Nahumi 3
1 Rine nhamo guta reropa, rizere nenhema, rizere nezvakapambwa, harigari risina varinotambudza!
Woe to the bloody city! Full of lies and plunder, without end is the spoil.
2 Kurira kwetyava, utsvikitsviki hwamavhiri, mutsindo wamabhiza nomubvumo wokutinhira kwengoro!
Hear the crack of the whip, hear the rattle of wheels. Galloping horses, jolting chariots.
3 Kumhanya kwavatasvi vamabhiza, kupenya kweminondo namapfumo anovaima! Vazhinji vakaurayiwa, mirwi yevakafa, mitumbi isingaverengeki, vanhu vachigumburwa nezvitunha.
Horsemen charging, swords flashing, spears glittering, a multitude of slain, a heap of bodies, no end to the corpses over which people stumble!
4 Zvose izvi nokuda kwokuchiva kuzhinji kwechifeve, chinokwezvera, mukuru wouroyi, akatapa ndudzi noufeve hwake namarudzi avanhu nouroyi hwake.
“Because you acted like a whore, bewitching the nations, enticing the peoples,
5 “Ndine mhaka newe,” ndizvo zvinotaura Jehovha Wamasimba Ose. Ndichafukura nguo yako ifukidze chiso chako “Ndicharatidza ndudzi kushama kwako namadzimambo kunyadziswa kwako.
I am against you, Nineveh” the Lord of hosts declares. “I will strip your clothes and show the nations your nakedness, and the kingdoms your shame.
6 Ndichakukandidzira tsvina, ndichakuita akazvidzika uye ndichakuita chiseko.
“I will fling loathsome filth at you, and make you an object of contempt, a spectacle,
7 Vose vachakuona vachakutiza uye vachati, ‘Ninevhe raparara, ndiani acharichema?’ Ndingawana kupi munhu angakunyaradza?”
so that everyone who sees you will flee from you and say: ‘Nineveh is laid waste, who will mourn for her?’
8 Uri nani kupfuura Tebhesi here, rakavakwa paNairi, rakakomberedzwa nemvura? Rwizi ndirwo rwairidzivirira, mvura iri rusvingo rwaro.
“Are you any better than Thebes, which stood on the banks of the Nile, with waters around as a rampart, whose wall was the sea of waters?
9 Etiopia neIjipiti ndizvo zvaiva simba rayo guru; Puti neRibhiya dzaiva pakati pavabatsiri vayo.
Her strength was Ethiopia and Egypt. The Libyans were her helpers, and Put with its countless people.
10 Kunyange zvakadaro yakatapwa ikaendeswa kuutapwa. Vacheche varo vakaputsanyiwa kumavambo kwemigwagwa yose. Mijenya yakakandwa pamusoro pemachinda avo, uye vakuru vavo vakasungwa nengetani.
Yet she was exiled and made captive. On all corners of the streets her infants were dashed to pieces. Lots were cast for her nobles, all her great ones were bound in chains.
11 Newewo uchadhakwa; uchavanda ugotsvaka utiziro kubva kumuvengi wako.
“You too, Nineveh, will be drunk with fear; you too will seek a place of escape from the foe.
12 Nhare dzako dzose dzafanana nemiti yemionde ine michero yokutanga yaibva; paanozunzwa, maonde anodonhera mumuromo momudyi.
All your fortresses are fig trees with the first ripe figs; if shaken, they fall into the mouth of the eater!
13 Tarira mauto ako, vose vakadzi! Masuo enyika yako akazarurirwa kuvavengi vako; moto waparadza mazariro awo.
Your troops are weak as women before your foes; the gates of your land are wide open; your defenses burned down.
14 Cherai mvura kuitira kukombwa, simbisai nhare dzenyu! Gadzirai ivhu, kanyai dhaka, mugadzire zvidhina zvenyu!
“Draw water for the siege, strengthen your forts. Go to the clay pits and tread the clay; take up the brick moulds.
15 Moto uchakuparadzai imomo; munondo uchakuurayai, uye uchakuparadzai semhashu. Berekanai semhashu, muberekane sehwiza!
There the fire will consume you, the sword will cut you down. Multiply like the locust or a swarm of grasshoppers.
16 Makawedzera uwandu hwavatengesi venyu kusvikira vapfuura nyeredzi dzedenga kuwanda. Asi sehwiza, vanoparadza nyika vobhururuka vachienda.
Increase the numbers of your merchants until they are more than the stars of heaven,
17 Varindi venyu vakaita sehwiza, machinda enyu segundamusaira rehwiza dzinomhara pamadziro musi wakunotonhora, asi kana zuva rabuda dzinobhururuka dzichienda, uye hapana anoziva kuti kupi.
until your watchmen are locusts, and your scribes like grasshoppers, which swarm in the hedges on a cold day; but when the sun rises they fly away, no one knows where.
18 Iwe mambo weAsiria, vafudzi vako vanotsumwaira; machinda ako anorara pasi kuti azorore. Vanhu vako vakapararira pamusoro pamakomo pasina angavaunganidza.
“King of Assyria: your princes slumber, your nobles sleep! Your people are scattered on the mountains with no one to gather them!
19 Hapana chingarapa ronda rako; kukuvara kwako kuchakuuraya. Mumwe nomumwe anonzwa nezveguhu rako anorova maoko ake pakuwa kwako, nokuti ndianiko asina kunzwa utsinye hwako husina magumo?
There is no healing for your hurt, your wound is incurable. All who hear of your fate clap their hands in joy, for who has escaped your limitless cruelty?”
