Ezekiel 15

1 And the word of the Lord was maad to me,

Shoko raJehovha rakasvika kwandiri richiti,

2 and he seide, Sone of man, what schal be don to the tre of a vyne, of alle the trees of woodis, that ben among the trees of woodis?

“Mwanakomana womunhu, muti womuzambiringa uri nani kupfuura davi romuti zvawo musango neiko?

3 Whether tymbre schal be takun therof, that werk be maad? ether shal a stake be maad therof, that ony vessel hange ther onne?

Ko, pane danda rakambotorwa pauri here kuti rigadziriswe chimwe chinhu chine basa? Ko, vanhu vangaita hoko nawo kuti vanhu vaturike zvinhu ipapo here?

4 Lo! it is youun in to mete; fier wastide euer eithir part therof, and the myddis therof is dryuun in to deed sparcle; whether it schal be profitable to werk?

Uye shure kwokunge wakandwa mumoto sehuni uye moto ndokuupisa mativi ose ari maviri uye ndokusviba pakati, zvino uchabatsira chinhu here?

5 Yhe, whanne it was hool, it was not couenable to werk; hou myche more whanne fier hath deuourid, and hath brent it, no thing of werk schal be maad therof?

Kana wanga usingabatsiri chinhu uchiri wakakwana, uchagobatsireiko kana moto waupisa uye wasviba?

6 Therfor the Lord God seith thes thingis, As the tre of a vyne is among the trees of woodis, which Y yaf to fier to deuoure, so Y yaf the dwelleris of Jerusalem,

“Naizvozvo zvanzi naIshe Jehovha: Sezvo ndakaisa miti yemizambiringa pakati pemiti yesango sehuni dzomoto, ndizvo zvandichaita kuvanhu vagere muJerusarema.

7 and Y schal sette my face ayens hem. Thei schulen go out of the fier, and fier schal waaste hem; and ye schulen wite, that Y am the Lord, whanne Y schal sette my face ayens hem,

Ndicharinzira chiso changu kwavari kuti ndivarwise. Kunyange zvavo vakabuda mumoto, moto uchavaparadza. Uye pandinorinzira chiso changu kwavari kuti ndivarwise muchaziva kuti ndini Jehovha.

8 and schal yyue the lond with out weie and desolat, for thei weren trespassours, seith the Lord God.

Ndichaparadza nyika nokuti vakanga vasina kutendeka, ndizvo zvinotaura Ishe Jehovha.”