrah bangla om ni. Lota cuk, lungkaeh pup neh kumhal kah khopong la om ni. Ka pilnam kah a meet loh amih te a poelyoe uh vetih kamah namtu, namtu kah a noi long tah amih te a pang uh ni.
10 This, shall they have, instead of their pride, —because they reproached and magnified themselves against the people of Yahweh of hosts.
Caempuei BOEIPA kah pilnam te a veet uh tih a cangdoek uh dongah amih kah hoemdamnah yueng la amih ham he ni a om.
11 Terrible will Yahweh be against them, for he hath caused to waste away all the gods of the earth, that men may bow down to him, every one from his place, all the coastlands of the nations:
Diklai pathen boeih te a yawih sak vaengah BOEIPA tah amih taengah a rhih om pai. Te dongah te hmuen kah hlang neh namtom sanglak boeih loh amah te a bawk uh ni.
12 Even ye Ethiopians, the slain of my sword were they!
Kushi nang khaw ka cunghang dongkah a rhok rhoek ni.
13 And may he stretch out his hand against the North, and destroy Assyria, —and may he make of Nineveh a desolation, dry as the desert!
A kut te tlangpuei la a thueng vetih Assyria te a milh sak ni. Te vaengah Nineveh te khopong rhamrhae neh khosoek la a khueh ni.
14 So shall lie down in her midst—flocks, each living thing of a nation, both pelican and bittern, in her capitals, shall roost, —a voice, shall resound in the window, the bustard, on the sill, for he hath destroyed, hath laid bare.
A laklung ah tuping neh, namtom kah a hingnah boeih khaw, khosoek saelbu khaw kol ni. Kharhoeng te a rhaimuem dongah rhaeh vetih bangbuet lamloh a ol cai ni. Cingkhaa dongkah lamphai thingpang ngawn tah kholing ah a yaal ni.
15 This, is the city exultant, that sat secure, that said in her heart, I, [am]! and no one besides! How hath she become a desolation! a lair of beasts, every one passing, by her doth hiss, shaketh his hand.
Khopuei he yalpo tih ngaikhuek la kho aka sa loh a thinko neh, “Kai phoeiah lungli lungla a tloe om a?,” a ti. Balae tih a kolhmuen te imsuep la a poeh. Mulhing boeih loh te longah a pah vaengah kutving neh a kut la a khong thil mai.
