Jonah 4
1 But this really upset Jonah, and he became very angry.
Fe vata’e nampangoae’ Ionà izay le niloho boseke,
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.
vaho nilolok’ am’ Iehovà, nanao ty hoe: Mihalaly ama’o, ry Iehovà, tsy ie hao i nivolañeko te mbe tan-taneko añey? Izaho nihitrike ty lay mb’e Tarsise mb’eo fa napotako te Andrianañahare matarike irehe, mpiferenaiñe, malaon-kaviñerañe, naho lifotse fiferenaiñañe, vaho habalintoa’o i hankàñe ho nanoe’oy.
3 So just kill me now, Lord, because I'd prefer to die than to live!”
Ie amy zao ry Iehovà, ehe asitaho amako ty fiaiko, fa hamake t’ie hikenkañe ta te ho veloñe.
4 The Lord responded, “Do you have a good reason to be so angry?”
Aa le hoe t’Iehovà, Mañeva hao o habose’oo?
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.
Niakatse i rovay t’Ionà, niambesatse añ’ ila’ atiñana’ i rovay ey le nandranjy lapalapa vaho niambesatse ambane’e añ’alok’ ao am-para’ te isa’e ze hifetsak’ amy rovay.
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.
Nañalankañe vatavo amy zao t’Iehovà Andrianañahare; le nampilalìe’e ambone’ Ionà eo hañaloke ty añambone’e hampanintsiñe aze amy fifombo’ey. Le nampivaran-ehake Ionà i vatavoy.
7 The next day at dawn the Lord had a maggot attack the plant and it withered.
Fe nihajarien’ Añahare oletse te nanjirike i loak’ àndroy nijoy i vatavoy, nahaforejeje aze.
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.
Ie nionjoñe i àndroy le nampitiofen’ Añahare ty tio-bey atiñanañe matrevoke. Nipisañe añambone’ Ionà i àndroy le nitoirañe vaho nihalaly te hampihomaheñe ami’ty hoe: Hamake te hikenkan-draho ta te ho veloñe.
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!”
Le hoe t’i Andrianañahare am’ Ionà: Mañeva azo hao ty hifombo amy vatavoy? le hoe re: Eka sazo ahy ty habosehako; hàmake t’ie ho mate.
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.
Le hoe t’Iehovà, Nitretreze’o i vatavo tsy nifanehafa’oy, naho tsy nampitirie’oy, ie nitiry haleñe vaho nimomok’ an-kaleñe;
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?”
aa tsy ho ferenaiñako ka hao t’i Ninevè, i rova jabajabay, toe ama’e ao t’indaty mandikoatse rai-hetse-tsi-ro-ale, tsy mahafohiñe ty fità’e havana ami’ty havia’e, miharo hare tsifotofoto?
