Jeremiah 47

1 The word of the Lord that came to Jeremias the prophet against the people of Palestine, before Pharao took Gaza.

Ko e folofola ʻa Sihova ʻaia naʻe hoko kia Selemaia ko e palōfita ki he kau Filisitia, ʻi he teʻeki ai ke taaʻi ʻe Felo ʻa Kesa.

2 Thus saith the Lord: Behold there come up waters out of the north, and they shall be as an overflowing torrent, and they shall cover the land, and all that is therein, the city and the inhabitants thereof: then the men shall cry, and all the inhabitants of the land shall howl,

‌ʻOku pehē ʻe Sihova; “Vakai, ʻoku tupu ʻae ngaahi vai mei he tokelau, pea ʻe hoko ia ko e vai fonu mahakehake lahi, pea ʻufiʻufi ʻaki ʻae fonua pea mo e meʻa kotoa pē ʻoku ʻi ai: ko e kolo mo kinautolu ʻoku nofo ʻi ai: pea ʻe toki tangi ʻae kau tangata, pea ʻe tangilāulau ʻae kakai kotoa pē ʻoe fonua.

3 At the noise of the marching of arms, and of his soldiers, at the rushing of his chariots, and the multitude of his wheels. The fathers have not looked back to the children, for feebleness of hands,

Ko e meʻa ʻi he patatū ʻae vaʻe ʻoe fanga hoosi mālohi, mo e meʻa ʻi he lele ʻae ngaahi saliote, pea mo e longoaʻa ʻo ʻene ngaahi saliote, ʻe ʻikai sio ki mui ʻae ngaahi tamai ki heʻenau fānau ko e meʻa ʻi he vaivai ʻa honau nima;

4 Because of the coming of the day, in which all the Philistines shall be laid waste, and Tyre and Sidon shall be destroyed, with all the rest of their helpers. For the Lord hath wasted the Philistines, the remnant of the isle of Cappadocia.

Koeʻuhi ko e ʻaho ʻaia ʻoku haʻu ke fakaʻauha ai ʻae kau Filisitia kotoa pē, pea ke tuʻusi mei Taia mo Saitone ʻae tokoni kotoa pē ʻaia ʻoku toe: koeʻuhi ʻe fakaʻauha ʻe Sihova ʻae kau Filisitia, ko e toenga ʻoe fonua ko Kafitoli.

5 Baldness is come upon Gaza: Ascalon hath held her peace with the remnant of their valley: how long shalt thou cut thyself?

Kuo hoko ʻae tula ki Kesa; kuo tuʻusi ʻa ʻAsikiloni mo e toenga ʻi honau teleʻa: ʻe fēfē hono fuoloa ʻo hoʻo maumauʻi koe ʻe koe?

6 O thou sword of the Lord, how long wilt thou not be quiet? Go into thy scabbard, rest, and be still.

“‘ʻA koe ko e heletā ʻo Sihova, ʻE fēfē hono fuoloa pea ke toki fiemālie? Ke ke ʻai koe ki ho ʻaiʻanga, pea mālōlō, mo fiemālie.

7 How shall it be quiet, when the Lord hath given it a charge against Ascalon, and against the countries thereof by the sea side, and there hath made an appointment for it?

“ʻE fēfē ʻene fiemālie, he kuo fekauʻi ia ʻe Sihova ki ʻAsikiloni, pea mo e matātahi? Kuo ne tuʻutuʻuni ia ki ai.”