2 Samuel 14
1 Joab, son of Zeruiah, knew that the king kept on thinking about Absalom.
Nioni’ Ioabe ana’ i Tseroià te amy Absalome ty arofo’ i mpanjakay.
2 So Joab sent a messenger to Tekoa to bring back a wise woman who lived there. He told her, “Pretend to be a mourner. Put on clothes for mourning, and don't use any scented oils. Be like a woman who has been in mourning for the dead a long time.
Nañitrik’ amy Tekoý t’Ioabe, nangalake rakemba mahihitse boak’ añe, le nanao ty hoe ama’e: Miambane ama’o, ehe misarea mpandala, le mañombea sarom-pandalàñe, le ko mihosotse menake, fa mintse rakemba ela nandala vilasy;
3 Then go to the king and tell him this.” Joab told her what to say.
vaho akia mb’amy mpanjakay mb’eo, misaontsia an-tsata zao. Aa le napo’ Ioabe am-palie’e ty ho saontsie’e.
4 When the woman from Tekoa went to see the king, she bowed facedown to the ground in respect, and said, “Please help me, Your Majesty!”
Aa ie nisaontsy amy mpanjakay i rakemba nte-Tekoý, le nibabok’ an-tane eo, nidrakadrakake nanao ty hoe: Oloro ry mpanjaka.
5 “What's the matter?” the king asked her. “Sadly I'm a widow. My husband is dead,” she replied.
Le hoe i mpanjakay tama’e: Ino ty mañore azo? Le hoe re: Toe vantotse iraho, mate valy.
6 “Your Majesty, I had two sons. They had a fight outside, and there was nobody there to stop them. One of them hit the other, and killed him.
Nanañ’ anadahy roe ty anak’ ampata’o, aa ie nifanehak’ an-kivok’ añe, tsy teo ty hampifanarake iareo fa zinevo’ ty raike ty raike namono aze.
7 Now the whole family is against me. They're saying, ‘Hand over your son who killed his brother so we can put him to death for murdering his brother. That way he won't inherit anything either!’ By doing this they would snuff out the last ember of hope I have to carry on my husband's name and family in the world.”
Ie amy zao, nitroatse niatreatre ami’ ty mpitoro’o o longo iabio nanao ty hoe: Aseseo i nañè-doza aman-drahalahi’ey hamonoa’ay ty amy fiain-drahalahi’e zinevo’ey, handrotsaha’ iareo ka ty mpandova. Izay ty hamonoa’ iareo ty sehangam-poroha mirekake, tsy hanañam-baliko ndra tahinañe ndra tariratse ambone tane atoy.
8 “Go on home,” the king told the woman, “and I myself will make sure your case is dealt with for you.”
Le hoe i mpanjakay tamy rakembay: Mimpolia mb’añ’ anjomba’o mb’eo, le hamantoke ty ama’o iraho.
9 “Thank you, Your Majesty,” said the woman. “I and my family will take the blame, and may Your Majesty and your family be held to be innocent.”
Aa le hoe i rakemba nte-Tekoiý tamy mpanjakay: O ry talèko, mpanjaka, ee te ho amako ty hakeo naho ami’ty anjomban-draeko vaho halio tahiñe ty fiambesa’ i mpanjakay.
10 “If anyone complains to you about it, bring him here to me, and he won't bother you again!” the king told her.
Le hoe i mpanjakay tama’e: Ndra iaia ty hiatreatre azo, aseseo amako le tsy ho tsapae’e.
11 “Please, Your Majesty,” the woman continued, “swear by the Lord your God that you will stop the person wanting to avenge the murder from making it worse by killing my son!” “As the Lord lives,” he promised, “not a single hair from your son's head will fall to the ground.”
Aa le hoe re: Miambane ama’o, ehe te ho tiahi’ i mpanjakay t’Iehovà Andrianañahare’o, le tsy hijoy ka ty mpamale fate, tsy mone harotsa’ iereo i anakoy. Le hoe re: Kanao veloñe t’Iehovà, leo raik’ ami’ty maroi’ i ana’oy tsy hipok’ an-tane.
12 “Could I please ask for one other thing, Your Majesty?” the woman asked. “Go ahead,” he replied.
Le hoe i rakembay: Mihalaly ama’o: adono hinday entañe raik’ amy talèko mpanjakay ty anak’ ampata’o. Le hoe re Misaontsia.
13 “So why have you schemed in a similar way against the people of God?” the woman asked. “Since Your Majesty just decided my case by what you said, haven't you convicted yourself because you refuse to bring back the son you banished?
Aa hoe i rakembay: Ino arè ty nikililia’o am’ondatin’ Añahareo o raha zao, t’ie, amy saontsy zay ty mete nampanan-kakeo i mpanjakay kanao tsy ampihitrife’e himpoly i naitoañey.
14 Yes, we all have to die. We're like water spilled on the ground that can't be collected again. But that's not what God does. Instead he works out ways for anyone who is banished to come back home to him.
Amy te hivetrake zahay, manahake ty rano nadoañe an-tane, ie tsy mete tovizeñe; tsy mirihy ondaty t’i Andrianañahare; f’ie toe misafiry lalañe, soa tsy hatao añombelahi-mavo i naitoañey.
15 That's why I've come to explain this to Your Majesty, because someone has frightened me. So I thought to myself, I will go and speak to the king. Perhaps he will grant my request.
Aa kanao nimb’ etoa iraho nanese o entañe zao amy talèko mpanjakay, le amy te nañembañe ahy ondatio; le hoe iraho, Ho volañeko amy mpanjakay henaneo, hera hanoe’e ty halalim-pitoro’e.
16 Perhaps the king will listen and save me from the man who would cut off both me and my son from God's chosen people.
Amy te hijanjiñe i mpanjakay, handrombake i mpitoro’ey ampità’ indaty te handrotsak’ ahy naho i anakoy amy lovan’ Añaharey.
17 I thought: May what Your Majesty says bring me peace, for Your Majesty is able to tell the difference between good and evil, just like an angel of God. May the Lord your God be with you!”
Le hoe ty anak’ ampata’o: Ehe te hañohò ahy ty saontsin-talèko mpanjaka; fa hambañe ami’ty anjelin’ Añahare ty talèko mpanjaka, hahafitsikarake ty soa ami’ty raty; aa le ho ama’o abey t’Iehovà Andrianañahare’o.
18 “Please don't refuse to answer the question I'm about to ask,” the king said to the woman. “Please ask your question, Your Majesty,” she replied.
Le hoe i mpanjakay amy rakembay: Ehe, ko aetak’ amako ty hañontaneako azo. Le hoe i rakembay: Ehe misaontsia, ry talèko mpanjaka.
19 “Is all this Joab's doing?” the king asked. The woman replied, “As you live, Your Majesty, no one can hide anything from you. Yes, it was Joab, your officer, who ordered me to do this—he told me exactly what to say.
Le hoe i mpanjakay: Tsy ama’o amo raha zao hao ty fità’ Ioabe? Le hoe ty natoi’ i rakembay: Kanao veloñe ty arofo’o, ry talèko mpanjaka, tsy eo ty mahafitolike mb’am-pitàn-kavana ndra havia amy nisaontsie’ i mpanjakaiy; fa toe nihalaly amako t’i Ioabe mpitoro’o, ie ty nampipoke i entañe iaby zay am-bava’ o anak’ am-pata’oo;
20 He did so to show the other side of the situation, but Your Majesty is as wise as an angel of God, and you know everything that happens in this country.”
ty hampiova ty tarehe’ i rahay ty nanoe’ Ioabe mpitoro’o o raha zao; toe mahihitse o talèkoo hoe hihin’ anjelin’ Añahare, hahafohina’e ze he’e an-tane atoy.
21 The king said to Joab, “Fine, I'll do it. Go and bring young Absalom back.”
Aa le hoe i mpanjakay am’ Ioabe: Mahaoniña arè, fa nanoeko; aa le akia, hitrifo añe i ajalahy Absalome.
22 Joab bowed down with his face to the ground in respect, and blessed the king. “Today,” said Joab, “I, your servant, know that you approve of me, Your Majesty, because you have granted my request.”
Nibabok’ an-dahara’e mb’an-tane t’Ioabe naho nidrakadrakake, vaho nañandriañe i mpanjakay, le hoe t’Ioabe: Fohi’ ty mpitoro’o henaneo te nahatrea fañisohañe am-pahaoniña’o ry talèko mpanjaka, ami’ty nanoe’ i mpanjakay i halalim-pitoro’ey.
23 Joab went to Geshur, and brought Absalom back to Jerusalem.
Aa le niavotse t’Ioabe nimb’e Gesore mb’eo vaho nendese’e mb’e Ierosalaime mb’eo t’i Absalome.
24 But the king gave this order, “He may return to his home, but he's not to come and see me.” So Absalom returned to his own home, but he didn't go and see the king.
Le hoe i mpanjakay: Ampitoliho mb’ añ’anjomba’e mb’eo re tsy hahatrea ty tareheko. Aa le nivìke mb’añ’ anjomba’e mb’eo t’i Absalome; vaho tsy niisa’e ty lahara’ i mpanjakay.
25 Absalom was admired as the most handsome man in the whole of Israel. He didn't have a single blemish from head to toe.
Ie amy zao, tsy ia e Israele ao ty nahazo engeñe ami’ty faràm-binta’e naho tsy i Absalome, ie tsy nanan-kandra boak’ an-delam-pandia’e pak’ an-dengon’ añambone’e.
26 He cut his hair every year because it got so heavy—it weighed two hundred royal shekels.
Aa ie harate’e ty añambone’e—amy t’ie niharatse i añambone’ey am-pigadoñan-taoñe, amy te navesatse ama’e o maròi’eo, le nañitsifa’e—naho nandanja i maròi’ey le ni-roanjato amy fandanjam-panjakay.
27 He had three sons, and a daughter named Tamar—a very beautiful woman.
Nisamak’ ana-dahy telo t’i Absalome, naho anak’ ampela raike, natao Tamare ty añara’e; ampela soa vintañe.
28 Absalom lived in Jerusalem for two years but was not permitted to see the king.
Aa le nimoneñe roe taoñe e Ierosalaime ao t’i Absalome vaho tsy niisa’e ty lahara’ i mpanjakay.
29 Absalom called Joab to arrange for him to see the king, for Joab, to send him to the king, but Joab refused to come. Absalom called Joab again, but Joab still wouldn't come.
Le nampihitrife’ i Absalome t’Ioabe, hañirake aze mb’ amy mpanjakay mb’eo; f’ie tsy nimete hiheo mb’ama’e; nampisangitrife’e fañindroe’e fe tsy nimete homb’eo.
30 So Absalom told his servants, “Look, Joab's field is next to mine, and he has barley growing there. Go and set it on fire!” Absalom's servants went and set the field on fire.
Aa le hoe re amo mpitoro’eo: Inao, marine i tetekoy ty tete’ Ioabe, akia ivaño afo. Aa le namiañ’ afo an-tete’e ao o mpitoro’ i Absalomeo.
31 Joab went to Absalom's house and asked “Why did your servants set my field on fire?”
Niongak’ amy zao t’Ioabe, nimb’ añ’ anjomba’i Absalome mb’eo, nanao ty hoe ama’e: Aa vaho akore ty nanodora’ o mpitoro’oo i tetekoy?
32 “Look here,” said Absalom, “I sent for you, saying, ‘Come here. I want you to go to the king and ask: Why did I bother coming back from Geshur? It would have been better for me to stay there.’ So go and arrange for me to see the king, and if I'm guilty of anything, he can kill me.”
Aa hoe ty natoi’ i Absalome Ioabe: Inao! toe nampihitrifeko ami’ty hoe: Mb’etoa, hañirahako azo amy mpanjakay, hanao ty hoe: Ino ty nimpoliako boake Gesore añe? Ndra kitra’e mbe nitambatse añe; aa ehe ampahaoniño ahy ty lahara’ i mpanjakay; aa lehe aman-kakeo iraho, adono re hañoho-doza amako.
33 So Joab went and told the king what Absalom had said. Then David summoned Absalom, who came and bowed down with his face to the ground before him in respect. Then the king kissed Absalom.
Niheo amy mpanjakay t’Ioabe, nitalily ama’e; aa le kinanji’e t’i Absalome naho nimb’amy mpanjakay mb’eo nidrodrètse mb’an-tane ty lahara’e añatrefa’ i mpanjakay, vaho norofa’ i mpanjakay t’i Absalome.
