Jeremiah 20
1 And Pashhur, the son of Immer, the priest who had been appointed leader in the house of the Lord, heard Jeremiah prophesying these words.
Esi nunɔla Pasur, Imer ƒe vi, Yehowa ƒe gbedoxɔ me ƒe dɔnunɔlagã la se Yeremia wònɔ nya siawo gblɔm ɖi la,
2 And Pashhur struck the prophet Jeremiah, and he sent him to the stocks, which were at the upper gate of Benjamin at the house of the Lord.
ena woƒo Nyagblɔɖila Yeremia eye wodee kunyowu me, tsi ɖe Benyamingbo dzigbetɔ si le Yehowa ƒe gbedoxɔ nu la ŋu.
3 And when it had become light on the next day, Pashhur led Jeremiah from the stocks. And Jeremiah said to him: “The Lord has not called your name: ‘Pashhur,’ but instead: ‘Fear all around.’”
Esi ŋu ke eye Parsur ɖee le game la, Yeremia gblɔ nɛ be, “Yehowa ƒe ŋkɔ si wòtsɔ na wòe nye, ame si ŋɔdzi ƒo xlãe, ke menye Pasur o;
4 For thus says the Lord: “Behold, I will give you over to fear, you and all your friends, and they will fall by the sword of their enemies, and your eyes will see it. And I will give all of Judah into the hand of the king of Babylon. And he will lead them away to Babylon, and he will strike them with the sword.
elabena ale Yehowa gblɔe nye esi: ‘Mawɔ wò nàzu ŋɔdzi na ɖokuiwò kple xɔ̃wòwo katã. Wò ŋutɔ wò ŋkuwo akpɔ ale si xɔ̃wòwo atsi woƒe futɔwo ƒe yi nue. Makplɔ Yuda katã ade asi na Babilonia fia, ame si aɖe aboyo wo ayi Babilonia alo awu wo kple yi.
5 And I will give away the entire substance of this city, and all its labor, and every precious thing. And I will give all the treasures of the kings of Judah into the hands of their enemies. And they will plunder them, and take them away, and lead them into Babylon.
Matsɔ du sia ƒe kesinɔnuwo, adzɔnuwo, nu xɔasiwo kple Yuda fia ƒe kesinɔnuwo adzoe. Woatsɔ wo adzoe abe nuhaha ene ayi Babilonia kee.
6 But you, Pashhur, and all the inhabitants of your house, will go into captivity. And you will go to Babylon. And there you shall die. And there you shall be buried, you and all your friends, to whom you have prophesied a lie.”
Ke wò Pasur kple ame siwo katã le wò aƒe me la, woakplɔ mi ayi aboyo me le Babilonia. Afi ma miaku ɖo eye afi ma woaɖi mi ɖo, wò kple xɔ̃wo siwo nègblɔ aʋatsonyagblɔɖiwo na.’”
7 “You have led me away, O Lord, and I have been led away. You have been stronger than I, and you have prevailed. I have become a derision all day long; everyone mocks me.
O Yehowa, èblem eye mexɔ beblenya dzi se; èƒo nya ɖe nunye eye nèɖu dzinye. Ɣe sia ɣi wole alɔme ɖem le ŋunye eye ame sia ame le koyem.
8 For I speak now as I have long spoken: crying out against iniquity and proclaiming devastation. And the word of the Lord has been made into a reproach against me and a derision, all day long.
Ɣe sia ɣi ne mebe maƒo nu la, medoa ɣli heɖea gbeƒã ʋunyaʋunya kple tsɔtsrɔ̃, ale Yehowa ƒe nya hea dzu kple vlododo vɛ nam ɣe sia ɣi.
9 Then I said: I will not call him to mind, nor will I speak any longer in his name. And my heart became like a raging fire, enclosed within my bones. And I became weary of continuing to bear it.
Ke ne megblɔ be, “Nyemagayɔ eƒe ŋkɔ alo agaƒo nu le eƒe ŋkɔ me o” la, eƒe nya nɔna abe dzo ene le nye dzi me, eye abe dzo bibi nue wotu nu ɖo le nye ƒu tome ene. Etsɔtsɔ ti kɔ nam. Vavã nyemagate ŋui o.
10 For I heard the insults of many, and terror all around: ‘Persecute him!’ and, ‘Let us persecute him!’ from all the men who had been at peace with me and who had kept watch by my side. ‘If only there were some way that he might be deceived, and we might prevail against him and obtain vengeance from him!’
Mese ame geɖewo le dalĩ dom be, “Ŋɔdzi ƒo xlãe! Mitrɔ eta! Mina míadee asi!” Xɔ̃nyewo katã le klalo na nye anyidzedze le gbɔgblɔm be, “Ɖewohĩ woablee ekema míaɖu edzi eye míabia hlɔ̃e.”
11 But the Lord is with me, like a strong warrior. For this reason, those who persecute me will fall, and they will be ineffective. They will be greatly confounded. For they have not understood the everlasting disgrace that will never be wiped away.
Ke Yehowa li kplim abe aʋawɔla kalẽtɔ ene, eya ta yonyemetilawo akli nu eye womaɖu dzi o. Woƒe ɖoɖowo me agblẽ eye woaɖu ŋukpe vevie, bubu si woɖe le wo ŋu la, womaŋlɔe be akpɔ o.
12 And you, O Lord of hosts, the Tester of the just, who sees the temperament and the heart: I beg you to let me see your vengeance upon them. For I have revealed my case to you.
O Yehowa, Dziƒoʋakɔwo ƒe Aƒetɔ, wò ame si doa ame dzɔdzɔewo kpɔ, eye nèdzroa woƒe dzi kple tamesusuwo me, na makpɔ ale si nàbia hlɔ̃ woe elabena wòe metsɔ nye nya de asi na.
13 Sing to the Lord! Praise the Lord! For he has freed the soul of the poor from the hand of the wicked.
Midzi ha na Yehowa! Mitsɔ kafukafu na Yehowa! Eɖe hiãtɔwo ƒe agbe tso ame vɔ̃ɖiwo ƒe asi me.
14 Cursed is the day on which I was born! The day on which my mother gave birth to me: let it not be blessed!
Aɖi gbe si gbe wodzim la ŋu kpekpekpe. Yayra meganɔ gbe si gbe danye dzim la dzi o!
15 Cursed is the man who announced it to my father, saying, ‘A male child has been born to you,’ causing him to rejoice with gladness.
Fiƒode nenɔ ame si tsɔ dzidzɔnya sia yi na fofonye be, “Wodzi viŋutsu na wò” la dzi!
16 Let that man be like the cities that the Lord has overthrown without regret. Let him hear an outcry in the morning, and wailing at the time of midday!
Nenɔ na ŋutsu ma abe du siwo Yehowa gbã nublanuimakpɔmakpɔtɔe la ene. Nese aviɣli le ŋdi me kple aʋaɣli le ŋdɔ me,
17 So let him be, who did not put me to death from the womb, so that my mother would have been my sepulcher, and her womb would have been my eternal resting place!
elabena mewum ɖe vidzidɔ me be danye nanye yɔdo nam, eye eƒe vidzidɔ nalolo tegbee o.
18 Why did I depart from the womb, so that I would see hardship and sorrow, and so that my days would be consumed by trouble?”
Nu ka ta medo go le vidzidɔ me be makpɔ fukpekpe kple nuxaxa eye nye ŋkekewo nawu nu le ŋukpe me?
