Nachuma 2
1 Postītājs ceļas pret tevi, - sargi pili, lūko uz ceļu, stiprini gurnus un centies spēcīgi!
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.
2 Jo Tas Kungs atkal uzceļ Jēkaba godību, tā kā Israēla godību, jo laupītāji tos aplaupījuši un maitājuši viņu vīna stīgas.
For Yahweh is restoring the majesty of Jacob, like the majesty of Israel, although the plunderers devastated them and destroyed their vine branches.
3 Viņa varoņu priekšturamās bruņas ir sarkanas, viņa kara ļaudis purpurā ģērbušies, rati spīd kā uguns liesmas tai dienā, kad viņš apbruņojās, un šķēpi top cilāti.
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.
4 Rati rīb uz ielām, tie skraida gatvēs, viņu izskats ir kā uguns lāpas, tie laistās kā zibeņi.
The chariots speed through the streets; they rush back and forth in the wide streets. They look like torches, and they run like lightning.
5 Viņš piemin savus varenos, tie klūp savā ceļā, tie steidzās uz mūriem un sataisa patvērumu.
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.
6 Upju vārti ir atdarīti, un pils iet bojā.
The gates at the rivers are forced open, and the palace falls to ruins.
7 Un ķēniņiene krīt kaunā un top aizvesta, un viņas kalpotājas vaid kā baloži un sit pie savām krūtīm.
Huzzab is stripped of her clothes and is taken away; her female servants moan like doves, beating on their breasts.
8 Jo Ninive bija kā ūdeņu ezers no tā laika, kad tā cēlusies. Bet tie bēg. Stāvat, stāvat! Bet neviens neskatās atpakaļ.
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.
9 Laupāt sudrabu, laupāt zeltu, jo tur mantas bez gala un visādu dārgumu papilnam.
Take the silver plunder, take the gold plunder, for there is no end to it, to the splendor of all Nineveh's beautiful things.
10 Posts un postaža un tuksnesis, sirds izkūst, ceļi dreb, un visi gurni gurst, un visi viņu vaigi nobāl.
Nineveh is empty and ruined. Everyone's heart melts, everyone's knees strike together, and anguish is in everyone; their faces are all pale.
11 Kur nu ir tas lauvu dzīvoklis un tā jauno lauvu ganība, kur tas lauva, tā lauvu māte ar tiem lauvu bērniem staigāja, un nebija, kas tos iztraucēja?
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?
12 Bet tas lauva laupīja gan priekš saviem bērniem un žņaudza priekš tām lauvu mātēm, savas alas viņš pildīja ar laupījumu un savus dzīvokļus ar to, ko saplosīja.
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.
13 Redzi, Es celšos pret tevi, saka Tas Kungs Cebaot; un sadedzināšu dūmos viņas ratus un zobens aprīs tavus lauvu bērnus, un Es izdeldēšu tavu laupījumu no zemes, un tavu vēstnešu balsi vairs nedzirdēs.
“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.”
