Jonah 4
1 Jonah, however, was greatly displeased, and he became angry.
Naye Yona n’anyiiga nnyo.
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.
N’alyoka yeemulugunyiza Katonda n’amugamba nti, “Kino ddala kye nalowooza, Mukama, bwe nnali mu nsi ye waffe, lwe wasooka okuŋŋamba okujja eno. Kye kyanzirusa n’okunzirusa okugenda e Talusiisi; kubanga namanya nti ggwe oli Katonda ajjudde obulungi, alwawo okusunguwala, alina ekisa ekingi, era namanya nti ojja kwanguwa okukyusa entegeka zo ez’okuzikiriza abantu bano.
3 And now, O LORD, please take my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.”
Kale nno nkwegayiridde Mukama nzita; okufa kisinga okuba omulamu.”
4 But the LORD replied, “Have you any right to be angry?”
Awo Mukama n’agamba nti, “Olina ekituufu kw’osinziira okunyiiga?”
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.
Awo Yona n’afuluma ebweru w’ekibuga n’abeera ku luuyi lwakyo olw’ebuvanjuba, era ne yeekolerawo akasiisira mu makoola, n’alinda alabe ekinatuuka ku kibuga.
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.
Ebikoola by’akasiisira bwe by’awotoka olw’omusana, Mukama Katonda n’ategeka ekiryo ne kimera mangu amakoola gaakyo ne gabikka ku mutwe gwa Yona ne gakendeeza ku musana. Yona n’asanyuka nnyo olw’ekiryo.
7 When dawn came the next day, God appointed a worm that attacked the plant so that it withered.
Naye ate enkeera Katonda n’aleeta ekiwuka, ne kirya ekiryo ne kikala ne kifa.
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.”
Ng’enjuba yeewanise, Katonda n’alyoka alagira embuyaga ey’Ebuvanjuba ey’olubugumu okufuuwa Yona, omusana ne gumwokya nnyo mu mutwe okutuusa lwe yazirika. N’ayagala afe. N’ayogera nti, “Okufa kusinga okuba omulamu.”
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!”
Mukama n’alyoka amubuuza nti, “Olina ekituufu kw’osinziira okunyiiga olw’ekiryo ekikaze ne kifa?” Yona n’addamu nti, “Yee, kituufu nze okunyiiga ennyo n’okwegomba okufa.”
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.
Mukama n’amugamba nti, “Osaalirwa olw’ekibikka kyo ekyonoonese songa si ggwe wakimeza, ate nga kyo kyali kya kiseera buseera.
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?”
Kale lwaki nange sandisaasidde Nineeve, ekibuga ekyo ekinene n’abantu baamu emitwalo ekkumi n’ebiri n’okusingawo, n’ente zaakyo ennyingi bwe zityo, abantu abatasobola kwawula kirungi na kibi?”
