Jonah 4
1 And Jonas was exceedingly troubled, and was angry:
Men sa te fè Jonas pa kontan anpil e li te vin fache.
2 And he prayed to the Lord, and said: I beseech thee, O Lord, is not this what I said, when I was yet in my own country? therefore I went before to flee into Tharsis: for I know that thou art a gracious and merciful God, patient, and of much compassion, and easy to forgive evil.
Li te priye a SENYÈ a. Li te di: “Souple, SENYÈ, èske se pa sa ke m te di lè m te nan pwòp peyi mwen an? Alò, se pou m te evite sa ki fè m te sove ale rive Tarsis. Paske mwen te konnen ke Ou se yon Bondye ki plen gras ak mizerikòd, ki lan nan kòlè, ki ranpli ak lanmou dous, e Ou se Sila ki ralanti selon malè a.
3 And now, O Lord, I beseech thee take my life from me: for it is better for me to die than to live.
Alò, pou sa, koulye a, O SENYÈ, souple, pran lavi mwen. Paske lanmò pi bon ke lavi pou mwen.”
4 And the Lord said: Dost thou think thou hast reason to be angry?
SENYÈ a te di: “Èske ou gen bon rezon pou ou fache a?”
5 Then Jonas went out of the city, and sat toward the east side of the city: and he made himself a booth there, and he sat under it in the shadow, till he might see what would befall the city.
Epi Jonas te sòti nan vil la e te chita sou kote lès la. La, li te fè yon tonèl pou li menm, e li te chita anba l nan lonbraj jis pou l ta wè sa ki ta rive nan vil la.
6 And the Lord God prepared an ivy, and it came up over the head of Jonas, to be a shadow over his head, and to cover him (for he was fatigued), and Jonas was exceeding glad of the ivy.
Konsa, SENYÈ Bondye a te chwazi yon plant lyann. Lyann nan te monte grandi sou Jonas pou l ta sèvi kon abri sou tèt li, pou delivre l de mekontantman li an. Epi lyann nan te fè Jonas byen kontan.
7 But God prepared a worm, when the morning arose on the following day: and it struck the ivy and it withered.
Men Bondye te chwazi yon cheni nan granmmaten nan pwochen jou a. Li te atake lyann nan e li te vin fennen.
8 And when the sun was risen, the Lord commanded a hot and burning wind: and the sun beat upon the head of Jonas, and he broiled with the heat: and he desired for his soul that he might die, and said: It is better for me to die than to live.
Lè solèy la te leve, Bondye te chwazi yon van lès byen cho, solèy la te bat tèt Jonas jiskaske li te vin fèb. Konsa, li t ap mande ak tout nanm li, e te di: “Lanmò pi bon ke lavi pou mwen.”
9 And the Lord said to Jonas: Dost thou think thou hast reason to be angry, for the ivy? And he said: I am angry with reason even unto death.
Epi Bondye te di a Jonas: “Èske ou gen bon rezon pou fache akoz lyann nan?” Jonas te reponn: “Mwen gen bon rezon pou m fache, menm jiska lanmò.”
10 And the Lord said: Thou art grieved for the ivy, for which thou hast not laboured, nor made it to grow, which in one night came up, and in one night perished.
Konsa, SENYÈ a te di: “Ou te gen konpasyon pou plant sila ke ou pa t fè okenn travay pou li a, ke ou menm pa t fè grandi, ki te vin parèt nan yon nwit e te vin peri nan yon nwit.
11 And shall not I spare Ninive, that great city, in which there are more than a hundred and twenty thousand persons that know not how to distinguish between their right hand and their left, and many beasts?
Èske Mwen pa ta dwe gen konpasyon pou Ninive, gwo vil la, nan sila ki genyen plis ke san-ven-mil moun ki pa konn diferans antre men dwat ak men goch yo ak yon gwo kantite bèt, tou?”
