Jeremiah 20
1 When Pashhur the priest, the son of Immer and the chief official in the house of the LORD, heard Jeremiah prophesying these things,
Wansembe Pasuri mwana wa Imeri, woyangʼanira wamkulu wa Nyumba ya Yehova, anamva Yeremiya akulosera zinthu zimenezi.
2 he had Jeremiah the prophet beaten and put in the stocks at the Upper Gate of Benjamin, which was by the house of the LORD.
Tsono iye analamula kuti mneneri Yeremiyayo amenyedwe ndi kuyikidwa mʼndende pa Chipata chakumtunda kwa Benjamini ku Nyumba ya Yehova.
3 The next day, when Pashhur released Jeremiah from the stocks, Jeremiah said to him, “The LORD does not call you Pashhur, but Magor-missabib.
Mmawa mwake, Pasuri anatulutsa Yeremiya mʼndende, ndipo Yeremiyayo anamuwuza kuti, “Pasuri, Yehova sadzakutchulanso dzina lako kuti Pasuri koma Zoopsa pa Mbali Zonse.
4 For this is what the LORD says: ‘I will make you a terror to yourself and to all your friends. They will fall by the sword of their enemies before your very eyes. And I will hand Judah over to the king of Babylon, and he will carry them away to Babylon and put them to the sword.
Pakuti Yehova akuti, ‘Ndidzakusandutsa choopsa kwa mwiniwakewe ndi kwa abwenzi ako onse; iweyo ukuona. Anthu a ku Yuda ndidzawapereka onse mʼmanja mwa mfumu ya ku Babuloni. Ena adzatengedwa ukapolo ku Babuloni ndipo ena adzaphedwa pa nkhondo.
5 I will give away all the wealth of this city—all its products and valuables, and all the treasures of the kings of Judah—to their enemies. They will plunder them, seize them, and carry them off to Babylon.
Ndidzapereka kwa adani awo chuma chonse cha mu mzinda uno, phindu lonse la ntchito yake, zinthu zake zonse za mtengowapatali ndiponso katundu yense wa mafumu a ku Yuda. Iwo adzazitenga monga zinthu zolanda ku nkhondo ndi kupita nazo ku Babuloni.
6 And you, Pashhur, and all who live in your house, will go into captivity. You will go to Babylon, and there you will die and be buried—you and all your friends to whom you have prophesied these lies.’”
Ndipo iwe, Pasuri, pamodzi ndi onse a pa banja pako mudzapita ku ukapolo ku Babuloni. Mudzafera kumeneko ndi kuyikidwa mʼmanda, iweyo pamodzi ndi abwenzi ako amene unawalosera zabodza.’”
7 You have deceived me, O LORD, and I was deceived. You have overcome me and prevailed. I am a laughingstock all day long; everyone mocks me.
Inu Yehova, mwandinamiza, ndipo ndinapusadi; Inu ndi wamphamvu kuposa ine ndipo munandipambana. Anthu akundinyoza tsiku lonse. Aliyense akundiseka kosalekeza.
8 For whenever I speak, I cry out; I proclaim violence and destruction. For the word of the LORD has become to me a reproach and derision all day long.
Nthawi iliyonse ndikamayankhula, ndimafuwula kunena kuti, ziwawa kuno! Tikuwonongeka! Mawu anu Yehova andisandutsa chinthu chonyozeka ndipo ndimachitidwa chipongwe tsiku lonse.
9 If I say, “I will not mention Him or speak any more in His name,” His message becomes a fire burning in my heart, shut up in my bones, and I become weary of holding it in, and I cannot prevail.
Koma ndikanena kuti, “Sindidzalalikiranso za Iye kapena kuyankhulanso mʼdzina lake,” mawu anu amayaka ngati moto mu mtima mwanga, amakhaladi ngati moto wotsekeredwa mʼmafupa anga. Ndapirira kusunga mawu anu mu mtima mwanga osawatulutsa, koma sindingathe kupirirabe.
10 For I have heard the whispering of many: “Terror is on every side! Report him; let us report him!” All my trusted friends watch for my fall: “Perhaps he will be deceived so that we may prevail against him and take our vengeance upon him.”
Ndimamva anthu ambiri akunongʼona kuti, “Zoopsa ku mbali zonse! Kamunenezeni! Tiyeni tikamuneneze!” Onse amene anali abwenzi anga akuyembekezera kuti ndigwa pansi, akumanena kuti, “Mwina mwake adzanyengedwa; tidzamugwira ndi kulipsira pa iye.”
11 But the LORD is with me like a fearsome warrior. Therefore, my persecutors will stumble and will not prevail. Since they have not succeeded, they will be utterly put to shame, with an everlasting disgrace that will never be forgotten.
Koma Yehova ali nane, ndiye wankhondo wamphamvu. Nʼchifukwa chake ondizunza adzalephera ndipo sadzandipambana. Adzachita manyazi kwambiri chifukwa sadzapambana. Manyazi awo sadzayiwalika konse.
12 O LORD of Hosts, who examines the righteous, who sees the heart and mind, let me see Your vengeance upon them, for to You I have committed my cause.
Inu Yehova Wamphamvuzonse, Inu amene mumayesa anthu molungama ndipo mupenya za mu mtima mwa munthu. Ndiloleni kuti ndione kuti mwalipsira adani anga popeza ndapereka mlandu wanga kwa Inu.
13 Sing to the LORD! Praise the LORD! For He rescues the life of the needy from the hands of evildoers.
Imbirani Yehova! Mutamandeni Yehova! Iye amapulumutsa wosauka mʼmanja mwa anthu oyipa.
14 Cursed be the day I was born! May the day my mother bore me never be blessed.
Litembereredwe tsiku limene ndinabadwa! Tsiku limene amayi anga anandibereka lisatamandidwe!
15 Cursed be the man who brought my father the news, saying, “A son is born to you,” bringing him great joy.
Wotembereredwa munthu amene anapita kukasangalatsa abambo anga ndi uthenga woti: “Kwabadwa mwana wamwamuna!”
16 May that man be like the cities that the LORD overthrew without compassion. May he hear an outcry in the morning and a battle cry at noon,
Munthu ameneyo akhale ngati mizinda imene Yehova anayiwononga mopanda chisoni. Amve mfuwu mmawa, phokoso la nkhondo masana.
17 because he did not kill me in the womb so that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb forever enlarged.
Chifukwa sanandiphere mʼmimba, kuti amayi anga asanduke manda anga, mimba yawo ikhale yayikulu mpaka kalekale.
18 Why did I come out of the womb to see only trouble and sorrow, and to end my days in shame?
Kodi ndinabadwira mavuto ndi chisoni kuti moyo wanga ukhale wamanyazi wokhawokha?
