Jonah 4
1 But this really upset Jonah, and he became very angry.
Naye Yona n’anyiiga nnyo.
2 He prayed to the Lord and told him, “Lord, wasn't this what I said when I was back home? That's why I ran away to Tarshish in the first place! For I knew that you are a gracious and compassionate God, very patient and full of kindhearted love, who relents from sending disaster.
N’alyoka yeemulugunyiza Katonda n’amugamba nti, “Kino ddala kye nalowooza, Mukama, bwe nnali mu nsi ye waffe, lwe wasooka okuŋŋamba okujja eno. Kye kyanzirusa n’okunzirusa okugenda e Talusiisi; kubanga namanya nti ggwe oli Katonda ajjudde obulungi, alwawo okusunguwala, alina ekisa ekingi, era namanya nti ojja kwanguwa okukyusa entegeka zo ez’okuzikiriza abantu bano.
3 So just kill me now, Lord, because I'd prefer to die than to live!”
Kale nno nkwegayiridde Mukama nzita; okufa kisinga okuba omulamu.”
4 The Lord responded, “Do you have a good reason to be so angry?”
Awo Mukama n’agamba nti, “Olina ekituufu kw’osinziira okunyiiga?”
5 Jonah left the city and sat down to the east of it. There he made himself a shelter so he could sit in the shade and watch what would happen to the city.
Awo Yona n’afuluma ebweru w’ekibuga n’abeera ku luuyi lwakyo olw’ebuvanjuba, era ne yeekolerawo akasiisira mu makoola, n’alinda alabe ekinatuuka ku kibuga.
6 The Lord God had a plant grow up and provide shade over Jonah's head to ease his discomfort. Jonah was very happy with the plant.
Ebikoola by’akasiisira bwe by’awotoka olw’omusana, Mukama Katonda n’ategeka ekiryo ne kimera mangu amakoola gaakyo ne gabikka ku mutwe gwa Yona ne gakendeeza ku musana. Yona n’asanyuka nnyo olw’ekiryo.
7 The next day at dawn the Lord had a maggot attack the plant and it withered.
Naye ate enkeera Katonda n’aleeta ekiwuka, ne kirya ekiryo ne kikala ne kifa.
8 Then as the sun came up the Lord arranged for a scorching east wind to blow, and the sun beat down on Jonah's head so that he became faint and wanted to die. “I'd rather die than live!” he said.
Ng’enjuba yeewanise, Katonda n’alyoka alagira embuyaga ey’Ebuvanjuba ey’olubugumu okufuuwa Yona, omusana ne gumwokya nnyo mu mutwe okutuusa lwe yazirika. N’ayagala afe. N’ayogera nti, “Okufa kusinga okuba omulamu.”
9 But the Lord asked Jonah, “Do you have a good reason to be so angry about the plant?” “Yes I do!” Jonah replied. “I'm angry enough to die!”
Mukama n’alyoka amubuuza nti, “Olina ekituufu kw’osinziira okunyiiga olw’ekiryo ekikaze ne kifa?” Yona n’addamu nti, “Yee, kituufu nze okunyiiga ennyo n’okwegomba okufa.”
10 Then the Lord told Jonah, “You're concerned about a plant which you did nothing about, and you didn't make it grow. It came up overnight and died overnight.
Mukama n’amugamba nti, “Osaalirwa olw’ekibikka kyo ekyonoonese songa si ggwe wakimeza, ate nga kyo kyali kya kiseera buseera.
11 Shouldn't I be concerned about the great city of Nineveh where one hundred and twenty thousand people live who don't know their right hand from their left, not to mention all the animals?”
Kale lwaki nange sandisaasidde Nineeve, ekibuga ekyo ekinene n’abantu baamu emitwalo ekkumi n’ebiri n’okusingawo, n’ente zaakyo ennyingi bwe zityo, abantu abatasobola kwawula kirungi na kibi?”
