Nahum 3
1 Nnome nka mogya kuropɔn a atoro ne korɔn ahyɛ no ma na amanehunufo mpa mu da!
Woe to the city of blood! She is all full of deceit and robbery; She ceaseth not from plunder.
2 Apɔnkɔkafo abaa regyigye, nteaseɛnam nhankare reyɛ kirididi Apɔnkɔ rehuruhuruw ne nteaseɛnam redankyidankyi.
[[Hark!]] The noise of the whip! The noise of the rattling of the wheels, And of the prancing horses, And of the bounding chariots!
3 Apɔnkɔ ne wɔn sotefo ko kɔ wɔn anim; afoa twa yerɛw yerɛw, na mpeaw nso pa yerɛw yerɛw. Atɔfo bebree, awufo a bi deda bi so, afunu a wontumi nkan wɔn dodow a nnipa tiatia so.
The horseman lifteth up the flame of the sword, And the lightning of the spear; There is a multitude of the slain; heaps of dead bodies; There is no end to the carcasses; they stumble over the carcasses.
4 Eyi nyinaa fi oguamanfo bi akɔnnɔ, ntafowayifo no nnaadaa dodow no. Ɔno na ɔde nʼaguamammɔ tɔn amanaman na ɔde ne ntafowayi tɔn nnipa.
It is because of the many whoredoms of the harlot, The graceful beauty, the mistress of enchantments, That sold nations by her whoredoms, And kingdoms by her enchantments.
5 “Me ne wo nka,” sɛnea Asafo Awurade se ni, “Mɛpagyaw wʼatade akɔ soro. Mɛma amanaman ahu wʼadagyaw na ahenni ahorow nso ahu wʼanimguase.
Behold, I am against thee, saith Jehovah of host, And I will lift up thy trail over thy face, And I will show the nations thy nakedness, And the kingdoms thy shame.
6 Mede fi bɛsra wo ho, mebu wo animtiaa na mama nnipa ahwɛ wo.
And I will cast abominable filth upon thee, And I will dishonor thee, and make thee a gazing-stock,
7 Obiara a obehu wo beguan afi wo ho aka se, ‘Ninewe adwiriw, na hena na obesu no?’ Ɛhe na menya obi akyekye wo werɛ?”
And all that see thee shall flee from thee, And shall say, “Nineveh is laid waste; Who will bemoan her? Whence shall I seek comforters for thee?”
8 Wuye sen Tebes a ɛda Asubɔnten Nil ho a nsu atwa ne ho ahyia ana? Asubɔnten bɔ ne ho ban na nsu yɛ ne fasu.
Art thou better than No-Ammon, That dwelt by the rivers, That had the waters round about her, Whose fortress was the sea, And whose wall was from the waters?
9 Kus ne Misraim yɛ ne dɔm a wontumi nkan wɔn. Put ne Libia ka nʼadomfo ho.
Ethiopia and Egypt were her strength, a countless multitude; Phut and Lybia were thy helpers!
10 Nanso wɔfaa no nnommum twaa no asu. Wɔtow ne nkokoaa hwehwee fam ma wɔtetee wɔ mmɔnten so. Wɔbɔɔ nʼadehye so ntonto, na nʼatitiriw nso wɔde nkɔnsɔnkɔnsɔn guguu wɔn.
Yet was she carried away; she went into captivity; Her children were dashed in pieces at the head of all the streets; For her honorable men they cast lots, And all her great men were bound in chains.
11 Wo nso wobɛbow Na wubehintaw wo ho de akɔpɛ guankɔbea wɔ atamfo nkyɛn.
Thou also shalt drink to the full; Thou, too, shalt be hidden; Thou shalt seek a refuge from the enemy!
12 Wʼaban nyinaa te sɛ borɔdɔma nnua a asow aba foforo: sɛ wɔwosow a aba no tetew gu ma nea ɔrehwehwɛ bi adi.
All thy strong-holds shall be like fig-trees with the first ripe figs; If they be shaken, they fall into the mouth of the eater.
13 Hwɛ wʼakofo wɔn nyinaa yɛ mmea! Wʼasase so apon ano deda hɔ ma wʼatamfo; ogya ahyew wʼapon no akyi adaban.
Behold, thy people shall be women in the midst of thee; The gates of thy land shall be set wide open to thine enemies; The fire shall devour thy bars.
14 Sesaw nsu sie ma bere a wɔatua mo ano no. Yere wo bammɔ mu! Wɔw dɔte no na siesie ntayaa a wɔato no!
Draw thee water for the siege, Fortify thy strongholds. Go into the clay, and tread the mortar; Repair the brick-kiln!
15 Ɛhɔ na ogya bɛhyew wo; afoa betwa wo ahwe fam, wobedi wo nam sɛ mmoadabikuw. Monnɔ sɛ tɛwtɛw, mo ase mfɛe sɛ mmoadabi!
Then shall the fire devour thee; The sword shall cut thee off, It shall devour thee like the locust; Though thou art increased like the locusts, Though thou art increased like the thick locusts.
16 Woama wʼaguadifo adɔɔso, wɔn dodow asen ɔsoro nsoromma, nanso wɔte sɛ mmoadabi a wɔbɔ asase no kwaterekwa na afei wotu kɔ.
Thy merchants have been more numerous than the stars of heaven; The locusts spread themselves and fly away.
17 Wʼawɛmfo te sɛ mmoadabi. Wʼadwumayɛfo te sɛ mmoadabi akuw a wɔsensam ban ho awɔw da. Nanso sɛ owia pue a wotu kɔ, na obi nnim faako a wɔkɔ.
Thy princes are like locusts, And thy captains like swarms of locusts, Which encamp in the hedges in the time of cold; But when the sun ariseth, they flee away, And the place is not known where they are.
18 Asiriahene wo nguanhwɛfo retɔ nko. Wʼanuonyamfo deda hɔ rehome. Wo nkurɔfo abɔ apete wɔ mmepɔw no so a wonni anoboaboafo.
Thy shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria! Thy nobles take their rest, Thy people are scattered on the mountains, and none gathereth them.
19 Aduru biara rentumi nkum wʼapirakuru no; wo kuru no bekum wo. Obiara a ɔte wo nka no bɔ ne nsam wɔ wʼasehwe ho, Na hena koraa na wʼatirimɔdensɛm no bi nkaa no da?
Thy bruise is incurable; Thy wound is mortal. All that hear of thee shall clap their hands over thee; For upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually?
