Nahum 2
1 The one who will dash you to pieces is coming up against you. Man the city walls, guard the roads, make yourselves strong, assemble your armies.
Aka taek aka yak ham te na mikhmuh ah cet coeng. Kasam te kueinah lamtah longpuei te dawn laeh. Cinghen te moem lamtah thadueng te boeih huel laeh.
2 For Yahweh is restoring the majesty of Jacob, like the majesty of Israel, although the plunderers devastated them and destroyed their vine branches.
Amih aka culh rhoek tah culh uh tih a thingluei te mit cakhaw, BOEIPA loh Jakob kah mingthennah te Israel kah mingthennah bangla a mael sak ngawn ni.
3 The shields of his mighty men are red, and the soldiers are clothed in scarlet; the chariots flash with their metal on the day that they are made ready, and the cypress spears are waved in the air.
A hlangrhalh rhoek kah photling tah thimyum tih tatthai hlang rhoek khaw thiling hmai leng neh nukyum uh. A khohnin ah sikim coeng tih hmaical a hlaek uh.
4 The chariots speed through the streets; they rush back and forth in the wide streets. They look like torches, and they run like lightning.
Leng rhoek te vongvoel longah yan uh tih toltung ah cu uh. A mueimae mah hmaithoi bangla om tih rhaek bangla yong.
5 The one who will dash you to pieces calls his officers; they stumble over each other in their march; they hurry to attack the city wall. The large shield is made ready to protect these attackers.
A khuet rhoek a thoelh tih a lambong, a lambong ah hlinghlawk uh. A vongtung ah tokthuet uh tih vongthung te a cikngae sak.
6 The gates at the rivers are forced open, and the palace falls to ruins.
Tuiva vongka te ong uh tih lumim loh paci coeng.
7 Huzzab is stripped of her clothes and is taken away; her female servants moan like doves, beating on their breasts.
A suem bangla a poelyoe tih a khuen coeng. A salnu loh a thinko ah aka tum tum vahui ol bangla a hmaithawn coeng.
8 Nineveh is like a leaking pool of water, with its people fleeing away like rushing water. Others shout, “Stop, stop,” but no one looks back.
Nineveh khaw amah hnin lamloh tuibuem tui bangla om. Tedae amih te coe tih, 'Pai dae, pai dae,’ a ti akhaw mael uh pawh.
9 Take the silver plunder, take the gold plunder, for there is no end to it, to the splendor of all Nineveh's beautiful things.
Cak te poelyoe uh, sui khaw poelyoe uh laeh. Sahnaih hnopai cungkuem he thangpomnah hmuenmol kah a bawtnah moenih.
10 Nineveh is empty and ruined. Everyone's heart melts, everyone's knees strike together, and anguish is in everyone; their faces are all pale.
Hoengpawk neh daprhok la pong saeh. Lungbuei te yut saeh. Khuklu te khuep uh saeh lamtah a cinghen tom ah thueknah saeh. Maelhmai boeih te muhut la phuem saeh.
11 Where now is the lions' den, the place where the young lion cubs were fed, the place where the lion and lioness walked, with the cubs, where they were afraid of nothing?
Sathueng khuirhung neh sathuengca kah a luemnah te melae? Sathueng neh sathuengnu te mela hnap a pongpa? Sathueng ca khaw lakueng a om moenih.
12 The lion tore his victims to pieces for his cubs; he strangled victims for his lionesses, and filled his cave with victims, his dens with torn carcasses.
Sathueng loh a casen rhoek te a rhoeh la a baeh tih amah sathuengnu hamla a kuiok sak. Te dongah a put te maeh neh, a khuisaek te saha neh a hu.
13 “See, I am against you—this is the declaration of Yahweh of hosts. I will burn your chariots in the smoke, and the sword will devour your young lions. I will cut off your prey from your land, and the voices of your messengers will be heard no more.”
Nang taengah ka pai coeng he. He tah caempuei BOEIPA kah olphong ni. Anih kah leng te hmaikhu la ka toih ni. Te dongah na sathueng te cunghang loh a yoop ni. Te phoeiah na maeh te diklai lamloh ka hnawt vetih na puencawn ol ya voel mahpawh.
