Nahum 2
1 Mai hari yana matsowa a kanki, Ninebe. Ki tsare mafaka, ki yi gadin hanya ki sha ɗamara ki tattaro dukan ƙarfinki!
One who scatters advances against you, O Nineveh. Guard the fortress! Watch the road! Brace yourselves! Summon all your strength!
2 Ubangiji zai maido da darajar Yaƙub, kamar ta Isra’ila, ko da yake masu washewa sun washe su suka kuma lalatar da inabinsu.
For the LORD will restore the splendor of Jacob like the splendor of Israel, though destroyers have laid them waste and ruined the branches of their vine.
3 Garkuwoyin sojojinsa ja wur ne; jarumawansa suna sanye da kaya masu ruwan jan garura. Ƙarafan kekunan yaƙi suna walƙiya a ranar da aka shirya su; ana kaɗa māsu da bantsoro.
The shields of his mighty men are red; the valiant warriors are dressed in scarlet. The fittings of the chariots flash like fire on the day they are prepared, and the spears of cypress have been brandished.
4 Kekunan yaƙi sun zabura a tituna, suna kai da kawowa a dandali. Suna walƙiya kamar tocila suna sheƙawa a guje kamar walƙiya.
The chariots dash through the streets; they rush around the plazas, appearing like torches, darting about like lightning.
5 Ninebe ta tattara rundunarta, duk da haka sun yi ta tuntuɓe a kan hanyarsu. Sun ruga zuwa katangan birnin, sun sanya garkuwar kāriya a inda ya kamata.
He summons his nobles; they stumble as they advance. They race to its wall; the protective shield is set in place.
6 An buɗe ƙofofin rafuffukan sai wurin ya rurrushe.
The river gates are thrown open and the palace collapses.
7 An umarta cewa birnin za tă tafi bauta, za a kuma yi gaba da su. Bayi’yan mata suna kuka kamar tattabaru suna buga ƙirjinsu.
It is decreed that the city be exiled and carried away; her maidservants moan like doves, and beat upon their breasts.
8 Ninebe tana kama da tafki, wanda ruwanta yana yoyo. Suna kuka suna cewa, “Ku tsaya! Ku tsaya,” amma ba wanda ya waiga.
Nineveh has been like a pool of water throughout her days, but now it is draining away. “Stop! Stop!” they cry, but no one turns back.
9 A washe azurfa; a washe zinariya; dukiyarsu ba ta da iyaka, arzikinsu kuma ba ya ƙarewa.
“Plunder the silver! Plunder the gold!” There is no end to the treasure, an abundance of every precious thing.
10 Ta zama wofi, an washe ta, an tuɓe ta! Zukata sun narke, gwiwoyi suna kaɗuwa, jikuna suna rawa, fuskoki duk sun kwantsare!
She is emptied! Yes, she is desolate and laid waste! Hearts melt, knees knock, bodies tremble, and every face grows pale!
11 Ina kogon zakokin nan yake yanzu, inda suka ciyar da’ya’yansu, inda zaki da zakanya sukan shiga, da’ya’yansu, ba mai damunsu
Where is the lions’ lair or the feeding ground of the young lions, where the lion and lioness prowled with their cubs, with nothing to frighten them away?
12 Zaki ya kashe abin da ya ishe’ya’yansa ya kuma murɗe wuyan dabbobi ya cika wurin zamansa da abin da ya kama ya cika kogwanninsa da abin da ya kashe.
The lion mauled enough for its cubs and strangled prey for the lioness. It filled its dens with the kill, and its lairs with mauled prey.
13 “Ina gāba da ke,” in ji Ubangiji Maɗaukaki. “Zan ƙone kekunan yaƙinki, takobi kuma zai fafare’ya’yan zakokinki. Ba kuma zan bar miki namun jejin da za ki kashe a duniya ba. Ba kuwa za a ƙara jin muryar’yan saƙonki ba.”
“Behold, I am against you,” declares the LORD of Hosts. “I will send your chariots up in smoke, and the sword will devour your young lions. I will cut off your prey from the earth, and the voices of your messengers will no longer be heard.”
