Jonah 4
1 Toe Jonah loe poeknawm ai, paroeai palungphui.
But it displeased Jonah exceedingly, and he was angry.
2 To pongah Angraeng khaeah, Aw Angraeng, nang loe palungnathaih katawn, amlunghaih hoiah koi Sithaw ah na oh, amlunghaih hoi tuinom hoiah koi, palungphui han karai, raihaih thung hoi loisakkung Sithaw ah na oh pongah, Nineveh vangpui hae nam rosak mak ai, tiah ka panoek. Kaimah prae ah ka oh naah hae lok hae ka thuih boeh na ai maw? To pongah ni kai loe na hmaa hoiah Tarshish vangpui ah ka cawnh ving.
He prayed to Yahweh, and said, “Please, Yahweh, wasn’t this what I said when I was still in my own country? Therefore I hurried to flee to Tarshish, for I knew that you are a gracious God and merciful, slow to anger, and abundant in loving kindness, and you relent of doing harm.
3 Aw Angraeng, vaihi ka hinghaih hae la halat ah; ka hing pongah loe duek hae kai han hoih kue, tiah lawk a thuih.
Therefore now, Yahweh, take, I beg you, my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.”
4 Toe Angraeng mah anih khaeah, Tih kawng pongah maw palung na phui? tiah a naa.
Yahweh said, “Is it right for you to be angry?”
5 To pongah Jonah loe vangpui thung hoiah tacawt ving moe, vangpui ni angyae bangah anghnut, to ah angmah ohhaih im tetta to sak moe, tahlip thungah anghnut; vangpui ah kaom han koi hmuen to khet hanah a zing.
Then Jonah went out of the city and sat on the east side of the city, and there made himself a booth and sat under it in the shade, until he might see what would become of the city.
6 To naah Jonah to raihaih thung hoiah loisak moe, anih to tahlipsak hanah, Angraeng Sithaw mah akung maeto amprawksak moe, anih ih lu ranui ah amzamsak. To pongah Jonah loe akung nuiah kating ai kawnhaih a tawnh.
Yahweh God prepared a vine and made it to come up over Jonah, that it might be a shade over his head to deliver him from his discomfort. So Jonah was exceedingly glad because of the vine.
7 Toe akhawnbang khodai naah loe akung to caak hanah Sithaw mah langkawk to patoeh, langkawk mah caak pongah akung loe azaem ving.
But God prepared a worm at dawn the next day, and it chewed on the vine so that it withered.
8 Ni tacawt naah Sithaw mah ni angyae bang hoiah kabae takhi to songsak, ni kabae mah Jonah ih lu to kangh pongah, anih loe thazok sut, to pongah anih loe duek hanah a koeh, Hing pongah loe duek hae kai hanah hoih kue, tiah a thuih.
When the sun arose, God prepared a sultry east wind; and the sun beat on Jonah’s head, so that he was faint and requested for himself that he might die. He said, “It is better for me to die than to live.”
9 To pacoengah Sithaw mah Jonah khaeah, Akung nuiah palung na phui han takung oh maw? tiah a naa. Anih mah, Duek duih khoek to palung ka phuihaih takung oh, tiah a naa.
God said to Jonah, “Is it right for you to be angry about the vine?” He said, “I am right to be angry, even to death.”
10 Toe Angraeng mah, Nang loe qumto naah amprawk moe, qumto naah kadueh, nang mah khetzawn ih akung doeh na ai, na patit ih akung doeh na ai, akung maeto nuiah tahmenhaih na tawnh.
Yahweh said, “You have been concerned for the vine, for which you have not labored, neither made it grow; which came up in a night and perished in a night.
11 To tiah nahaeloe banqoi hoi bantang mataeng doeh pathlaeng thai ai kami sang cumvai, pumphaeto hoi pop parai moi pacahhaih, kalen parai Nineveh vangpui to ka pathlung mak ai maw? tiah a naa.
Shouldn’t I be concerned for Nineveh, that great city, in which are more than one hundred twenty thousand persons who can’t discern between their right hand and their left hand, and also many animals?”
