Jeremiah 20
1 And when Pashhur son of Immer, the priest, who also was deputy-overseer in the house of Yahweh, heard that Jeremiah had prophesied these things,
Nganga-Nzambe Pashuri, mwana mobali ya Imeri, mokonzi ya Tempelo ya Yawe, ayokaki ndenge Jeremi azalaki kosakola.
2 then Pashhur smote Jeremiah the prophet, —and put him in the stocks that were in the upper gate of Benjamin, which was in the house of Yahweh.
Nganga-Nzambe Pashuri abetisaki Mosakoli Jeremi fimbu mpe akangisaki ye na likonzi oyo ezalaki na ekuke ya likolo ya Benjame, ekuke oyo ememaka na Tempelo ya Yawe.
3 And it came to pass on the morrow, when Pashhur brought forth Jeremiah out of the stocks, —that Jeremiah said unto him—Not Pashhur, hath Yahweh called thy name, But Magor-missaviv["Terror-round-about"].
Mokolo oyo elandaki, tango Pashuri alongolaki ye na likonzi, Jeremi alobaki na ye: — Yawe akobenga yo lisusu Pashuri te, kasi Magori-Misabibe.
4 For, Thus, saith Yahweh—Behold me! making thee a ["magor" i. e. a] terror to thyself and to all who love thee, and they shall fall by the sword of their enemies, thine own eyes also, beholding, And all Judah, will I deliver into the hand of the king of Babylon, and he will carry them captive to Babylon and smite them with the sword.
Pamba te, tala liloba oyo Yawe alobi: « Nakotindela yo mpe balingami na yo nyonso makambo ya somo; okomona na miso na yo ndenge nini bakokweya na mopanga liboso ya banguna na bango. Nakokaba Yuda nyonso na maboko ya mokonzi ya Babiloni oyo akomema bango na bowumbu, na Babiloni, to akoboma bango na mopanga.
5 And I will deliver up—All the wealth of this city, and All her labour, and All her precious things, —And all the treasures of the kings of Judah, will I deliver up into the hands of their enemies, and they will make of them a prey, and take them, and carry them into Babylon.
Nakokaba bozwi nyonso ya engumba oyo na maboko ya banguna na bango: biloko nyonso ya engumba, biloko ya talo mpe bomengo nyonso ya mokonzi ya Yuda; bakokamata yango mpe bakomema yango na mokili ya Babiloni.
6 And, thou, Pashhur and all who are dwelling in thy house, shall go into captivity, —Yea into Babylon, shalt thou enter And there, shalt thou die And there, shalt thou be buried Thou and all who love thee, to whom thou hast prophesied falsely.
Mpo na yo Pashuri mpe bavandi nyonso ya ndako na yo, bokokende na bowumbu na mokili ya Babiloni. Bokokufa mpe bakokunda bino kuna, ezala yo to balingami na yo nyonso oyo bosakolaki makambo ya lokuta epai na bango. »
7 Thou didst persuade me, O Yahweh and I was persuaded, Thou didst lay firm hold on me and didst prevail, —I am become a mockery, all the day, Every one, is laughing at me.
Eh Yawe, okosaki-kosaki ngai, mpe nakosamaki penza; olekaki ngai na makasi mpe olongaki ngai. Bazali kotiola ngai mikolo nyonso, bato nyonso bazali kaka koseka ngai.
8 For, as often as I speak, I make outcry, Violence and wasting, I proclaim, —Yea the word of Yahweh hath become to me a reproach and derision all the day
Na tango nyonso oyo nalobaka, nagangaka makasi mpo na kosakola kaka mobulu mpe kobebisama. Mokolo na mokolo, Liloba na Yawe ememelaka ngai kofingama mpe pamela ya mabe.
9 Therefore I say—I will not mention him Neither will I speak any more in his name, But then it becometh in my heart as a fire that burneth, Shut up in my bones, —And I am weary of restraint and cannot refrain.
Kasi soki nalobi: « Nakotanga lisusu Kombo na Ye te, » Liloba na Ye kati na motema na ngai ekomaka lokola moto oyo ezali kopela kino na mikuwa na ngai; nalongaka te kokanga yango, nakokaka te!
10 Because I have heard the whispering of many—"A terror round about!" Tell ye [say they], that we may tell of him, All the men I am wont to salute do watch for my halting, —Peradventure he will be persuaded, and we shall prevail over him, and take our vengeance upon him.
Nazali koyoka bato ebele koloba na se se se: « Botala! Somo na bangambo nyonso! Bofunda ye! Tofunda ye! » Baninga na ngai nyonso bazali kozela kokweya na ngai, bazali koloba: « Tango mosusu akokosama, tokokanga ye kaka mpe tokozongisela ye mabe! »
11 But, Yahweh, is with me, as a mighty one striking terror, For this cause, shall my persecutors stumble and not prevail, —They have turned very pale, For they have not prospered, Confusion age-abiding, it shall not be forgotten!
Kasi Yawe azali elongo na ngai lokola Elombe ya bitumba; boye, banyokoli na ngai bakokweya mpe mikano na bango ekokokisama te; bakotikala na soni mpe bakolonga te, bakobosana ata mokolo moko te soni na bango.
12 But O Yahweh of hosts—Testing the righteous Beholding the affections and the heart, —Let me see thine avenging upon them, For unto thee, have I laid bare my cause.
Eh Yawe, Mokonzi ya mampinga, Yo oyo omonaka mitema ya bayengebene mpe oyebaka malamu makanisi ya mitema ya bato, tika ete namona Yo kozongisela bango mabe, pamba te napesi likambo na ngai na maboko na Yo!
13 Sing ye to Yahweh! Praise ye Yahweh! For he hath delivered the soul of the needy, out of the hand of evildoers.
Boyembela Yawe! Bokumisa Yawe! Pamba te abikisaka bomoi ya mobola na maboko ya bato mabe.
14 Accursed, be the day on which I was born, —The day when my mother bare me, let it not be blessed!
Tika ete mokolo ya mbotama na ngai elakelama mabe! Tika ete mokolo oyo mama na ngai abotaki ngai epambolama te!
15 Accursed, be the man who carried tidings to my father saying, There is born to thee a man-child!
Tika ete alakelama mabe, moto oyo amemelaki tata na ngai sango oyo esepelisaki motema na ye: « Baboteli yo mwana, mwana mobali! »
16 Making him very glad: Yea let that man be—as the cities which Yahweh overthrew and repented not, —And let him hear An outcry in the morning, and A war-shout at broad noon!
Tika ete moto yango akoma lokola bingumba oyo Yawe abuki na mawa te! Tika ete ayoka bileli na tongo mpe makelele ya bitumba na midi.
17 Because I was not slain from the womb, —Nor did my mother become my grave, Nor was her womb great for ever!
Mpo na nini Nzambe abomaki ngai te kati na libumu ya mama na ngai, oyo alingaki kozala kunda na ngai, mpe libumu na ye elingaki kobomba ngai libela na libela?
18 Wherefore was it—That from the womb, I came forth, to see labour and pain; and That in shame should my days be consumed!
Mpo na nini penza nabimaki na libumu ya mama na ngai? Ezali kaka mpo na komona pasi mpe mikakatano, mpe kosukisa bomoi na ngai na soni?
