Nahum 3
1 Teško gradu krvničkom, pun je laži, prepun grabeža, s pljačkanjem on ne prestaje!
Woe [to] the city of blood, She is all full with lies [and] burglary, Prey does not depart.
2 Slušajte! Pucaju bičem! Slušajte! Štropot točkova! Konji upropanj, kola poskakuju.
The sound of a whip, And the sound of the rattling of a wheel, And of a prancing horse, and of a bounding chariot, Of a horseman mounting.
3 Konjanici u stremenu, mačevi sjaju, koplja sijevaju ... gomile ranjenih, snopovi mrtvih, trupla unedogled, svuda se o truplo spotiče!
And the flame of a sword, and the lightning of a spear, And the abundance of the wounded, And the weight of carcasses, Indeed, there is no end to the bodies, They stumble over their bodies.
4 Eto plaće za razvrat bludnice, ljupke ljubaznice, vješte čarobnice koja je zavodila narode svojim razvratom i plemena svojim čaranjima.
Because of the abundance of the fornications of a harlot, The goodness of the grace of the lady of witchcrafts, Who is selling nations by her fornications, And families by her witchcrafts.
5 “Evo me! Tebi!” - riječ je Jahve nad Vojskama. “Na tvoje lice podignut ću skute tvoje haljine, tvoju golotinju pokazat ću narodima, tvoju sramotu kraljevstvima.
“Behold, I [am] against you,” A declaration of YHWH of Hosts, “And have removed your skirts before your face, And have showed nations your nakedness, And kingdoms your shame,
6 Bacit ću na tebe smeće, osramotit ću te, izložiti na stup sramote.
And I have cast on you abominations, And dishonored you, and made you as a sight.
7 Svaki koji te vidi, bježat će od tebe. Reći će: 'Niniva! Kakva razvalina!' Tko je može požaliti? Gdje joj naći tješitelje?”
And it has come to pass, Each of your beholders flees from you, And has said: Nineveh is spoiled, Who bemoans for her? From where do I seek comforters for you?”
8 Jesi li tvrđa od Tebe Amonove koja sjedi na rukavima Rijeke? Njezino predziđe bilo je more, njezini bedemi bile su vode.
Are you better than No-Ammon, That is dwelling among brooks? Waters she has around her, Whose bulwark [is] the sea, waters her wall.
9 Njezina snaga bila je Etiopija, Egipat; nije imala granica. Narodi Puta i Libije bili su joj pomoćnici.
Cush her might, and Egypt, and there is no end. Put and Lubim have been for your help.
10 A i ona je otišla u progonstvo, morala je ići u sužanjstvo; njezina nejaka djeca bila su razmrskana po svim raskršćima; za ugledne ljude njezine bacali su ždrijeb, svi njezini velikani okovani su lancima.
Even she becomes an exile, She has gone into captivity, Even her sucklings are dashed to pieces At the top of all out-places, And for her honored ones they cast a lot, And all her great ones have been bound in chains.
11 Tako ćeš i ti biti slomljena, bit ćeš svladana; tako ćeš i ti morati tražiti utočište pred dušmaninom.
Even you are drunken, you are hidden, Even you seek a strong place, because of an enemy.
12 Tvoje utvrde sve su kao smokvino stablo s urodom mladih smokava; kad se potrese stablo, smokve padaju u usta svakome koji ih želi jesti.
All your fortresses [are] fig trees with first-fruits, If they are shaken, They have fallen into the mouth of the eater.
13 Gledaj svoj narod: sve je žensko u domu tvome; vrata tvoje zemlje širom se otvaraju neprijatelju; oganj je sažgao tvoje prijevornice.
Behold, your people [are] women in your midst, To your enemies thoroughly opened Have been the gates of your land, Fire has consumed your bars.
14 Nacrpi vode za opsadu, utvrdi svoje bedeme, gnječi blato, gazi ilovaču, uzmi kalup za opeku.
Waters of a siege draw for yourself, Strengthen your fortresses, Enter into mire, and tread on clay, Make strong a brick-kiln.
15 A ipak će te oganj sažeći i mač potamaniti. Namnoži se kao kukci, namnoži se kao skakavci;
There a fire consumes you, A sword cuts you off, It consumes you as a cankerworm! Make yourself heavy as the cankerworm, Make yourself heavy as the locust.
16 [16a] umnoži svoje trgovce da ih bude više nego zvijezda na nebu,
Multiply your merchants above the stars of the heavens, The cankerworm has stripped off, and flees away.
17 [17a] tvoje posade neka bude kao skakavaca, a tvojih pisara kao kobilica. Borave po zidovima kad je hladan dan. Sunce grane: [16b] kukci razvijaju krilašca i lete, [17b] i odlaze tko zna kamo.
Your crowned ones [are] as a locust, And your princes as great grasshoppers, That encamp in hedges in a day of cold, The sun has risen, and it flees away, And its place where they are is not known.
18 Jao! Kako su zaspali tvoji pastiri, kralju asirski? Tvoji izabrani vojnici drijemaju, narod se tvoj raspršio po gorama, nitko ga više ne može sakupiti.
Your friends have slumbered, king of Asshur, Your majestic ones rest, Your people have been scattered on the mountains, And there is none gathering.
19 Tvojoj rani nema lijeka! Neizlječiva je tvoja ozljeda. Svi koji to saznaju plješću tvojoj razvalini. Tko nije bez sanka i prestanka osjećao na sebi tvoju okrutnost?
There is no weakening of your destruction, Your striking [is] grievous, All hearing your fame have clapped the hand at you, For over whom did your wickedness not pass continually?
