Ezekiel 2
1 He said to me, “Son of man, stand up on your feet; then I will speak to you.”
Nowachona niya, “Wuod dhano, aa malo ichungʼ mondo awuo kodi.”
2 Then, as he spoke to me, the Spirit entered into me and set me on my feet, and I heard him speaking to me.
Ka noyudo owuoyo, Roho mar Nyasaye nobiro kuoma mi ochunga gi tienda, mine awinje kowuoyo koda.
3 He said to me, “Son of man, I am sending you to the people of Israel, to rebellious nations that have rebelled against me—both they and their ancestors have sinned against me up to this very day!
Nowacho niya; “Wuod dhano, aori ir jo-Israel. Aori ir oganda ma jongʼanyo. Gin kaachiel gi kweregi gisebedo ka gingʼanyona nyaka kawuono.
4 Their descendants have stubborn faces and hard hearts. I am sending you to them, and you will say to them, 'This is what the Lord Yahweh says.'
Joma aori irgi gin joma wigi tek ma ok winj wach. Wachnegi kama: ‘Ma e gima Jehova Nyasaye Manyalo Gik Moko Duto wacho.’
5 Either they will listen or they will not listen. They are a rebellious house, but they will at least know that a prophet has been among them.
Kata giyie winji kata gidagi, nikech gin anywola ma jongʼanyo, to gibiro ngʼeyo ni janabi moro osebet e diergi.
6 You, son of man, do not be afraid of them or their words. Do not be afraid, although you are with briers and thorns and although you live with scorpions. Do not fear their words or be dismayed by their faces, since they are a rebellious house.
To in wuod dhano, kik iluorgi, kendo kata wechegi kik iluor. Kik iluor, kata obedo ni pedo gi kuthe oluori koni gi koni, kendo idak kanyachiel gi thomoni; kik iluor gik ma giwacho kendo kata bwok kik gibwogi, kata obedo ni gin anywola mohero ngʼanyo.
7 But you will speak my words to them, whether they listen or not, because they are most rebellious.
Nyaka iwachnegi wechena, kata giyie winjo kata gidagi, nikech gihero ngʼanyo.
8 But you, son of man, listen to what I am saying to you. Do not be rebellious like that rebellious house. Open your mouth and eat what I am about to give to you!”
To in, wuod dhano winj gima anyisi. Kik ingʼany kaka jogo mohero ngʼanyo; yaw dhogi mondo icham gima amiyi.”
9 Then I looked, and a hand was extended out to me; in it was a written scroll.
Eka ne angʼicho, kendo ne aneno lwedo morie kochoma. Lwedono notingʼo ndiko modol,
10 He spread it out before me; it had been written on both its front and back, and written on it were lamentations, mourning, and woe.
mane oyaro e nyima. E bathe koni gi koni ne ondikie weche mag ywagruok gi kuyo kod achiedh-nade.
