2:1 Bend
yourselves,
yea,
bend
ye,
O
nation
not
desired,
2:2 Before
the
bringing
forth
of
a
statute,
As
chaff
hath
the
day
passed
on,
While
yet
not
come
in
upon
you
doth
the
heat
of
the
anger
of
Jehovah,
While
yet
not
come
in
upon
you
doth
a
day
of
the
anger
of
Jehovah,
2:3 Seek
Jehovah,
all
ye
humble
of
the
land,
Who
His
judgment
have
done,
Seek
ye
righteousness,
seek
humility,
It
may
be
ye
are
hidden
in
a
day
of
the
anger
of
Jehovah.
2:4 For
Gaza
is
forsaken,
And
Ashkelon
[is]
for
a
desolation,
Ashdod!
at
noon
they
do
cast
her
forth,
And
Ekron
is
rooted
up.
2:5 Ho!
O
inhabitants
of
the
sea-coast,
Nation
of
the
Cherethites,
A
word
of
Jehovah
[is]
against
you,
Canaan,
land
of
the
Philistines,
And
I
have
destroyed
thee
without
an
inhabitant.
2:6 And
the
sea-coast
hath
been
habitations,
Cottages
[for]
shepherds,
and
folds
[for]
a
flock.
2:7 And
the
coast
hath
been
for
the
remnant
of
the
house
of
Judah,
By
them
they
have
pleasure,
In
houses
of
Ashkelon
at
even
they
lie
down,
For
inspect
them
doth
Jehovah
their
God,
And
He
hath
turned
back
[to]
their
captivity.
2:8 I
have
heard
the
reproach
of
Moab,
And
the
revilings
of
the
sons
of
Ammon,
Wherewith
they
reproached
My
people,
And
magnify
[themselves]
against
their
border.
2:9 Therefore,
I
live,
An
affirmation
of
Jehovah
of
Hosts,
God
of
Israel,
Surely,
Moab
is
as
Sodom,
And
the
sons
of
Ammon
as
Gomorrah,
An
overrunning
of
nettles
and
salt-pits,
And
a
desolation--unto
the
age.
A
residue
of
My
people
do
seize
them,
And
a
remnant
of
My
nation
inherit
them.
2:10 This
[is]
to
them
for
their
arrogancy,
Because
they
have
reproached,
And
they
magnify
[themselves]
against
the
people
of
Jehovah
of
Hosts.
2:11 Fearful
[is]
Jehovah
against
them,
For
He
made
bare
all
gods
of
the
land,
And
bow
themselves
to
Him,
each
from
his
place,
Do
all
islanders
of
the
nations.
2:12 Also
ye,
O
Cushim,
pierced
of
My
sword
[are]
they.
2:13 And
He
stretcheth
His
hand
against
the
north,
And
doth
destroy
Asshur,
And
he
setteth
Nineveh
for
a
desolation,
A
dry
land
like
a
wilderness.
2:14 And
crouched
in
her
midst
have
droves,
Every
beast
of
the
nation,
Both
pelican
and
hedge-hog
in
her
knobs
lodge,
A
voice
doth
sing
at
the
window,
`Destruction
[is]
at
the
threshold,
For
the
cedar-work
is
exposed.'
2:15 This
[is]
the
exulting
city
that
is
dwelling
confidently,
That
is
saying
in
her
heart,
`I
[am]
,
and
beside
me
there
is
none,'
How
hath
she
been
for
a
desolation,
A
crouching-place
for
beasts,
Every
one
passing
by
her
doth
hiss,
He
doth
shake
his
hand!