Jonah 4
1 And it is grievous to Jonah—a great evil—and he is displeased at it;
Jonas pa t' kontan menm lè li wè sa, sa te fè l' fache anpil.
2 and he prays to YHWH, and he says, “Ah, now, O YHWH, is this not my word while I was in my own land—therefore I was beforehand [going] to flee to Tarshish—that I have known that You [are] a God, gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and abundant in kindness, and relenting of evil?
Li lapriyè Seyè a, li di l' konsa: -Aa Seyè! Men sa m' t'ap di a wi, lè m' te nan peyi m' lan. Se sa menm wi, mwen pa t' vle rive a. Se poutèt sa mwen te vle al kache nan peyi Tasis. Mwen konnen ou: Ou se yon Bondye ki gen bon kè, ki gen pitye pou nou. Ou pa fè kòlè fasil, ou pa janm sispann renmen nou, se vre. Ou toujou pare pou padonnen moun, pou chanje lide pou ou pa pini yo.
3 And now, O YHWH, please take my soul from me, for better [is] my death than my life.”
Koulye a, Seyè, ou mèt tou touye m' fini ak sa. M' pito mouri pase pou m' viv pou m' wè bagay sa a devan je m'!
4 And YHWH says, “Is doing good displeasing to you?”
Seyè a reponn li: -Ki rezon ou genyen pou ou fache konsa?
5 And Jonah goes forth from the city, and sits on the east of the city, and makes a shelter for himself there, and sits under it in the shade, until he sees what is in the city.
Jonas kite lavil la, li ale sou bò solèy leve, li chita. Lèfini, li fè yon tonèl, li chita nan lonbraj anba tonèl la, l'ap tann pou l' wè sa ki pral rive nan lavil la.
6 And YHWH God appoints a gourd, and causes it to come up over Jonah, to be a shade over his head, to give deliverance to him from his affliction, and Jonah rejoices because of the gourd [with] great joy.
Lè sa a, Seyè a, Bondye a, fè yon ti pye masketi pouse. Li fè l' rive yon ti wotè pi wo pase Jonas pou mete yon ti lonbraj sou tèt li, pou li ka santi l' pi alèz. Jonas te kontan anpil lè li wè pye masketi a.
7 And God appoints a worm at the going up of the dawn on the next day, and it strikes the gourd, and it dries up.
Men, nan denmen maten, anvan bajou kase, Bondye fè yon mawoka pike pye masketi a. Pye masketi a mouri.
8 And it comes to pass, about the rising of the sun, that God appoints a cutting east wind, and the sun strikes on the head of Jonah, and he wraps himself up, and asks for his soul to die, and says, “Better [is] my death than my life.”
Lèfini, lè solèy fin leve, Bondye fè yon sèl van lès soufle byen cho. Jonas te prèt pou pèdi konesans avèk chalè solèy la ki t'ap bat li sou tèt. Msye mande mouri, li di konsa: -Pito m' tou mouri m' fini ak sa!
9 And God says to Jonah: “Is doing good displeasing to you, because of the gourd?” And he says, “To do good is displeasing to me—to death.”
Men, Bondye mande l' konsa: -Jonas, ou kwè ou gen rezon fache konsa pou yon ti pye masketi? Jonas reponn li: -Wi. Mwen gen rezon fache. M' fache pou m' mouri.
10 And YHWH says, “You have had pity on the gourd, for which you did not labor, neither did you nourish it, which came up [as] a son of night, and perished [as] a son of night,
Lè sa a, Seyè a reponn li: -An! Ou pran lapenn pou yon ti pye masketi ki pa koute ou anyen. Se pa ou ki te fè l' grandi. Li pran yon sèl nwit pou l' grandi. Apre yon sèl jou, li mouri.
11 and I—do I not have pity on Nineveh, the great city, in which there are more than one hundred twenty thousand of mankind, who have not known between their right hand and their left—and much livestock?”
Epi ou pa ta vle m' pran lapenn pou lavil Niniv, gwo kapital sa a, kote ki gen depase sanven mil (120.000) timoun inonsan, moun ki pa konnen ni sa ki byen ni sa ki mal, ansanm ak yon kantite bèt!
