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.
Onye na-ebuso gị agha na-abịakwasị gị. Chee ebe gị niile e wusiri ike nche. Chee ụzọ niile nche, mee ka ụkwụ gị sie ike nʼala. Chịkọtakwa ike gị niile.
2 For Yahweh is restoring the majesty of Jacob, like the majesty of Israel, although the plunderers devastated them and destroyed their vine branches.
Onyenwe anyị ga-eme ka ịma mma Jekọb laghachi, dịka ịma mma nke Izrel ọ bụ ezie na ndị mbibi ebibiela ha, lakwaa alaka osisi vaịnị ha niile nʼiyi.
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.
Ọta ndị agha ya na-acha ọbara ọbara, ndị bụ dike nʼagha yikwa uwe na-acha uhie uhie. Igwe e ji wuo ụgbọ agha na-egbu amụma nʼụbọchị ahụ ha na-ejikere agha, otu a kwa, ha na-efegharịkwa ùbe ha eji osisi fịa mee.
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.
Ụgbọ agha na-eme mkpọtụ dị ukwuu nʼezi, ha na-agbagharị ihu na azụ nʼama niile. Ha na-enwu dịka ire ọkụ, na-agbagharịkwa dịka amụma.
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.
Ọ na-akpọkọta ndị agha ya a zụziri azụzi, ma ha na-asọ ngọngọ nʼije ha. Ha ji ọsọ gbaga ruo nʼelu mgbidi ha, dozie ọta nche ha niile nʼusoro.
6 The gates at the rivers are forced open, and the palace falls to ruins.
Ma e megheela ọnụ ụzọ ama nke osimiri, ụlọeze na-amakwa jijiji.
7 Huzzab is stripped of her clothes and is taken away; her female servants moan like doves, beating on their breasts.
E nyela ya ka ọ bụrụ iwu na obodo a aghaghị ịbụ obodo a dọtara nʼagha. Ndị ohu ha ndị inyom so ha nʼazụ na-akwa akwa dịka nduru, na-etikwa aka nʼobi.
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.
Ninive dịka ọdọ mmiri nke mmiri ya na-ehifusị. “Kwụsị! Kwụsị!” ka ha na-ebe, ma ọ dịghị onye ga-ele anya nʼazụ.
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.
Kwakọrọnụ ọlaọcha, kwakọrọnụ ọlaedo dịka ihe a kwatara nʼagha. Akụnụba dị nʼụlọakụ ya na ihe ndị ọzọ bara uru nʼobodo ahụ, enweghị ọgwụgwụ.
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.
E bibiela ya. A gbahapụla ya, hapụ ya ka ọ tọgbọrọ nʼefu. Obi ndị nọ nʼime ya na-alọ mmiri, ikpere ha niile na-ama jijiji, anụ ahụ ha niile na-amakwa jijiji, ihu niile achagharịakwala.
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?
Ebeekwa ka ọgba ọdụm ahụ dị ugbu a, bụ ebe ahụ ha na-anọ enye ụmụ ha nri, ebe oke ọdụm na nne ọdụm na-ejegharị, na ebe ụmụ ọdụm na-anọ na-atụghị egwu ihe ọbụla?
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.
Ọdụm ahụ na-adọgbu anụ na-ezuru ụmụ ya, nke na-anyagburu nne ọdụm anụ, na-ekpoju anụ ọ dọgbutara nʼụlọ ya niile. Ebe obibi ya jupụtara nʼanụ ọ dọgburu.
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.”
“Edoola m onwe m imegide gị,” otu a ka Onyenwe anyị, Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile kwubiri, “Aga m esure ụgbọala gị niile nʼanwụrụ ọkụ, mma agha ga-ala ụmụ ọdụm gị niile nʼiyi. Agaghị m ahapụkwara gị anụ ọbụla ị ga-adọgbu nʼụwa. A gaghị anụkwa olu ndị ozi gị ọzọ.”
