Jeremiah 20
1 Now Pashhur, the son of Immer the priest, who was chief officer in the house of YHWH, heard Jeremiah prophesying these things.
Awo Pasukuli eyali kabona mutabani wa Immeri, eyali omukulu mu yeekaalu ya Mukama, yawulira nga Yeremiya awa obubaka buno,
2 Then Pashhur struck Jeremiah the prophet, and put him in the stocks that were in the Upper Gate of Benjamin, which was in the house of YHWH.
n’alagira Yeremiya akubibwe. N’asibibwa mu nvuba eyali mu mulyango ogw’ekyengulu ogwa Benyamini ku yeekaalu ya Mukama.
3 It happened on the next day, that Pashhur brought forth Jeremiah out of the stocks. Then Jeremiah said to him, "YHWH has not called your name 'Pashhur,' but 'Magor-Missabib.'
Olunaku olwaddirira, nga Pasukuli amusumuludde mu nvuba, Yeremiya n’amugamba nti, “Mukama takyakuyita Pasukuli, naye Magolumissabibu.
4 For thus says YHWH, 'Look, I will make you a terror to yourself, and to all your friends; and they shall fall by the sword of their enemies, and your eyes shall see it; and I will give all Judah into the hand of the king of Babylon, and he shall carry them captive to Babylon, and shall kill them with the sword.
Kubanga bw’ati bw’ayogera Mukama nti, ‘Laba, ndikufuula eky’entiisa, ekikangabwa, eri ggwe n’eri mikwano gyo bonna; era balifa ekitala ky’abalabe baabwe, n’amaaso go galikiraba, era Yuda yonna ndigiwaayo mu mukono gwa kabaka w’e Babulooni, alibatwala e Babulooni oba okubattisa ekitala.
5 Moreover I will give all the riches of this city, and all its gains, and all the precious things of it, yes, all the treasures of the kings of Judah will I give into the hand of their enemies; and they shall make them a prey, and take them, and carry them to Babylon.
Era ndigabula obugagga bw’ekibuga kino bwonna obulimu, n’eby’omuwendo omungi era n’eby’obugagga byonna ebya bakabaka ba Yuda mu mukono gw’abalabe baabwe. Balibutwala babwetikke ng’omunyago mu Babulooni.
6 You, Pashhur, and all who dwell in your house shall go into captivity; and you shall come to Babylon, and there you shall die, and there you shall be buried, you, and all your friends, to whom you have prophesied falsely.'"
Era ggwe Pasukuli, era n’abo bonna ab’omu nnyumba yo balitwalibwa mu busibe, e Babulooni. Eyo gy’olifiira era oziikibwe, ggwe ne mikwano gyo bonna b’otegeezezza obunnabbi obw’obulimba.’”
7 YHWH, you have persuaded me, and I was persuaded. You are stronger than I am, and have prevailed. I have become a laughing-stock all day long; everyone mocks me.
Ayi Mukama, wannimba era n’ennimbibwa, wansinza amaanyi n’ompangula. Nvumibwa okuva ku makya okuzibya obudde, buli muntu ankudaalira.
8 For as often as I speak, I cry out; I cry, "Violence and destruction." because the word of YHWH is made a reproach to me, and a derision, all the day.
Buli lwe njogera, ndeekaana ne nnangirira akatabanguko n’okuzikirira. Kale ekigambo kya Mukama kindeetera kuvumwa na kusekererwa buli lunaku.
9 If I say, "I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name," then there is in my heart as it were a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I am weary with forbearing, and I can't contain it.
Naye bwe ŋŋamba nti, “Sijja kumwogerako oba okweyongera okwogera mu linnya lye,” ekigambo kye mu mutima gwange kiri ng’omuliro ogwaka, ogukwekeddwa mu magumba gange. Nkooye okukizibiikiriza era ddala sisobola.
10 For I have heard the defaming of many, terror on every side. "Denounce, and we will denounce him," say all my familiar friends, those who watch for my fall; "perhaps he will be persuaded, and we shall prevail against him, and we shall take our revenge on him."
Mpulira bangi nga beegeya nti, “Akabi kali enjuuyi zonna. Mumuloope. Leka naffe tumuloope.” Mikwano gyange bonna banninda ngwe, nga bagamba nti, “Oboolyawo anaasobya, tumugweko tuwoolere eggwanga.”
11 But YHWH is with me as an awesome mighty one: therefore my persecutors shall stumble, and they shall not prevail; they shall be utterly disappointed, because they have not dealt wisely, even with an everlasting dishonor which shall never be forgotten.
Naye Mukama ali nange ng’omulwanyi ow’amaanyi ow’entiisa, kale abanjigganya kyebaliva bagwa ne bataddayo kuyimirira. Baakulemererwa era baswalire ddala n’okuswala kwabwe tekulyerabirwa emirembe gyonna.
12 But, YHWH of hosts, who tests the righteous, who sees the heart and the mind, let me see your vengeance on them; for to you have I revealed my cause.
Ayi Mukama Katonda ow’Eggye oyo agezesa abatuukirivu, alaba ebiri munda mu mitima era n’ebirowoozo, kale leka ndabe bw’obawoolererako eggwanga, kubanga ensonga zange nzitadde mu mikono gyo.
13 Sing to YHWH, praise YHWH; for he has delivered the soul of the needy from the hand of evildoers.
Muyimbire Mukama Katonda. Mumuwe ettendo. Kubanga awonyezza obulamu bw’omunaku mu mikono gy’abo abakozi b’ebibi.
14 Cursed is the day in which I was born: do not let the day in which my mother bore me be blessed.
Lukolimirwe olunaku kwe nazaalirwa! Olunaku mmange kwe yanzaalira luleme kuweebwa mukisa!
15 Cursed is the man who brought news to my father, saying, A boy is born to you; making him very glad.
Akolimirwe eyaleetera kitange amawulire, agaamusanyusa ennyo, ng’agamba nti, “Omwana omulenzi akuzaaliddwa.”
16 Let that man be as the cities which YHWH overthrew, and did not repent: and let him hear a cry in the morning, and shouting at noontime;
Omusajja oyo abeere ng’ebibuga Mukama bye yamenyaamenya awatali kusaasira kwonna. Okukaaba kuwulirwe ku makya, ne nduulu z’abalwanyi mu ttuntu.
17 because he did not kill me from the womb; and so my mother would have been my grave, and her womb always great.
Yandinzitidde mu lubuto lwa mmange. Mmange yandibadde entaana yange, olubuto lwe ne luba lunene emirembe gyonna.
18 Why came I forth out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?
Lwaki nava mu lubuto okulaba emitawaana n’obuyinike era ennaku zange ne nzimala mu buswavu?
