Jonah 4
1 Jonah, however, was greatly displeased, and he became angry.
Youna e da Gode Ea hamoi hou amo ba: le, amola ougi galu.
2 So he prayed to the LORD, saying, “O LORD, is this not what I said while I was still in my own country? This is why I was so quick to flee toward Tarshish. I knew that You are a gracious and compassionate God, slow to anger, abounding in loving devotion—One who relents from sending disaster.
Amabeba: le, e amane Godema sia: ne gadoi. “Hina Gode! Na sia: Dia nabima! Na da na sogebi amo hame yolesi amola na da Dia wali hamoi amo dawa: i dagoi. Amaiba: le, na hobeale masunusa: dawa: iba: le na da Dasase amoga asi. Na dawa: , Gode Di da asigisu hou amo hamosa, amola hedolo hame ougisu hou amo hamosa, amola hedolo hame ougisa. Amola Di da bagade asigisa, amola Dia asigi dawa: su afadenene se iasu Dia ilegei amo mae ima: ne momagei ouesala.
3 And now, O LORD, please take my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.”
Hina Gode! Na esalusu amo Dia samogema! Na da bogomu goga da na hanai, amola esalumu hihi gala.
4 But the LORD replied, “Have you any right to be angry?”
Gode da bu adole ba: i, “Abuliba: le di da ougibala: ?”
5 Then Jonah left the city and sat down east of it, where he made himself a shelter and sat in its shade to see what would happen to the city.
Be Youna da moilai bai bagade ea eso mabe gusudili la: idi amoga asili amola hisu diasu gaguli amola amo diasu ea ougiga esalea e da Ninefe amo ganodini adi hou doaga: ma: bela: le sosodolalu.
6 So the LORD God appointed a vine, and it grew up to provide shade over Jonah’s head to ease his discomfort, and Jonah was greatly pleased with the plant.
Amalu Hina Gode E da efe bugi, amo alelesili amola Youna igili hisi amo noga: le lasa esaloma: ne denesi. Amo hou ba: beba: le, Youna da efe bugi amoma hahawane ba: i.
7 When dawn came the next day, God appointed a worm that attacked the plant so that it withered.
Be dia hahabe Gode Ea bugi amo bioma: ne, daba: asunasi. Amo daba: da bugi doagala: le, bugi da bioi amola bogoi.
8 As the sun was rising, God appointed a scorching east wind, and the sun beat down on Jonah’s head so that he grew faint and wished to die, saying, “It is better for me to die than to live.”
Be eso diga: gala: le amola Gode Ea dogoloi fo gia: i bagade eso mabe amodili diga: gala: i amoga, Youna ea busagi amo dogolole amola E da sidini, bogomu ba: i. Be Youna da bogoiyale dawa: i galu, amola E da amane sia: i, “Na da bogomu defea.”
9 Then God asked Jonah, “Have you any right to be angry about the plant?” “I do,” he replied. “I am angry enough to die!”
Be Gode Ea ema amane sia: i. “Abuliba: le di da bugi bioiba: le ougibala: ?” Youna da amane sia: i, “Na da ougimu da defea! Na da ougili bogomu hanai!”
10 But the LORD said, “You cared about the plant, which you neither tended nor made grow. It sprang up in a night and perished in a night.
Be Hina Gode da amane sia: i, “Goe bugi da gasi afadafa heda: le amola gasi enoga asi dagoi ba: i. Be dia da amo bugi hame hamoi, amola alema: ne hame hamoi. Be amomane dia da bugi amoma asigisa.
11 So should I not care about the great city of Nineveh, which has more than 120,000 people who cannot tell their right hand from their left, and many cattle as well?”
Be Ninefe amo ganodini dunu fi 120,000 amo baligi esala. Ilia da hame dawa: su dunu. Ohe fi amola bagade esala. Amaiba: le, Na da amo moilai bai bagade fi ilima abuliba: le hame asigima: bela: ? Na da ilima asigisa. Sia: Ama Dagoi
