Jeremiah 20
1 Now Pashhur, the son of Immer the priest, who was chief officer in the house of Jehovah, heard Jeremiah prophesying these things.
Ka jadolo Pashur wuod Imer, jatelo maduongʼ manie hekalu mar Jehova Nyasaye, nowinjo Jeremia kakoro gigie,
2 Then Pashhur smote Jeremiah the prophet, and put him in the stocks that were in the upper gate of Benjamin, which was in the house of Jehovah.
nomiyo Jeremia janabi ogo mi otweye e lodi mar Dhorangach Mamalo mar Benjamin mantiere e hekalu mar Jehova Nyasaye.
3 And it came to pass on the morrow, that Pashhur brought forth Jeremiah out of the stocks. Then Jeremiah said to him, Jehovah has not called thy name Pashhur, but Magor-missabib.
Kinyne, ka Pashur nogonye e lodi, Jeremia nowachone niya, “Jehova Nyasaye ok luongi ni Pashur, to oluongi ni Magor-Misabib.
4 For thus says Jehovah, Behold, I will make thee a terror to thyself, and to all thy friends. And they shall fall by the sword of their enemies, and thine eyes shall behold it. And I will give all Judah into the hand of the king of Babylon, and he shall carry them captive to Babylon, and shall kill them with the sword.
Nimar ma e gima Jehova Nyasaye wacho: ‘Anami ibed masira ni in iwuon kaachiel gi osiepeni duto; gi wengeni iwuon ininegi ka inegogi gi ligangla mar wasikgi. Anachiw jo-Juda duto ni ruodh Babulon, manotergi e piny Babulon kata negogi gi ligangla.
5 Moreover I will give all the riches of this city, and all the gains of it, and all the precious things of it, yea, all the treasures of the kings of Judah I will give into the hand of their enemies. And they shall make them a prey, and take them, and carry them to Babylon.
Anami wasikgi mwandu duto mar dala maduongʼni gige duto moloso, gige duto ma nengogi tek kod mwandu duto mokan mag ruodhi Juda. Ginikawgi kaka gima opee mi notingʼ-gi ka iterogi Babulon.
6 And thou, Pashhur, and all who dwell in thy house shall go into captivity. And thou shall come to Babylon, and there thou shall die, and there thou shall be buried, thou, and all thy friends, to whom thou have prophesied falsely.
To in, Pashur, kod jogo duto modak e odi noteru e twech Babulon. Kanyo unuthoe kendo noyiku, in kod osiepeni duto mane isekoronegi miriambo.’”
7 O Jehovah, thou have persuaded me, and I was persuaded. Thou are stronger than I, and have prevailed. I have become a laughing-stock all the day; everyone mocks me.
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, ne iwuonda kendo nowuonda; ne ihewa kendo iloya giteko. Itugo koda odiechiengʼ mangima; kendo ji duto nyiera.
8 For as often as I speak, I cry out. I cry, Violence and destruction! Because the word of Jehovah is made a reproach to me, and a derision, all the day.
Sa moro amora ma awuoyo, aywak ka goyo milome mar lweny kod kethruok. Omiyo wach Jehova Nyasaye osekelona ayany kod wichkuot odiechiengʼ mangima.
9 And if I say, I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name, then there is in my heart as it were a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I am weary with forbearing, and I cannot.
To ka awacho. “Ok analuonge kata wuoyo kendo e nyinge,” wachne chalo mach e chunya, mana ka mach marewo chokega. Aol gi tingʼe e chunya; adier, ok anyal.
10 For I have heard the defaming of many, terror on every side. Denounce, and we will denounce him, say all my familiar friends, those who watch for my fall. Perhaps he will be persuaded, and we shall prevail against him, and we shall take our revenge on him.
Awinjo ji mangʼeny kakwodho wach, “Bwok nitie koni gi koni! Wadonjneuru! Wadonjneuru!” Osiepena duto rito mondo dhoga okier, kagiwacho, “Sa moro inyalo wuonde; eka bangʼe wanapodh kuome kendo wanachul kuor kuome.”
11 But Jehovah is with me as an awesome mighty one. Therefore my persecutors shall stumble, and they shall not prevail. They shall be utterly put to shame, because they have not dealt wisely, even with an everlasting dishonor which shall never be forgotten.
To Jehova Nyasaye ni koda kaka jalweny maratego; omiyo jogo masanda nochwanyre kendo ok giniloya. Ok ginilo kendo ginibedi gi wichkuot malich; wichkuot margi wich ok nowil godo.
12 But, O Jehovah of hosts, who tries the righteous, who sees the heart and the mind, let me see thy vengeance on them, for to thee I have revealed my cause.
Yaye Jehova Nyasaye Maratego, in ngʼatno manono joma ratiro, kendo manyo matut mar chuny kod paro, mad iol gero mari kuomgi, nimar ne in asetieko kora.
13 Sing to Jehovah. Praise ye Jehovah, for he has delivered the soul of the needy man from the hand of evildoers.
Werne Jehova Nyasaye! Pak Jehova Nyasaye! Oreso ngima joma nigidwaro, e lwet joma timbegi mono.
14 Cursed be the day in which I was born. Let not the day in which my mother bore me be blessed.
Okwongʼ chiengʼ mane onywola! Mad odiechiengʼ mane minwa onywola kik gwedhi!
15 Cursed be the man who brought news to my father, saying, A man-child is born to thee, making him very glad.
Okwongʼ ngʼatno mane okelone wuonwa wach, manomiye obedo gi mor, kowacho, “Nyathi monywolni en wuowi!”
16 And let that man be as the cities which Jehovah overthrew, and did not relent. And let him hear a cry in the morning, and shouting at noontime,
Mad ngʼatno chal gi mier mane Jehova Nyasaye owito oko maonge ngʼwono. Mad owinj dengo gokinyi kod ywak mar kedo e dier odiechiengʼ tir.
17 because he did not kill me from the womb, and so my mother would have been my grave, and her womb always great.
Nimar ne ok onega e ich, ka ii minwa bedo kaka bur miika, noyawre nyaka chiengʼ.
18 Why did I come forth out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
Angʼo momiyo ne awuok e ich mondo ane thagruok kod lit, kendo atiek odiechiengega e wichkuot?
