Nahum 2
1 He who dashes in pieces has come up against you. Keep the fortress! Watch the way! Strengthen your waist! Fortify your power mightily!
Ɔtamfo reba wo so, Ninewe bɔ aban no ho ban, wɛn ɔkwan no, bɔ wo ho so na boa wʼahoɔden nyinaa ano!
2 For Yahweh restores the excellency of Jacob as the excellency of Israel, for the destroyers have destroyed them and ruined their vine branches.
Awurade de Yakob anuonyam bɛsan ama no te sɛ Israel de no, ɛwɔ mu sɛ, asɛefo no ama ada mpan na wɔasɛe ne bobe mfuw.
3 The shield of his mighty men is made red. The valiant men are in scarlet. The chariots flash with steel in the day of his preparation, and the pine spears are brandished.
Asraafo no nkatabo yɛ kɔkɔɔ; akofo no hyehyɛ ɔkɔben akotade. Nnade a wɔde yɛɛ nteaseɛnam no twa yerɛw yerɛw sɛ da a wɔyɛɛ no; mpeaw a wɔapema wɔ nnua so no rehim.
4 The chariots rage in the streets. They rush back and forth in the wide ways. Their appearance is like torches. They run like the lightnings.
Nteaseɛnam no twiw fa mmɔnten so, na wodi akɔneaba. Wɔte sɛ ogyatɛn a ɛredɛw; wɔbɔ yerɛdɛ te sɛ anyinam.
5 He summons his picked troops. They stumble on their way. They dash to its wall, and the protective shield is put in place.
Ɔfrɛfrɛɛ nʼakofo a wodi mu, nanso wohintihintiw wɔ ɔkwan mu. Wɔde mmirika kɔ kuropɔn no afasu ho; na wɔyɛ wɔn nkataanim krado.
6 The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace is dissolved.
Wobuebue asubɔnten apon no, na ahemfi no dwiriw gu fam.
7 It is decreed: she is uncovered, she is carried away; and her servants moan as with the voice of doves, beating on their breasts.
Wɔhyɛ mmaraden sɛ wɔmfa kuropɔn no nnommum na wɔmfa wɔn nkɔ. Ne mfenaa de wɔn nsa gu wɔn koko so su te sɛ mmorɔnoma.
8 But Nineveh has been from of old like a pool of water, yet they flee away. “Stop! Stop!” they cry, but no one looks back.
Ninewe te sɛ ɔtare a mu nsu resen kɔ. Wɔteɛ mu se, “Munnyina hɔ! Munnyina hɔ!” Nanso, obiara ansan nʼakyi.
9 Take the plunder of silver. Take the plunder of gold, for there is no end of treasure, an abundance of every precious thing.
Momfom dwetɛ no! Momfom sikakɔkɔɔ no! Ahonyade a ɛwɔ adekoradan mu nyinaa! Na ahonyade no dɔɔso.
10 She is empty, void, and waste. The heart melts, the knees knock together, their bodies and faces have grown pale.
Wɔabɔ Ninewe korɔn, wɔayɛ no pasaa! Koma botow, na nkotodwe wosowosow, nnipa ho popo na wɔn anim hoa.
11 Where is the den of the lions, and the feeding place of the young lions, where the lion and the lioness walked with the lion’s cubs, and no one made them afraid?
Mprempren he na gyata buw no wɔ, faako a wɔma wɔn mma aduan no, faako a gyatanini ne gyatabere kɔe na wɔn mma nso kɔ a wonsuro?
12 The lion tore in pieces enough for his cubs, and strangled prey for his lionesses, and filled his caves with the kill and his dens with prey.
Gyata akum nea ɛbɛmee ne mma. Wabobɔ hanam ama gyatabere no. Ɔde nea wakum ahyɛ ne bon ma na ɔde hanam ahyɛ nʼatu amaama.
13 “Behold, I am against you,” says Yahweh of Armies, “and I will burn her chariots in the smoke, and the sword will devour your young lions; and I will cut off your prey from the earth, and the voice of your messengers will no longer be heard.”
“Me ne wo nka,” sɛnea Asafo Awurade se ni, “Mɛhyew wo nteaseɛnam na adan wusiw na afoa bekunkum wo gyatamma. Merennyaw wo hanam biara wɔ asase so. Wɔrente wʼasomafo no nne bio.”
