Nahum 3
1 Woe to the bloody city! It is all full of lies and robbery—no end to the prey.
Mano kaka nobed malit ne dala mopongʼ gi remo, dala mopongʼ gi miriambo, dala mopongʼ gi gige mecho, kendo dala mopongʼ gi gik moyaki mosiko ka chando ji!
2 The noise of the whip, the noise of the rattling of wheels, prancing horses, and bounding chariots,
Nochwade gi del malit, ka tiende geche magoyo koko, ka tiend farese maringo mamor matek, kendo ka geche maringo mag farese makakni ka mach!
3 the horseman charging, and the flashing sword, the glittering spear, and a multitude of slain, and a great heap of corpses, and there is no end of the bodies. They stumble on their bodies
Oganda lweny omonjogi, gi ligengni mamil, kendo gi tonge mag lweny mamil! Joma ohinyore e lweny ngʼeny, kendo ringre joma otho ochok mangʼeny, ringre joma othogo okadho akwana, kendo joma ringo chwanyore kuom ringre joma othogo.
4 because of the multitude of the prostitution of the alluring prostitute, the mistress of witchcraft, who sells nations through her prostitution, and families through her witchcraft.
Magi duto timore nikech gombo mandhaga mar ochot, maywayo ji ire, en e chot ma jo-nyakalondo dhi ire, en ema ne oketo ogendini misumbinine kuom timbene mag chode kendo oywayo ji kuome gi timbene mag jwok.
5 “Behold, I am against you,” says the LORD of Armies, “and I will lift your skirts over your face. I will show the nations your nakedness, and the kingdoms your shame.
Jehova Nyasaye Maratego wacho niya, “An gi sigu kodu. Abiro elo lepu maum wengeu. Abiro nyiso ogendini duto dugu, kendo pinjeruodhi biro neno wichkuot maru.
6 I will throw abominable filth on you and make you vile, and will make you a spectacle.
Abiro bayi gi gik modwanyore kendo mochido, ka an kod chuny marach kodi, kendo abiro keti gima ji jaro.
7 It will happen that all those who look at you will flee from you, and say, ‘Nineveh is laid waste! Who will mourn for her?’ Where will I seek comforters for you?”
Ji duto ma oneni biro ringi kawacho ni, ‘Nineve osepodho ere ngʼama noywage?’ Ere kama danwangʼie ngʼama nyalo hoyi?”
8 Are you better than No-Amon, who was situated amongst the rivers, who had the waters around her, whose rampart was the sea, and her wall was of the sea?
Iparo ni iber moloyo Thebes mane oger e tiend aora mar Nael, ka olwore gi pi? Aorano ema ne otene kaka ohinga molwore, pige to ne obedone ohinga motegno.
9 Cush and Egypt were her boundless strength. Put and Libya were her helpers.
Jo-Kush gi Jo-Misri e kama nonwangʼie teko ma ok rum; jo-Put gi jo-Libya ne gin pinje kuom moko mane konye.
10 Yet was she carried away. She went into captivity. Her young children also were dashed in pieces at the head of all the streets, and they cast lots for her honourable men, and all her great men were bound in chains.
To kata kamano ne otere e twech, piny ma ok mare ma obedo misumba jomoko. Nyithinde ne ongʼad migepe matindo tindo e dho yore mag dalane. Ne ogo ombulu kuom jotende ma ruodhi, kendo joge madongo duto ne otwe gi nyororo.
11 You also will be drunken. You will be hidden. You also will seek a stronghold because of the enemy.
In bende ibiro mer, ibiro pondo, kendo ibiro kwayo kar dak kuom jowasiki.
12 All your fortresses will be like fig trees with the first-ripe figs. If they are shaken, they fall into the mouth of the eater.
Miechu mochiel motegno duto nochal mana gi yiende mag ngʼowu, machiego olemo mokwongo; ka oyieng-gi to olembgi lwar e dho jochiemo.
13 Behold, your troops amongst you are women. The gates of your land are set wide open to your enemies. The fire has devoured your bars.
Ne jolweny magi; gin mana mon lilo! Dhorangeye mag dalani oyaw malich ni wasiki; mach osewangʼogi.
14 Draw water for the siege. Strengthen your fortresses. Go into the clay, and tread the mortar. Make the brick kiln strong.
Kanuru pi ka kinde mar agengʼa pok ochopo, meduru keto ohinga obed motegno! Nywasuru lowo kendo chweyeuru motegno, mondo matafarego ugergo kuonde momukore mag ohinga obed motegno!
15 There the fire will devour you. The sword will cut you off. It will devour you like the grasshopper. Multiply like grasshoppers. Multiply like the locust.
Mach biro wangʼou kanyo, ligangla biro ngʼadou matindo tindo, mitieku mana ka dede mar bonyo momonjo piny. Medreuru ameda mana ka dede, medreuru ka det bonyo!
16 You have increased your merchants more than the stars of the skies. The grasshopper strips and flees away.
Usemedo jolok ohala magu, makoro githoth moloyo sulwe ma e polo, kendo kaka det bonyo chamo piny, e kaka giweyo piny duk bangʼe to gihuyo ma gia.
17 Your guards are like the locusts, and your officials like the swarms of locusts, which settle on the walls on a cold day, but when the sun appears, they flee away, and their place is not known where they are.
Joritou chalo det bonyo, jotendu to chalo gi det bonyo mochokore mathoth kabiro, kendo piyo e kor ot ka piny ngʼich, to ka chiengʼ owuok to gihuyo gidhi kuma mabor maonge ngʼama ongʼeyo.
18 Your shepherds slumber, king of Assyria. Your nobles lie down. Your people are scattered on the mountains, and there is no one to gather them.
Yaye ruodh jo-Asuria, jotendu nindo otero; ruodhi mau onindo piny mondo giywe. Jogi to okere ewi gode maonge ngʼama nyalo chokogi.
19 There is no healing your wound, for your injury is fatal. All who hear the report of you clap their hands over you, for who hasn’t felt your endless cruelty?
Onge gima nyalo chango adhondeni, ihinyori marach. Ji duto mowinjo wach man kuomi pamo lwetgi kuom podho mari, nimar ere ngʼama pok oneno sand ma ok rum mane isandogo ji?
