Nahum 3
1 Woe to the bloody city! It is all full of lies and robbery—no end to the prey.
Ègbé ni fún ìlú ẹ̀jẹ̀ nì, gbogbo rẹ̀ kún fún èké, ó kún fún olè, ìjẹ kò kúrò!
2 The noise of the whip, the noise of the rattling of wheels, prancing horses, and bounding chariots,
Ariwo pàṣán àti ariwo kíkùn kẹ̀kẹ́ ogun àti jíjó ẹṣin àti gbígbọn kẹ̀kẹ́ ogun jìgìjìgì!
3 the horseman charging, and the flashing sword, the glittering spear, and a multitude of slain, and a great heap of corpses, and there is no end of the bodies. They stumble on their bodies
Ológun orí ẹṣin ń fi ìgbónára ju idà wọn mọ̀nàmọ́ná ọ̀kọ̀ rẹ̀ ti ń dán yanran sí òkè! Ọ̀pọ̀lọpọ̀ si ní àwọn ẹni tí a pa, àti ọ̀pọ̀lọpọ̀ òkú; òkú kò sì ni òpin; àwọn ènìyàn sì ń kọsẹ̀ lára àwọn òkú.
4 because of the multitude of the prostitution of the alluring prostitute, the mistress of witchcraft, who sells nations through her prostitution, and families through her witchcraft.
Nítorí ọ̀pọ̀lọpọ̀ panṣágà àgbèrè tí ó rójú rere gbà, ìyá àjẹ́ tí ó ṣọ́ àwọn Orílẹ̀-èdè di ẹrú nípa àgbèrè rẹ̀ àti àwọn ìdílé nípa ìṣe àjẹ́ rẹ̀.
5 “Behold, I am against you,” says the LORD of Armies, “and I will lift your skirts over your face. I will show the nations your nakedness, and the kingdoms your shame.
“Èmi dojúkọ ọ́,” ni Olúwa àwọn ọmọ-ogun wí. “Èmi ó si ká aṣọ àwọ̀tẹ́lẹ̀ rẹ ní ojú rẹ. Èmi yóò sì fi ìhòhò rẹ̀ han àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè àti ìtìjú rẹ̀ han àwọn ilẹ̀ ọba.
6 I will throw abominable filth on you and make you vile, and will make you a spectacle.
Èmi yóò da ẹ̀gbin tí ó ni ìríra sí ọ ní ara, èmi yóò sì sọ ọ́ di aláìmọ́, èmi yóò sì sọ ọ́ di ẹlẹ́yà.
7 It will happen that all those who look at you will flee from you, and say, ‘Nineveh is laid waste! Who will mourn for her?’ Where will I seek comforters for you?”
Gbogbo àwọn tí ó ba sì wò ọ́ yóò sì káàánú fún ọ, wọn yóò sì wí pé, ‘Ninefe ṣòfò, ta ni yóò kẹ́dùn rẹ?’ Níbo ni èmi o ti wá olùtùnú fún ọ?”
8 Are you better than No-Amon, who was situated among the rivers, who had the waters around her, whose rampart was the sea, and her wall was of the sea?
Ǹjẹ́ ìwọ ha sàn ju Tebesi lọ, èyí tí ó wà ní ibi odò Naili, tí omi sì yí káàkiri? Odò náà sì jẹ́ ààbò rẹ̀, omi si jẹ́ odi rẹ̀.
9 Cush and Egypt were her boundless strength. Put and Libya were her helpers.
Etiopia àti Ejibiti ni agbára rẹ, kò sí ní òpin; Puti àti Libia ni àwọn olùgbèjà rẹ̀.
10 Yet was she carried away. She went into captivity. Her young children also were dashed in pieces at the head of all the streets, and they cast lots for her honorable men, and all her great men were bound in chains.
Síbẹ̀síbẹ̀ a kó o ní ìgbèkùn o sì lọ sí oko ẹrú. Àwọn ọmọ wẹ́wẹ́ rẹ̀ ni a ó fọ́ mọ́lẹ̀ ní orí ìta gbogbo ìgboro. Wọ́n sì di ìbò nítorí àwọn ọlọ́lá rẹ̀ ọkùnrin, gbogbo àwọn ọlọ́lá rẹ ni a sì fi ẹ̀wọ̀n dè.
11 You also will be drunken. You will be hidden. You also will seek a stronghold because of the enemy.
Ìwọ pẹ̀lú yóò sì mu àmupara; a ó sì fi ọ́ pamọ́ ìwọ pẹ̀lú yóò máa ṣe àfẹ́rí ààbò nítorí ti ọ̀tá náà.
12 All your fortresses will be like fig trees with the first-ripe figs. If they are shaken, they fall into the mouth of the eater.
Gbogbo ilé ìṣọ́ agbára rẹ yóò dàbí igi ọ̀pọ̀tọ́ pẹ̀lú àkọ́pọ́n èso wọn; nígbà tí wọ́n bá ń gbọ̀n wọ́n, ọ̀pọ̀tọ́ yóò sì bọ́ sí ẹnu àwọn ọ̀jẹun.
13 Behold, your troops among you are women. The gates of your land are set wide open to your enemies. The fire has devoured your bars.
Kíyèsi gbogbo àwọn jagunjagun! Obìnrin ni gbogbo wọn. Ojú ibodè rẹ ní a ó ṣí sílẹ̀ gbagada, fún àwọn ọ̀tá rẹ; iná yóò jó ọ̀pá ìdábùú ìlẹ̀kùn ibodè rẹ.
14 Draw water for the siege. Strengthen your fortresses. Go into the clay, and tread the mortar. Make the brick kiln strong.
Pọn omi nítorí ìhámọ́, mú ilé ìṣọ́ rẹ lágbára sí i wọ inú amọ̀ kí o sì tẹ erùpẹ̀, kí ó sì tún ibi tí a ti ń sun bíríkì-amọ̀ ṣe kí ó le.
15 There the fire will devour you. The sword will cut you off. It will devour you like the grasshopper. Multiply like grasshoppers. Multiply like the locust.
Níbẹ̀ ni iná yóò ti jó ọ́ run; idà yóò sì ké ọ kúrò, yóò sì jẹ ọ́ bí i kòkòrò, yóò sì sọ ara rẹ̀ di púpọ̀ bí i tata, àní, di púpọ̀ bí eṣú!
16 You have increased your merchants more than the stars of the skies. The grasshopper strips and flees away.
Ìwọ ti sọ àwọn oníṣòwò rẹ di púpọ̀ títí wọn yóò fi pọ̀ ju ìràwọ̀ ojú ọ̀run lọ, ṣùgbọ́n bi eṣú ni wọn yóò sọ ilẹ̀ náà di ahoro, wọn yóò sì fò lọ.
17 Your guards are like the locusts, and your officials like the swarms of locusts, which settle on the walls on a cold day, but when the sun appears, they flee away, and their place is not known where they are.
Àwọn aládé rẹ̀ dàbí eṣú, àwọn ọ̀gágun rẹ dàbí ẹlẹ́ǹgà ńlá, èyí tí ń dó sínú ọgbà ni ọjọ́ òtútù, ṣùgbọ́n nígbà tí oòrùn jáde, wọ́n sálọ, ẹnìkan kò sì mọ ibi tí wọ́n gbé wà.
18 Your shepherds slumber, king of Assyria. Your nobles lie down. Your people are scattered on the mountains, and there is no one to gather them.
Ìwọ ọba Asiria, àwọn olùṣọ́-àgùntàn rẹ̀ ń tòògbé; àwọn ọlọ́lá rẹ dùbúlẹ̀ láti sinmi. Àwọn ènìyàn rẹ fọ́nká lórí àwọn òkè ńlá, tí ẹnikẹ́ni kò sì kó wọn jọ.
19 There is no healing your wound, for your injury is fatal. All who hear the report of you clap their hands over you, for who has not felt your endless cruelty?
Kò sì sí ohun tí ó lè wo ọgbẹ́ ẹ̀ rẹ sàn; ọgbẹ́ rẹ kún fún ìrora, Gbogbo ẹni tí ó bá sì gbọ́ ìròyìn rẹ yóò pàtẹ́wọ́ lé ọ lórí, nítorí ta ni kò ní pín nínú ìwà búburú rẹ ti kò ti lópin.
