Nehemiah 2
1 In the month of Nisan, in the twentieth year of King Artaxerxes' reign, when the wine was brought in for him, I picked it up and gave it to the king. I had never before appeared before him looking sad,
Ie tamy volan-kofahofa an-taom-paha-roapolo’ i Artaksastà, mpanjakay, naho aolo’e eo ty divay, le rinambeko i divaiy vaho nazotsoko amy mpanjakay. Aa kanao mbe liako tsy nimonjetse añatrefa’e eo,
2 so the king asked me, “Why are you looking so sad, even though you don't seem to sick? You must be really upset.” I was absolutely terrified,
le hoe i mpanjakay tamako, Ino ty mampanjokòke o lahara’oo, ihe tsy siloke? Tsi’ inoñe zao naho tsy ty hakoretan’ arofo. Aa le vata’e nihemban-draho,
3 but I replied to the king, “Long live the king live! How can I help being sad? The city where my forefathers are buried is in ruins, and its gates have been burned down.”
le hoe ty asako amy mpanjakay, Ee te ho veloñe nainai’e i mpanjakay; ino ty tsy hahalonjetse ty tareheko, kanao nadoke mangoakoake i rovay, i toen-kiborin-droaekoy vaho tinomonto’ ty afo o lalambei’eo?
4 “So what do you want?” the king asked me. I prayed to the God of heaven, and answered the king,
Le hoe i mpanjakay tamako, Ino o ihalalia’oo? Aa le nihalaly aman’ Añaharen-dikeran-draho,
5 “If it pleases Your Majesty, and if you are happy with me, I request you send me to Judah, to the city where my forefathers are buried, so I can rebuild it.”
vaho nanao ty hoe amy mpanjakay, Naho mahafale i mpanjakay vaho nanjo fañisohañe am-pahaisaha’o ty mpitoro’o, le hañiraha’o mb’e Iehoda mb’ an-drovan-kiborin-droaeko mb’eo hañamboats’ aze.
6 The king, with the queen sitting beside him, asked me, “How long will your journey take, and when will you come back?” The king agreed to send me, and I told him how long I would be gone.
Le hoe i mpanjakay tamako, ie niambesatse añ’ila’e eo i mpanjaka’ ampelay, Akore ty halava’ i lia’oy, ombia irehe te hibalike? Aa le ninò’ i mpanjakay ty hampihitrik’ ahy; le namantañako andro.
7 I also asked him, “If it pleases Your Majesty, let letters be provided to give to the governors west of the Euphrates, so that they will allow me to pass safely until I reach Judah.
Tinovoko ty hoe amy mpanjakay, Naho mahafale’ i mpanjakay, le ho tolora’e taratasy ho amo mpifehe alafe’ i Sakaio, hanese ahy hitsake mb’eo ampara’ ty hivotrahako e Iehodà añe
8 May I also have a letter for Asaph, warden of the king's forest, so he can give me timber to make beams for the gates of Temple fortress, for the city walls, and for the house I will live in.” Because my gracious God was upon me, the king gave me what I asked.
naho ty taratasy ho amy Asafe, mpañambeñe ty ala’ i mpanjakay, hitolora’e bodan-katae hamboarako o fahan-dalambein-kijolin’ anjombao naho ho ami’ty kijoli’ i rovay vaho ho ami’ty anjomba himoahako. Le natolo’ i mpanjakay ahiko izay, ty amy fitàn-tsoan’ Añahareko amakoy.
9 Then I went to the governors of the province west of the Euphrates and gave them the king's letters. The king also sent a military escort of cavalry with me.
Aa le niheoveko o mpifehe alafe’ i Sakaio vaho natoloko iareo o taratasi’ i mpanjakaio. Ie amy zao fa nampihitrike mpifehen-dahin-defoñe naho mpiningi-tsoavala hindre amako i mpanjakay.
10 But when Sanballat the Horonite and Tobiah the Ammonite official heard about this, they were upset. For them this was a total disaster—that someone had arrived to help out the Israelites.
Ie napota’ i Sanbalate nte-Koronaime naho i Tobià nte-Amone, mpitoroñe, le vata’e niboseke te nivotrake eo t’indaty mipay hañasoa o ana’ Israeleo.
11 I arrived in Jerusalem and rested for three days.
Aa le nandoake e Ierosalaime ao iraho naho nitobok’ ao telo andro,
12 Then I got up during the night and went out with just a few men. I didn't explain to anyone what my God had put in my head to do for Jerusalem. I only took one horse to ride.
naho nitroatse haleñe, rekets’ ondaty tsiampeampe; vaho tsy natoroko ondatio heike ty najon’ Añahareko an-troko ao hanoeko ho a Ierosalaime; le tsy amam-biby iraho naho tsy i borìke nijoñakoy.
13 So I rode in the dark through the Valley Gate toward the Spring of the Serpent and the Refuse Gate, and I inspected Jerusalem's walls that had been knocked over and the gates that had been burned down.
Niavotse haleñe iraho niakatse i lalam-beim-bavataney mb’ amy vovom-pañaneñey mb’eo naho mb’ amy lalam-bein-ditsakey nisary o kijoli’ Ierosalaime nikoromakeo naho o lalambei’e niforototoen’ afoo.
14 Then I continued on to the Fountain Gate and the King's Pool, but we couldn't get through as there wasn't enough room to pass.
Le tinonjohiko mb’ an-dalambein-drano migoangoam-beo naho mb’ amy antaram-panjakay mb’eo, fe tsy teo ty homba’ i biby niningerekoy.
15 So I went up along the valley in the dark and inspected the wall. Then I returned, going back through the Valley Gate.
Le nionjomb’ amy torahañey mb’eo amy haleñey, nisary i kijoliy naho nibalike nimoak’ amy lalambeim-bavataney vaho nimpoly.
16 Those in charge of the city had no idea where I had gone or what I was doing, because I hadn't yet told the Jews, priests, nobles, or officials or any others about the construction plans.
Tsy napota’ o mpifeheo ty nombako, ndra ty nanoeko; ie mboe tsy nitalilieko o nte-Iehodao ndra o mpisoroñeo ndra o roandriañeo ndra o mpifeheo ndra o ila’e nanao i fitoloñañeio.
17 Then I said to them, “Look at the trouble we're in! Jerusalem is a heap of rubble, and its gates have been burned down. Come on, let's rebuild the wall of Jerusalem, so that we won't be so ashamed any more.”
Le hoe iraho am’ iereo: Oni’ areo ty falovilovian-tika, ie mangoakoake t’Ierosalaime naho nitomontoñen’ afo o lalam-bei’eo; antao hamboatse ty kijoli’ Ierosalaime soa t’ie tsy hinjeñe ka.
18 Then I explained to them how good God had been to me, and what the king had told me. “Let's get on with the rebuilding,” they replied, and they set to work enthusiastically.
Le nitaroñeko am’ iereo te nañasoa ahy ty fitàn’ Añahareko; naho o saontsi’ i mpanjakay amakoo. Aa le hoe iereo, Antao hiongake, hamboatse. Aa le nihaozare’ iareo fitàñe ho ami’ty hasoa.
19 But when Sanballat the Horonite, Tobiah the Ammonite official, and Geshem the Arab got to hear about it, they mocked and taunted us, asking, “What are you up to? Are you rebelling against the king?”
F’ie napota’ i Sanbalate nte Koronaime naho i Tobià nte Amone, mpitoroñe naho i Geseme nte-Arabe, le niankahafa’ iareo an-drabioñe naho nimavoe’ iereo ami’ty hoe: Ino o anoe’ areo zao? Hiola amy mpanjakay v’inahareoo?
20 But I replied, telling them, “The God of heaven, he will make sure we're successful. We, his servants, will begin rebuilding, but Jerusalem doesn't belong to you, and you have no authority over it or claim to it.”
Aa le tinoiko ty hoe; I Andrianañaharen-dindiñey ty hañonjoñe anay; aa le hiongake hamboatse zahay mpitoro’e fe tsy aman’ anjara ndra zo ndra tiahy e Ierosalaime ao nahareo.
