Habakkuk 1
1 Àsọtẹ́lẹ̀ tí wòlíì Habakuku rí.
The oracle of which Habakkuk the prophet, had vision:
2 Olúwa, èmi yóò ti ké pẹ́ tó fún ìrànlọ́wọ́, ṣùgbọ́n ti ìwọ kò ni fetí sí mi? Tàbí kígbe sí ọ ní ti, “Ìwà ipá!” Ṣùgbọ́n tí ìwọ kò sì gbàlà?
How long, O Yahweh, have I called out, and thou wouldst not hear me? Have I kept crying unto thee of violence, and thou wouldst not save?
3 Èéṣe tí ìwọ fi mú mi rí àìṣedéédéé? Èéṣe tí ìwọ sì fi ààyè gba ìwà ìkà? Ìparun àti ìwà ipá wà ní iwájú mi; ìjà ń bẹ, ìkọlù sì wà pẹ̀lú.
Wherefore shouldst thou let me see iniquity, and, wrong, shouldst let me behold, and, force and violence, be straight before me, —and there should have ever been someone who, contention and strife, would uphold?
4 Nítorí náà, òfin di ohun àìkàsí, ìdájọ́ òdodo kò sì borí. Àwọn ẹni búburú yí àwọn olódodo ká, nítorí náà ni ìdájọ́ òdodo ṣe yí padà.
For which cause, benumbed is the law, and there is never any going forth of justice, —for, the lawless, doth circumvent the righteous, for which cause, justice doth go forth perverted?
5 “Ẹ wo inú àwọn kèfèrí, ki ẹ sí wòye, kí háà kí ó sì ṣe yin gidigidi. Nítorí èmi ó ṣe ohun kan ní ọjọ́ yín tí ẹ̀yin kò jẹ́ gbàgbọ́, bí a tilẹ̀ sọ fún yin.
Behold ye, among the nations, and look around, Yea stand stock still—stare, —for, a work, is being wrought in your days, ye will not believe, when it is recounted.
6 Nítorí pé, èmi yóò gbé àwọn ara Babeli dìde, àwọn aláìláàánú àti onínú-fùfù ènìyàn tí ó rin gbogbo ilẹ̀ ayé já láti fi agbára gbà àwọn ibùgbé tí kì í ṣe tiwọn.
For, behold me! raising up the Chaldeans, the bitter and headlong nation, —that marcheth to the breadths of the earth, to take possession of habitations, not his.
7 Wọn jẹ́ ènìyàn ti a bẹ̀rù, tí a sì páyà, ìdájọ́ wọn, àti ọláńlá wọn, yóò máa ti inú wọn jáde.
Awful and fearful, is he, —from himself, his decision and his uprising, proceed.
8 Ẹṣin wọn yára ju ẹkùn lọ, wọ́n sì gbóná jú ìkookò àṣálẹ́ lọ àwọn ẹlẹ́ṣin wọn yóò sí tan ara wọn ká; wọn yóò sì wá láti ọ̀nà jíjìn réré, wọn yóò sí fò bí ẹyẹ igún tí ń wá láti jẹrun,
Then, swifter than leopards, are his horses, and, more sharply they attack, than evening wolves, and forward have leapt his chargers, —Yea, his chargers, from afar, will come in, they will fly as an eagle hath hastened to devour.
9 gbogbo wọn sì wà fún ìwà ipá ìwò ojú wọn yóò sì wá síwájú; wọn sì ko ìgbèkùn jọ bí iyanrìn.
Solely for violence, will he come, the intent of their faces, is—To the east! And he hath gathered, as the sand, a captive host;
10 Wọn ó si máa fi àwọn ọba ṣẹ̀sín wọn ó sì tún kẹ́gàn àwọn aládé. Wọn yóò sì fi gbogbo ìlú odi alágbára nì rẹ́rìn-ín; nítorí pé, wọn yóò ko erùpẹ̀ jọ, wọn yóò sì gbà á.
And, he, over kings, will make merry, and, nobles, will be a scorn to him: he, at any fortress, will laugh, once he hath heaped up dust, he hath captured it!
11 Nígbà náà ni inú rẹ̀ yóò yípadà, yóò sì rékọjá, yóò si ṣẹ̀ ní kíka agbára rẹ̀ yìí sí iṣẹ́ òrìṣà rẹ̀.”
Then, hath he become arrogant in spirit, and hath committed excess, and so is guilty, —this his violence, is due to his god.
12 Olúwa, ǹjẹ́ láti ayérayé kọ ni ìwọ tí wà? Olúwa Ọlọ́run mi. Ẹni mímọ́ mi, àwa kì yóò kú Olúwa, ìwọ tí yàn wọn fún ìdájọ́; Ọlọ́run alágbára, ìwọ tí fi ẹsẹ̀ wọn múlẹ̀ fún ìbáwí.
Art not, thou, from of old, O Yahweh, my God, my Holy One? Thou diest not! O Yahweh, to judgment, hast thou appointed him, and, O Rock, to correction, hast thou devoted him:
13 Ojú rẹ mọ́ tónítóní láti wo ibi; ìwọ kò le gbà ìwà ìkà nítorí kí ni ìwọ ṣe gba àwọn alárékérekè láààyè? Nítorí kí ni ìwọ ṣe dákẹ́ nígbà tí ẹni búburú ń pa ẹni tí i ṣe olódodo ju wọn lọ run?
[Thou] whose eyes are too pure to look with approval on wrong, to respect oppression, canst not endure, —Wherefore, shouldst thou respect the treacherous? Be silent, when the lawless, swalloweth up, one more righteous than he?
14 Ìwọ sì tí sọ ènìyàn di bí ẹja inú Òkun, bí ohun tí ń rákò tí wọn ko ni alákòóso.
So wouldst thou have made Men, like the fishes of the sea, —like the creeping thing that hath no ruler over it:
15 Àwọn ènìyàn búburú fi àwọ̀n wọn gbé wọn sókè ó sì kó wọn jọ nínú àwọ̀n ńlá rẹ̀; nítorí náà, ó dunnú, ó sì yọ̀ pẹ̀lú.
All of which, with a hook, one bringeth up, raketh together with his drag, and hath gathered with his net, —
16 Nítorí náà, ó rú ẹbọ sí àwọ̀n rẹ̀, ó sì ń sun tùràrí fún àwọ̀n ńlá rẹ̀ nítorí pẹ̀lú àwọ̀n rẹ̀ ni ó fi ń gbé ní ìgbádùn tí ó sì ń gbádùn pẹ̀lú oúnjẹ tí ó bá wù ú.
On which account, he is glad and exulteth: on which account, he sacrificeth to his Net, and burneth incense to his Drag; because, thereby, rich, is his portion, and his food—fatness!
17 Ǹjẹ́ wọn yóò ha máa pa àwọ̀n wọn mọ́ ní òfìfo bí, tí wọn yóò sì pa orílẹ̀-èdè run láìsí àánú?
Shall he, on this account, empty his net? And, the continual slaying of nations, deem to be no pity?
