Jeremiah 20
1 Now Phassur the son of Emmur, the priest, who was appointed chief in the house of the Lord, heard Jeremias prophesying these words.
Ie jinanji’ i Paskore ana’ Imere, mpisoroñe, loham-pifehe añ’ Anjomba’ Iehovà ao, i nitokie’ Iirmeày,
2 And Phassur struck Jeremias the prophet, and put him in the stocks, that were in the upper gate of Benjamin, in the house of the Lord.
le nampandafa’ i Paskore t’Iirmeà, vaho najo’e an-dangoke an-dalam-bei’ i Beniamine añ’ Anjomba’ Iehovà ao.
3 And when it was light the next day, Phassur brought Jeremias out of the stocks. And Jeremias said to him: The Lord hath not called thy name Phassur, but fear on every side.
Ie amy loak’ àndroy naho nakare’ i Paskore amy longòkey t’Iirmeà, le nanoe’ Iirmeà ty hoe, Tsy Paskore ty nanoe’ Iehovà i tahina’oy fa Magòremisabìbe.
4 For thus saith the Lord: Behold I will deliver thee up to fear, thee and all thy friends: and they shall fall by the sword of their enemies, and thy eyes shall see it, and I will give all Juda into the hand of the king of Babylon: and he shall strike them with the sword.
Fa hoe t’Iehovà: Ingo hanoeko harevendreveñañe ami’ty vata’o naho amo hene rañe’oo irehe; le ho isam-pihaino’o ty ho korovohem-pibaran-drafelahi’ iareo, naho fonga hatoloko am-pitàm-panjaka’ i Bavele t’Iehodà naho hasese’e an-drohy mb’e Bavele mb’eo vaho ho zevoñe’e am-pibara.
5 And I will give all the substance of this city, and all its labour, and every precious thing thereof, and all the treasures of the kings of Juda will I give into the hands of their enemies: and they shall pillage them, and take them away, and carry them to Babylon.
Hatoloko iareo ze hene haja’ ty rova toy; o havokara’e iabio, naho o raha sarobili’e iabio, eka, ze fonga vara’ o mpanjaka’ Iehodào ty hatoloko am-pità’ o rafelahi’eo; ho kopahe’ iereo, ho rambese’ iereo vaho hendese’ iareo mb’e Bavele añe.
6 But thou, Phassur, and all that dwell in thy house, shall go into captivity, and thou shalt go to Babylon, and there thou shalt die, and there thou shalt be buried, thou and all thy friends, to whom thou hast prophesied a lie.
Le ihe, Paskore, naho ze fonga añ’ anjomba’o ao ro hasese mb’am-pandrohizam-b’eo; le ho avy e Bavele añe irehe, naho hihomake añe, vaho haleveñe añe, Ihe rekets’ o rañe’o iaby nitokia’o entam-bìlañeo.
7 Thou hast deceived me, O Lord, and I am deceived: thou hast been stronger than I, and thou hast prevailed. I am become a laughing-stock all the day, all scoff at me.
Ry Iehovà, nazi’o iraho le nimeteako, niambotraha’o, vaho nahagioke; izaho fitohàfañe lomoñandro, mañabiañe ahy ie abikey.
8 For I am speaking now this long time, crying out against iniquity, and I often proclaim devastation: and the word of the Lord is made a reproach to me, and a derision all the day.
Ie mivolan-draho le mitazataza, mikoiake ty hoe: Joy naho fandrotsahañe; aa le sirikaeñe naho injeañe lomoñandro iraho ty amy tsara’ Iehovày
9 Then I said: I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name: and there came in my heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was wearied, not being able to bear it.
Ie anoeko ty hoe, tsy hivolañe aze iraho, tsy hirehak’ ami’ty tahina’e ka, toly ndra afo ty mihoboboke an-troko, migabeñe an-taolako ao, naho mokotse avao iraho t’ie tanañe ao, vaho tsy feleko.
10 For I heard the reproaches of many, and terror on every side: Persecute him, and let us persecute him: from all the men that were my familiars, and continued at my side: if by any means he may be deceived, and we may prevail against him, and be revenged on him.
Tsinanoko ty tangogo’ i màroy, mangebahebake mb’atia mb’etia: Manirikà, eka ho sirikae’ay; mamandroñ’ahy o rañeko iabio ke hitsikapy: He ho fañahien-dre, hoe iereo, Toe ho felen-tika, ho valen-tikañe.
11 But the Lord is with me as a strong warrior: therefore they that persecute me shall fall, and shall be weak: they shall be greatly confounded, because they have not understood the everlasting reproach, which never shall be effaced.
Fe mindre amako t’Iehovà hoe fanalolahy; aa le hitsikapy o mpampisoañe ahio, naho tsy hahalefe, akore ty ho fisalara’ iareo kanao tsy zary vaho ho fañonjirañe tsy ho haliño kitro katroke.
12 And thou, O Lord of hosts, prover of the just, who seest the reins and the heart: let me see, I beseech thee, thy vengeance on them: for to thee I have laid open my cause.
Ry Iehovà’ i Màroy, ry Mpitsoke o vantañeo, Mpivazoho añ’ova naho añ’arofo ao, ehe te ho treako ty famalea’o fate iareo; fa Ihe ty nampibentarako ty amako.
13 Sing ye to the Lord, praise the Lord: because he hath delivered the soul of the poor out of the hand of the wicked.
Sabò t’Iehovà, rengeo t’Iehovà; fa hinaha’e am-pità’ o lo-tserekeo ty fiai’ o rarakeo.
14 Cursed be the day wherein I was borne: let not the day in which my mother bore me, be blessed.
Fatse i andro nahatoly ahikoy; ehe te tsy ho tahieñe i andro niterahan-drenekoy.
15 Cursed be the man that brought the tidings to my father, saying: A man child is born to thee: and made him greatly rejoice.
Ozoñeñe t’indaty ninday talily an-draeko, nanao ty hoe: Nisamake lahilahy irehe, nahafale aze.
16 Let that man be as the cities that the Lord hath overthrown, and hath not repented: let him hear a cry in the morning, and howling at noontide:
Ehe te hanahake o rova narotsa’ Iehovà tsy mete nisolohoo indaty zay; Ee t’ie hijanjiñe kaikaike te maraiñe, naho hazolava te tsipinde-mena.
17 Who slew me not from the womb, that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb an everlasting conception.
Amy t’ie tsy vinono’e boak’ an-koviñ’ ao; soa te ho ni-kiboriko ty reneko, ie nainai’e ho ni-bei-troke.
18 Why came I out of the womb, to see labour and sorrow, and that my days should be spent in confusion?
Aa vaho ino ty niakarako i hoviñey hahatreavako haemberañe naho hasotriañe, hampibotsehan-kasalarañe o androkoo?
