Sofonias Propheta 2
1 convenite congregamini gens non amabilis
Gather yourselves, gather together, O shameful nation,
2 priusquam pariat iussio quasi pulverem transeuntem diem antequam veniat super vos ira furoris Domini antequam veniat super vos dies furoris Domini
before the decree takes effect and the day passes like chaff, before the burning anger of the LORD comes upon you, before the Day of the LORD’s anger comes upon you.
3 quaerite Dominum omnes mansueti terrae qui iudicium eius estis operati quaerite iustum quaerite mansuetum si quo modo abscondamini in die furoris Domini
Seek the LORD, all you humble of the earth who carry out His justice. Seek righteousness; seek humility. Perhaps you will be sheltered on the day of the LORD’s anger.
4 quia Gaza destructa erit et Ascalon in desertum Azotum in meridie eicient et Accaron eradicabitur
For Gaza will be abandoned, and Ashkelon left in ruins. Ashdod will be driven out at noon, and Ekron will be uprooted.
5 vae qui habitatis funiculum maris gens perditorum verbum Domini super vos Chanaan terra Philisthinorum et disperdam te ita ut non sit inhabitator
Woe to the dwellers of the seacoast, O nation of the Cherethites! The word of the LORD is against you, O Canaan, land of the Philistines: “I will destroy you, and no one will be left.”
6 et erit funiculus maris requies pastorum et caulae pecorum
So the seacoast will become a land of pastures, with wells for shepherds and folds for sheep.
7 et erit funiculus eius qui remanserit de domo Iuda ibi pascentur in domibus Ascalonis ad vesperam requiescent quia visitabit eos Dominus Deus eorum et avertet captivitatem eorum
The coast will belong to the remnant of the house of Judah; there they will find pasture. They will lie down in the evening among the houses of Ashkelon, for the LORD their God will attend to them and restore their captives.
8 audivi obprobrium Moab et blasphemias filiorum Ammon quae exprobraverunt populo meo et magnificati sunt super terminos eorum
“I have heard the reproach of Moab and the insults of the Ammonites, who have taunted My people and threatened their borders.
9 propterea vivo ego dicit Dominus exercituum Deus Israhel quia Moab ut Sodoma erit et filii Ammon quasi Gomorra siccitas spinarum et acervi salis et desertum usque in aeternum reliquiae populi mei diripient illos residui gentis meae possidebunt eos
Therefore, as surely as I live,” declares the LORD of Hosts, the God of Israel, “surely Moab will be like Sodom and the Ammonites like Gomorrah— a place of weeds and salt pits, a perpetual wasteland. The remnant of My people will plunder them; the remainder of My nation will dispossess them.”
10 hoc eis eveniet pro superbia sua quia blasphemaverunt et magnificati sunt super populum Domini exercituum
This they shall have in return for their pride, for taunting and mocking the people of the LORD of Hosts.
11 horribilis Dominus super eos et adtenuabit omnes deos terrae et adorabunt eum vir de loco suo omnes insulae gentium
The LORD will be terrifying to them when He starves all the gods of the earth. Then the nations of every shore will bow in worship to Him, each in its own place.
12 sed et vos Aethiopes interfecti gladio meo eritis
“You too, O Cushites, will be slain by My sword.”
13 et extendet manum suam super aquilonem et perdet Assur et ponet speciosam in solitudinem et in invium et quasi desertum
And He will stretch out His hand against the north and destroy Assyria; He will make Nineveh a desolation, as dry as a desert.
14 et accubabunt in medio eius greges omnes bestiae gentium et onocrotalus et ericius in liminibus eius morabuntur vox cantantis in fenestra corvus in superliminari quoniam adtenuabo robur eius
Herds will lie down in her midst, creatures of every kind. Both the desert owl and screech owl will roost atop her pillars. Their calls will sound from the window, but desolation will lie on the threshold, for He will expose the beams of cedar.
15 haec est civitas gloriosa habitans in confidentia quae dicebat in corde suo ego sum et extra me non est alia amplius quomodo facta est in desertum cubile bestiae omnis qui transit per eam sibilabit et movebit manum suam
This carefree city that dwells securely, that thinks to herself: “I am it, and there is none besides me,” what a ruin she has become, a resting place for beasts. Everyone who passes by her hisses and shakes his fist.
