Jeremiah 20
1 Pashhur, son of Immer, was a priest and the official in charge of the Lord's Temple. When he heard Jeremiah prophesying these things,
Da firist nan Fashhur ɗan Immer, babban ma’aikaci a cikin haikalin Ubangiji, ya ji Irmiya yana annabcin waɗannan abubuwa,
2 he beat Jeremiah the prophet and had him put in the stocks at the Upper Benjamin Gate, near to the Lord's Temple.
sai ya sa aka yi wa Irmiya dūka aka kuma sa shi a turu a Ƙofar Bisa na Benyamin a haikalin Ubangiji.
3 The following day, when Pashhur had Jeremiah released from the stocks, Jeremiah told him, “The Lord doesn't call you Pashhur (tear in pieces), but Magor-missabib (terror is everywhere).
Kashegari, sa’ad da Fashhur ya fitar da shi daga turu, sai Irmiya ya ce masa, “Ubangiji ba zai kira ka Fashhur ba, amma ya ba ka suna Magor-Missabib.
4 For this is what the Lord says: I'm going to make you terrified—you and all those you love. Enemies will kill them as you watch. I will hand Judah over to the king of Babylon. He will kill some, and the rest he will take away into exile in Babylon.
Gama ga abin da Ubangiji yana cewa, ‘Zan maishe ka abin razana ga kanka da kuma ga dukan abokanka; da idanunka za ka gan takobin abokan gāba yana kashe su. Zan miƙa Yahuda duka ga sarkin Babilon, wanda zai kwashe su zuwa Babilon ya kuma kashe su da takobi.
5 I'm going to give it all away. All the wealth of this city, all the results of hard work, all the valuables, all the crown jewels of Judah's kings—I'm going to hand it over to their enemies, who will take it as plunder and carry it off to Babylon.
Zan ba wa abokan gābansu dukan dukiyar wannan birni dukan amfaninsa, dukan abubuwa masu daraja na sarakunan Yahuda. Za su kwashe su ganima su kai su Babilon.
6 You, Pashhur, and everyone who lives with you, will go into captivity. You will go to Babylon. You will die there and be buried—you and all those you love, those to whom you prophesied lies.”
Kai kuma Fashhur, da dukan waɗanda suke a gidanka za ku tafi zaman bauta a Babilon. A can za ku mutu a kuma binne ku, da kai da dukan abokanka waɗanda ka yi musu annabce-annabcen ƙarya.’”
7 You fooled me, Lord, and I let myself be fooled! You're stronger than me—you've won! I've become a joke people laugh at all day long. Everyone is mocking me.
Ya Ubangiji, ka ruɗe ni, na kuwa ruɗu; ka fi ni ƙarfi, ka kuwa yi nasara. Na zama abin dariya dukan yini; kowa yana yi mini ba’a.
8 This is because every time I open my mouth I have to shout out warnings of violence and destruction. The Lord's message has become the reason people criticize and ridicule me the whole time.
Duk sa’ad da na yi magana, nakan tā da murya ina furta hargitsi da hallaka. Haka maganar Ubangiji ta kawo mini zagi da reni dukan yini.
9 If I tell myself, “I won't talk about him anymore, I won't even mention his name,” then his message is like a fire trapped within me, burning me from the inside out. I'm getting tired of holding it in. I just can't win.
Amma in na ce, “Ba zan ambace shi ba ba zan ƙara yin magana da sunansa ba,” sai in ji maganarsa a cikina kamar wuta, wutar da aka kulle a ƙasusuwana. Na gaji da danne ta a cikina; tabbatacce ba zan iya ba.
10 I've heard many people gossiping: “He's the one who says, ‘terror is everywhere!’ He has to be reported! Report what he's doing!” All my good friends are waiting for me to slip up. “Maybe he'll make a mistake so we can defeat him and get our revenge on him,” they say.
Na ji mutane da yawa suna raɗa cewa, “Razana ta kowace fuska! Mu kai kararsa! Bari mu kai kararsa!” Dukan abokaina suna jira in yi tuntuɓe, suna cewa, “Mai yiwuwa a ruɗe shi; sai mu yi nasara a kansa mu ɗau fansa a kansa.”
11 But the Lord stands beside me like a powerful warrior. So those who are attacking me will fall. They won't win! Because they're not successful they will be totally disgraced. Their shame won't ever be forgotten.
Amma Ubangiji yana tare da ni kamar babban jarumi; saboda haka masu tsananta mini za su yi tuntuɓe ba kuwa za su yi nasara ba. Za su fāɗi su kuma sha mummunar kunya; ba za a taɓa manta da rashin bangirmansu ba.
12 Lord Almighty, you know without question who is living right. You examine people's thoughts and feelings. So let me see your punishment fall on them, because I've trusted you to judge my case.
Ya Ubangiji Maɗaukaki, kai da kake gwada adali kana bincika zuciya duk da tunani, bari in ga sakayyarka a kansu, gama a gare ka na miƙa damuwata.
13 Sing to the Lord! Praise the Lord! For he saves the poor from the power of the wicked.
Ku rera ga Ubangiji! Ku yabi Ubangiji! Ya kuɓutar da ran mabukaci daga hannuwan mugaye.
14 May the day I was born be cursed! May the day my mother gave birth to me never be blessed!
La’ananniya ce ranar da aka haife ni! Kada ranar da mahaifiyata ta haife ni ta zama mai albarka!
15 May the man be cursed who brought my father the news that made him really happy, saying, “You have a son.”
La’ananne ne mutumin da ya kawo wa mahaifina labari, wanda ya sa shi ya yi murna cewa, “An haifa maka yaro, ɗa namiji!”
16 May that man be like the towns that the Lord destroyed without mercy. May he hear shouts of alarm in the morning and war-cries at noon,
Bari mutumin ya zama kamar garuruwan da Ubangiji ya tumɓuke ba tausayi. Bari yă ji kuka da safe kururuwan yaƙi kuma da tsakar rana.
17 because he should have killed me in the womb so that my mother would have been my grave, remaining pregnant forever.
Gama bai kashe ni a cikin ciki ba, da ma ya sa cikin mahaifiyata ya zama kabarina, cikinta ya fadada har abada.
18 Why was I born only to see trouble and sadness, and to end my life in shame?
Me ya sa na ma fito daga cikin ciki in ga wahala da baƙin ciki in kuma ƙare kwanakina da kunya?
