Nahum 2
1 Ɔtohyɛsoɔni reba wo so, Ninewe bɔ aban no ho ban, wɛn ɛkwan 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 animuonyam bɛsane ama no te sɛ Israel deɛ no, ɛwom sɛ, asɛefoɔ no ama ada mpan na wɔasɛe ne bobe mfuo.
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 Asraafoɔ no akokyɛm yɛ kɔkɔɔ; akofoɔ no hyehyɛ kɔben akotaadeɛ. Nnadeɛ a wɔde yɛɛ nteaseɛnam no twa nyinam nyinam sɛ da a wɔyɛeɛ no; mpea a wapoma 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 twi fa mmɔntene so, na wɔdi akɔneaba. Wɔte sɛ ogyatɛn a ɛrederɛ; 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 nʼakofoɔ a wodi mu nanso wɔsuntisunti wɔ ɛkwan mu. Wɔde mmirika kɔ kuropɔn no afasuo ho; na wɔyɛ wɔn akokyɛm 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 Wɔbuebue asubɔnten apono no, na ahemfie no dwiri 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 ɔtadeɛ a emu nsuo resene korɔ. Woteam sɛ, “Monnyina hɔ! Monnyina hɔ!” Nanso, obiara ansane 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! Ahonyadeɛ a ɛwɔ akoradan mu nyinaa! Na ahonyadeɛ no dɔɔso.
Plunder the silver, plunder the gold; for there is no end of the splendid store of all precious vessels.
10 Wɔabɔ Ninewe korɔno, wɔayɛ no pasaa! Akoma boto, na nkotodwe woso woso, nnipa ho popo na wɔn anim to 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 Seesei ɛhe na gyatabuo no wɔ, baabi a wɔma wɔn mma aduane no, baabi a gyatanini ne gyatabereɛ korɔ na wɔn mma nso kɔ a wɔnsuro?
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 deɛ ɛbɛmee ne mma. Wabobɔ ahaboa ama gyatabereɛ no. Ɔde deɛ wakum ahyɛ ne bɔn ma na ɔde ahaboa ahyɛ nʼatuo mama.
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 nnka,” sɛdeɛ Asafo Awurade seɛ ni, “Mɛhye wo nteaseɛnam na adane wisie na akofena bɛkunkum wʼagyata mma. Merennya wo ahaboa biara wɔ asase so. Wɔrente wʼasomafoɔ 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.
