Nahum 2
1 Ɔtamfo reba wo so, Ninewe bɔ aban no ho ban, wɛn ɔkwan no, bɔ wo ho so na boa wʼahoɔden nyinaa ano!
He that dasheth in pieces is come up against thy face: keep the fortress, watch the way, make [thy] loins strong, fortify [thy] power mightily.
2 Awurade de Yakob anuonyam bɛsan ama no te sɛ Israel de no, ɛwɔ mu sɛ, asɛefo no ama ada mpan na wɔasɛe ne bobe mfuw.
For Jehovah hath brought again the glory of Jacob, as the glory of Israel; for the wasters have wasted them, and marred their vine-branches.
3 Asraafo no nkatabo yɛ kɔkɔɔ; akofo no hyehyɛ ɔkɔben akotade. Nnade a wɔde yɛɛ nteaseɛnam no twa yerɛw yerɛw sɛ da a wɔyɛɛ no; mpeaw a wɔapema wɔ nnua so no rehim.
The shield of his mighty men is made red, the valiant men are in scarlet: the chariots [glitter] with the sheen of steel, in the day of his preparation, and the spears are brandished.
4 Nteaseɛnam no twiw fa mmɔnten so, na wodi akɔneaba. Wɔte sɛ ogyatɛn a ɛredɛw; wɔbɔ yerɛdɛ te sɛ anyinam.
The chariots rush madly in the streets, they justle one against another in the broad ways: the appearance of them is like torches, they run like lightnings.
5 Ɔfrɛfrɛɛ nʼakofo a wodi mu, nanso wohintihintiw wɔ ɔkwan mu. Wɔde mmirika kɔ kuropɔn no afasu ho; na wɔyɛ wɔn nkataanim krado.
He bethinketh him of his nobles: they stumble in their march; they make haste to the wall thereof, and the shelter is prepared.
6 Wobuebue asubɔnten apon no, na ahemfi no dwiriw gu fam.
The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace melteth away.
7 Wɔhyɛ mmaraden sɛ wɔmfa kuropɔn no nnommum na wɔmfa wɔn nkɔ. Ne mfenaa de wɔn nsa gu wɔn koko so su te sɛ mmorɔnoma.
And it is decreed: she shall be uncovered, she shall be led away, and her maids shall moan as with the voice of doves, drumming upon their breasts.
8 Ninewe te sɛ ɔtare a mu nsu resen kɔ. Wɔteɛ mu se, “Munnyina hɔ! Munnyina hɔ!” Nanso, obiara ansan nʼakyi.
Nineveh hath been like a pool of water, since the day she existed, yet they flee away. ...Stand! Stand! But none looketh back.
9 Momfom dwetɛ no! Momfom sikakɔkɔɔ no! Ahonyade a ɛwɔ adekoradan mu nyinaa! Na ahonyade no dɔɔso.
Plunder the silver, plunder the gold; for there is no end of the splendid store of all precious vessels.
10 Wɔabɔ Ninewe korɔn, wɔayɛ no pasaa! Koma botow, na nkotodwe wosowosow, nnipa ho popo na wɔn anim hoa.
She is empty, and void, and waste; and the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and writhing pain is in all loins, and all their faces grow pale.
11 Mprempren he na gyata buw no wɔ, faako a wɔma wɔn mma aduan no, faako a gyatanini ne gyatabere kɔe na wɔn mma nso kɔ a wonsuro?
Where is [now] the den of the lions, and the feeding-place of the young lions, where the lion, the lioness, [and] the lion's whelp walked, and none made them afraid?
12 Gyata akum nea ɛbɛmee ne mma. Wabobɔ hanam ama gyatabere no. Ɔde nea wakum ahyɛ ne bon ma na ɔde hanam ahyɛ nʼatu amaama.
The lion tore in pieces enough for his whelps, and strangled for his lionesses, and filled his holes with prey, and his dens with ravin.
13 “Me ne wo nka,” sɛnea Asafo Awurade se ni, “Mɛhyew wo nteaseɛnam na adan wusiw na afoa bekunkum wo gyatamma. Merennyaw wo hanam biara wɔ asase so. Wɔrente wʼasomafo no nne bio.”
Behold, I am against thee, saith Jehovah of hosts: and I will burn her chariots into 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.
