Nahoma 2
1 Fa nitroatse añ’atrefan-dahara’o eo ty mpandrotsake, tano i kijoliy, jilovo i lalañey, mitokia an-kaozarañe, avorio o hafatrara’oo.
He who dashes in pieces has come up against thee. Keep the fortress. Watch the way. Make thy loins strong. Fortify thy power mightily.
2 Vaòe’ Iehovà ty enge’ Iakobe naho ty volonahe’ Israele; fa nampikoake iareo o mampikoakeo, vaho jinoi’ iareo o singam-bahe’eo.
For Jehovah restores the excellency of Jacob, as the excellency of Israel, for the emptiers have emptied them out, and destroyed their vine-branches.
3 Ho mena mañabarà ty fikalan-defo’ o fanalolahio, misikiñe mena iaby o lahin-defo’eo, afo amam-bý miloeloe o sarete’eo amy andro fihentseña’ey, vaho miriñariña iaby o lefon-ambilazoo;
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 cypress spears are brandished.
4 Mitrakotrako amo lalañeo o sareteo, mifaniotsiotse an-diolio eo; manahake ty fañilo ty vinta’ iareo, ie mihelatse mb’etia mb’eroa.
The chariots rage in the streets; they rush to and fro in the broad ways. The appearance of them is like torches. They run like the lightnings.
5 Tiahi’e i mpiaolo rey; mamingañe iereo te miloka; malisa t’ie handrombake i kijoliy, fa nihentseñeñe ty fikala’e,
He remembers his nobles. They stumble in their march. They make haste to the wall of it, and the mantelet is prepared.
6 Misokake o lalam-pikalañañe i sakaio vaho rinava’e i anjombay.
The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace is dissolved.
7 Fa nivoloseñe i mpanjaka ampelay, fa nasese añe, miñeoñeoñe hoe feon-deho-fona o anak’ ampata’eo, ie mamofok’ arañañe;
And it is decreed. She is uncovered. She is carried away, and her handmaids moan as with the voice of doves, beating upon their breasts.
8 Manahake o antara haehaeo t’i Ninevè, ie mihelañe añe; mijohaña, mitsangana! fe leo raike tsy mitoli-boho.
But Nineveh has been from of old like a pool of water. Yet they flee away. Stand, stand, they cry, but none looks back.
9 Kopaho o volafotio, haofo o volamenao amy te tsy ho revo ty an-driha ao, fanake tsifotofoto ty ao.
Take ye the spoil of silver. Take the spoil of gold. For there is no end of the store, the glory of all goodly furniture.
10 Kapaike re, mangoakoake naho mavo, mitranake ty arofo, mifampigaiñe o ongotseo, mikoritoke iaby ze fisafoa, mikò mainte iaby o vintañeo.
She is empty, and void, and waste. And the heart melts, and the knees smite together, and anguish is in all loins, and the faces of them all have grown pale.
11 Aia i lakaton-dionay, ty famahanañe o liona tora’eo, i fipiapià’ i lionay naho i liona-vavey naho i ana-dionaiy, ie tsy amam-pañembañe?
Where is the den of the lions, and the feeding-place of the young lions, where the lion and the lioness walked, the lion's whelp, and none made them afraid?
12 Nahaeneñe o ana’eo ty rinimi’ i lionay, nahatseke o vali’eo o vinono’eo, natsafe’e tsindroke o lava’eo, le nofotse riniatse an-dakato’eo.
The lion tore in pieces enough for his whelps, and strangled for his lionesses, and filled his caves with prey, and his dens with prey.
13 Miatreatre azo iraho, hoe t’Iehovà’ i Màroy Haonjoko an-katòeñe o sarete’eo, habotse’ i fibaray o liona tora’oo; le haitoako ami’ty tane toy o tsindro’oo, vaho tsy ho janjiñeñe ka ty fiarañanaña’ o ira’oo.
Behold, I am against thee, says Jehovah of hosts, and I will burn her chariots in the smoke, and the sword shall devour thy young lions. And I will cut off thy prey from the earth, and the voice of thy messengers shall no more be heard.
