Nahum 2
1 He that dasheth in pieces is come up before thy face: keep the munition, watch the way, make thy loins strong, fortify thy power mightily.
Murwisi anouya kuzokurwisa iwe, Ninevhe; rindai nhare, tarirai kunzira, sungai zviuno zvenyu, unganidzai simba renyu rose!
2 For the LORD bringeth again the excellency of Jacob, as the excellency of Israel: for the emptiers have emptied them out, and marred their vine branches.
Jehovha achadzosa kurumbidzwa kwaJakobho sokurumbidzwa kwaIsraeri, kunyange vaparadzi vakavaparadza uye vakaparadza mizambiringa yavo.
3 The shield of his mighty men is made red, the valiant men are in scarlet: the chariots flash with steel in the day of his preparation, and the spears are shaken terribly.
Nhoo dzavarwi vake dzatsvuka; mhare dzokurwa dzapfeka nguo tsvuku. Matare engoro ovaima pazuva rokugadzirirwa kwadzo; mapfumo omupaini anovheyeswa-vheyeswa.
4 The chariots rage in the streets, they justle one against another in the broad ways: the appearance of them is like torches, they run like the lightnings.
Ngoro dzovirima mumigwagwa, dzinomhanya dzichienda nokudzoka muchivara. Dzinoita samazhenje omoto; dzinomhanya-mhanya semheni.
5 He remembereth his worthies: they stumble in their march; they make haste to the wall thereof, and the mantelet is prepared.
Anodana mauto ake akasarudzwa, asi vanogumburwa panzira yavo. Vanomhanyira kurusvingo rweguta; nhoo yokuzvidzivirira yaiswa panzvimbo payo.
6 The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace is dissolved.
Masuo enzizi azarurwa uye muzinda wamambo wakoromoka.
7 And Huzzab is uncovered, she is carried away, and her handmaids mourn as with the voice of doves, tabering upon their breasts.
Shoko ratemwa rokuti guta ritapwe, uye riendeswe kure. Varandakadzi varo vanochema senjiva uye vanorova zvipfuva zvavo.
8 But Nineveh hath been from of old like a pool of water: yet they flee away; Stand, stand, [they cry]; but none looketh back.
Ninevhe rakafanana nedziva, uye mvura yaro iri kuerera ichipera. Vanochema vachiti, “Mirai! Mirai!” asi hapana anocheuka.
9 Take ye the spoil of silver, take the spoil of gold: for there is none end of the store, the glory of all pleasant furniture.
Pambai sirivha! Pambai goridhe! Kuwanda kwazvo hakuperi, ihwo upfumi hunobva pamhando dzose dzepfuma yaro!
10 She is empty, and void, and waste: and the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and anguish is in all loins, and the faces of them all are waxed pale.
Rabirwa, rapambwa, ratorerwa zvose! Mwoyo yanyungudika, mabvi odedera, miviri yobvunda, zviso zvose zvachenuruka.
11 Where is the den of the lions, and the feeding place of the young lions, where the lion [and] the lioness walked, the lion’s whelp, and none made them afraid?
Riripiko bako reshumba, nzvimbo yadzaipira vana vadzo zvokudya, kwaienda shumba nehadzi yayo, uye navana, pasina chokutya.
12 The lion did tear in pieces enough for his whelps, and strangled for his lionesses, and filled his caves with prey, and his dens with ravin.
Shumba yaiuraya zvaikwanira vana vayo uye yakadzipira hadzi yayo nyama, ichizadza mapako ayo nezvayakauraya uye mapako ayo nenyama.
13 Behold, I am against thee, saith the LORD of hosts, and I will burn her chariots in the 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.
“Ndine mhaka newe,” ndizvo zvinotaura Jehovha Wamasimba Ose. “Ndichapisa ngoro dzenyu dzive utsi, uye munondo uchaparadza shumba dzenyu duku. Ndichakusiyai musina nyama panyika. Mazwi enhume dzako haangazonzwikazve.”
