Naum 3
1 Teško gradu krvnièkom, vas je pun laži i otimanja, grabež ne izbiva iz njega.
Alas for the city of bloodshed! All of it, deceit, of violence full, none releaseth prey!
2 Pucaju bièevi, i toèkovi prašte, i konji topoæu, i kola skaèu,
The sound of the whip, and the sound of the rushing wheel, —and horse galloping, and dancing chariot rattling along.
3 Konjanici poskakuju, i maèevi se sjaju, i koplja sijevaju, i mnoštvo je pobijenijeh i sila mrtvijeh tjelesa, nema broja mrtvacima; i pada se preko mrtvaca,
Horsemen uplifting both the flashing sword, and the lightning spear, Aye, a mass of slain, and a weight of dead bridles, —and no end of corpses, so that they stumble upon their corpses.
4 Za mnoštvo kurvarstva ljupke kurve, vješte bajaèice, koja prodaje narode svojim kurvanjem i plemena vraèanjem svojim.
Because of the multitude of the unchaste doings of the unchaste one, fair in grace, mistress of secret arts, —who hath been selling nations by her unchaste doings, families by her secret arts,
5 Evo me na te, govori Gospod nad vojskama, i uzgrnuæu ti skute tvoje na lice, i pokazaæu narodima golotinju tvoju i carstvima sramotu tvoju.
Behold me! against thee, Declareth Yahweh of hosts, Therefore will I remove thy shirts over thy face, —and let, nations, see thy nakedness, and, kingdoms, thy shame;
6 I baciæu na tebe gadove i naružiæu te, i naèiniæu od tebe ugled.
And I will cast upon thee abominable filth, and treat thee as foolish, —and set thee as a gazing-stock.
7 I ko te god vidi, bježaæe od tebe, i govoriæe: opustje Ninevija; ko æe je žaliti? gdje æu tražiti one koji bi te tješili?
And it shall come to pass that, all who see thee, shall flee from thee, and shall say, Destroyed is Nineveh! Who will bemoan her?—Whence shall I seek any to comfort thee?
8 Jesi li bolja od No-Amona, koji ležaše meðu rijekama, optoèen vodom, kojemu prednja kula bješe more i zidovi mu bjehu more?
Art thou better than No-amon, who sat among the Nile-streams, waters round about her, —whose fortress was the sea, from the sea, her wall.
9 Jaèina mu bješe Huska zemlja i Misir i narodi bez broja; Futeji i Liveji bjehu ti pomoænici.
Ethiopia, was her strength, and Egypt—Yea, without end, —Put and Lubim, were among thy helpers.
10 I on bi preseljen, otide u ropstvo, i djeca njegova biše razmrskana po uglovima svijeh ulica; i za glavare njegove bacaše ždrijeb, i svi vlastelji njegovi biše okovani u puta.
Yet, she, was given up to exile, she went into captivity, even her babes, were dashed to the ground, at the head of all the streets, —and, for her honourable men, cast they lots, and, all her great men, were bound together in chains.
11 I ti æeš se opiti i kriæeš se, i ti æeš tražiti zaklon od neprijatelja.
Thou too, shalt be drunken, thou shalt hide thyself, —thou too, shalt seek shelter from the foe:
12 Svi æe gradovi tvoji biti kao smokve s ranijem rodom; kad se tresnu, padaju u usta onome ko hoæe da jede.
All thy fortresses, shall be fig-trees with first-ripe figs: if thy be shaken, then shall [the fruit] fall on the mouth of the eater.
13 Eto, narod su ti žene usred tebe; neprijateljima æe tvojim biti širom otvorena vrata od zemlje tvoje, oganj æe proždrijeti prijevornice tvoje.
Lo! thy people, are women, in thy midst, to thy foes, have been set wide open the gates of thy and, —a fire, hath devoured, thy bars.
14 Nahvataj sebi vode za opsadu, utvrdi ograde svoje; uði u kao i ugazi blato, opravi peæ za opeke.
Siege-water, draw for thyself, strengthen thy fortresses, —go into the clay, and tread thou the mortar, make strong the brick.
15 Ondje æe te proždrijeti oganj, maè æe te isjeæi, izješæe te kao hrušt; neka vas je mnogo kao hrušteva, neka vas je mnogo kao skakavaca.
There, shall a fire devour thee, the sword, shall cut thee off, it shall devour thee like the grass locust, make thyself numerous like the grass locust, make thyself numerous as the swarming locust:
16 Imaš trgovaca više nego što je zvijezda na nebu; hruštevi padoše, pa odletješe.
Though thou have multiplied thy foot-soldiers beyond the stars of the heavens, the grass locust, hath stript itself and flown away!
17 Glavari su tvoji kao skakavci i vojvode tvoje kao veliki skakavci, koji padaju po plotovima kad je studeno, a kad sunce grane, odlijeæu, i mjesto im se ne poznaje gdje bjehu.
Thy mercenary crowds, are like the swarming locust, and, thy mixed multitudes, like locusts—swarms of locusts, —which settle in the hedges on a cold day, the sun, hath broken forth, and they are in flight, and unknown is the place where they are!
18 Zadrijemaše tvoji pastiri, care Asirski, polijegaše junaci tvoji, narod se tvoj rasprša po gorama, i nema nikoga da ih zbere.
Asleep are thy shepherds, O king of Assyria, thy nobles, must needs rest. Scattered are thy people upon the mountains, and there is none to gather them.
19 Nema lijeka polomu tvom, ljuta je rana tvoja; ko god èuje glas o tebi, pljeskaæe rukama nad tobom, jer koga nije stizala zloæa tvoja jednako?
No lessening of thine injury, grievous is thy wound, —all who have heard the report of thee, have clapped their hands over thee, for, upon whom, hath not thy cruelty passed without ceasing?
