Jeremiah 45

1 The word that Jeremiah the prophet spoke to Baruch the son of Neriah, when he had written these words in a book at the mouth of Jeremiah, in the fourth year of Jehoiakim the son of Josiah king of Judah, saying,

Ty enta’ Iirmeà mpitoky natao’e amy Baroke ana’ i Nerià, ie sinoki’e am-boke ao o tsara boak’ am-palie’ Iirmeà retoa, an-taom-paha-efa’ Iehoiakime ana’ Iosià, mpanjaka’ Iehodà, manao ty hoe:

2 Thus says the LORD, the God of Israel, to you, O Baruch:

Hoe t’Iehovà, Andrianañahare’ Israele ama’o ry Baroke: fa nanao ty hoe irehe:

3 You did say, Woe is me now! for the LORD has added grief to my sorrow; I fainted in my sighing, and I find no rest.

Feh’ohatse amako henane zao! fa nitovoña’ Iehovà fioremeñañe ty fangirifiriako; mahamamak’ ahy ty fiñeoñeoko, le tsy mahatrea fitofàñe.

4 Thus shall you say to him, The LORD says thus; Behold, that which I have built will I break down, and that which I have planted I will pluck up, even this whole land.

Ty hoe ty ho saontsie’o ama’e, Hoe t’Iehovà: Inao! fa ho rotsaheko i niranjiekoy, vaho hombotako o nambolekoo, i hene taney ‘nio.

5 And seek you great things for yourself? seek them not: for, behold, I will bring evil on all flesh, says the LORD: but your life will I give to you for a prey in all places where you go.

Aa le mipay raha ra’ elahy ho am-bata’o v’ iheo? Ko tsoehe’o fa ingo, hametsahako hankàñe iaby ze atao nofotse, hoe t’Iehovà; fe hatoloko azo ho tamben’ali’o ty fiai’o amy ze hene toetse hañaveloa’o.