Sofonija 2
1 Saberite se, saberite se, narode nemili,
Gather yourselves, gather together, O shameful nation,
2 Dok nije izašao sud, i dan prošao kao pljeva, dok nije došao na vas ljuti gnjev Gospodnji, dok nije došao na vas dan gnjeva Gospodnjega.
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 Tražite Gospoda svi koji ste krotki u zemlji, koji èinite što je naredio; tražite pravdu, tražite krotost, eda biste se sakrili na dan gnjeva Gospodnjega.
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 Jer æe se Gaza ostaviti i Askalon æe opustjeti; Azot æe se odagnati u podne i Akaron æe se iskorijeniti.
For Gaza will be abandoned, and Ashkelon left in ruins. Ashdod will be driven out at noon, and Ekron will be uprooted.
5 Teško onima koji žive po bregovima morskim, narodu Heretejskom: rijeè je Gospodnja na vas, Hanane, zemljo Filistejska, ja æu te zatrti da ne bude stanovnika u tebi.
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 I bregovi æe morski biti stanovi i jame pastirske i torovi za stada.
So the seacoast will become a land of pastures, with wells for shepherds and folds for sheep.
7 I taj æe kraj biti ostatku doma Judina; ondje æe pasti; u domovima æe Askalonskim lijegati uveèe; jer æe ih pohoditi Gospod Bog njihov i povratiti roblje njihovo.
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 Èuo sam rug Moavov i ukore sinova Amonovijeh kojima ružiše moj narod, i raširiše se preko meða njihovijeh.
“I have heard the reproach of Moab and the insults of the Ammonites, who have taunted My people and threatened their borders.
9 Zato, tako ja bio živ, govori Gospod nad vojskama, Bog Izrailjev, Moav æe biti kao Sodom i sinovi Amonovi kao Gomor, mjesto koprivama, i slanica i vjeèna pustoš: ostatak naroda mojega oplijeniæe ih, i koji ostanu od naroda mojega naslijediæe ih.
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 To æe im biti za ponositost njihovu; jer ružiše narod Gospoda nad vojskama i podizaše se na nj.
This they shall have in return for their pride, for taunting and mocking the people of the LORD of Hosts.
11 Strašan æe im biti Gospod, jer æe istrijebiti sve bogove zemaljske, i njemu æe se klanjati svaki iz svojega mjesta, sva ostrva narodna.
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 I vi, Etiopljani, biæete pobijeni maèem mojim.
“You too, O Cushites, will be slain by My sword.”
13 I dignuæe ruku svoju na sjever, i zatræe Asirsku, i Nineviju æe opustiti da bude suha kao pustinja.
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 I u njoj æe ležati stada, svakojako zvijerje izmeðu naroda, i gem i æuk noæivaæe na dovratnicima njezinijem; glasom æe pjevati na prozorima; pustoš æe biti na pragovima, jer æe se poskidati kedrovina.
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 Taki æe biti veseli grad, koji sjedi bez brige, koji govori u srcu svom: ja sam, i osim mene nema drugoga. Kako opustje! posta loža zvijerju! Ko god proðe mimo nj zviždaæe i mahati rukom.
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.
