Zephaniah 2
1 Collect your thoughts, aye collect them, —O nation, depressed!
Mukuŋŋaane, weewaawo, mukuŋŋaane, mmwe eggwanga eritalina nsonyi,
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.
ekiseera ekyategekebwa nga tekinnatuuka, olunaku ne luba ng’ebisusunku ebifuumulibwa, obusungu bwa Mukama nga tebunnabatuukako, ng’olunaku olw’obusungu bwa Mukama terunnabatuukako.
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?
Munoonye Mukama, mmwe mwenna abawombeefu ab’omu nsi, abakola by’alagira; munoonye obutuukirivu n’obuwombeefu; mpozzi mulikwekebwa ku lunaku olw’obusungu bwe.
4 For, Gaza, forsaken, shall be, and, Ashkelon, a desolation, —Ashdod! at high noon, shall they drive her forth, and, Ekron, be uprooted:
Gaza kirirekebwawo, ne Asukulooni kiriba matongo: abantu ba Asudodi baligobebwamu mu ttuntu, ne Ekuloni kirisimbulibwa.
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.
Zibasanze mmwe ababeera ku lubalama lw’ennyanja, eggwanga ery’Abakeresi! Ekigambo kya Mukama kikwolekedde, ggwe Kanani, ensi ey’Abafirisuuti. Ndikuzikiriza so tewaliba asigalawo.
6 So shall the line of the sea become a meadow, the wells of shepherds, and the folds of flocks;
Olubalama lw’ennyanja ab’Akeresi gye babeera luliba malundiro g’abasumba n’ebisulo by’endiga.
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.
Olubalama lw’ennyanja luliba lwa kitundu ky’ennyumba ya Yuda ekyasigalawo era we banaalundiranga, ne mu nnyumba za Asukulooni mwe banaagalamiranga akawungeezi. Mukama Katonda waabwe alibalabirira, n’akomyawo obugagga bwabwe.
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.
Mpulidde okuvuma kwa Mowaabu n’okusekerera kw’Abamoni kwe bavumye abantu bange ne batiisatiisa ensi yaabwe.
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.
Kale nga bwe ndi omulamu, bw’ayogera Mukama Ayinzabyonna, Katonda wa Isirayiri, ddala Mowaabu aliba nga Sodomu, n’abaana ba Amoni nga Ggomola, ekifo emyennyango kye gyemala, n’ebirombe by’omunnyo, amatongo agolubeerera. Balinyagibwa abantu bange abaliba basigaddewo, n’ekitundu ky’eggwanga lyange ekifisseewo kiritwala ensi yaabwe.
10 This, shall they have, instead of their pride, —because they reproached and magnified themselves against the people of Yahweh of hosts.
Eno y’eriba empeera yaabwe olw’amalala gaabwe, kubanga bavumye ne banyooma abantu ba Mukama Ayinzabyonna.
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:
Mukama aliba wa ntiisa gye bali bw’alizikiriza bakatonda bonna ab’ensi. Amawanga gonna ag’oku mbalama zonna galimusinza, buli muntu ng’asinziira mu nsi ye.
12 Even ye Ethiopians, the slain of my sword were they!
Nammwe Abaesiyopiya, mulittibwa n’ekitala kyange.
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!
Aligololera omukono gwe ku bukiikakkono n’azikiriza Obwasuli; n’afuula Nineeve amatongo era ekikalu ng’eddungu.
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.
Ente n’endiga zinaagalamiranga wakati mu kyo, n’ensolo zonna eza buli kika: ekiwuugulu era ne nnamunnungu banaasulanga ku mpagi zaakyo. Amaloboozi gaabyo ganaawulikikanga mu madirisa; kafakalimbo ajjudde mu miryango, n’emikiikiro egy’emivule giryelulwa.
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.
Kino kye kibuga ekya kyetwala, ekyayogeranga mu mutima gwakyo nti, Nze we ndi, tewali mulala wabula nze: nga kifuuse bifulukwa, ekifo ensolo ez’omu nsiko we zigalamira! Buli muntu akiyitako aneesoozanga n’akinyoomoola.
