Jonah 3
1 And the word of the Lord was maad the secounde tyme to Jonas, and seide, Rise thou,
Eka wach Jehova Nyasaye ne obiro ni Jona mar ariyo kama:
2 and go in to Nynyue, the greet citee, and preche thou in it the prechyng which Y speke to thee.
“Dhiyo e dala maduongʼ mar Nineve, kendo iwachne jo-dalano weche mane anyisi.”
3 And Jonas roos, and wente in to Nynyue, bi the word of the Lord. And Nynyue was a greet citee, of the iurnei of thre daies.
Jona notimo kaka Jehova Nyasaye nowacho modhiyo Nineve. To Nineve ne en dala maduongʼ kendo mogen ma limbene ne dwaro wuoth ndalo adek eka itiek iye duto.
4 And Jonas bigan for to entre in to the citee, bi the iornei of o dai, and criede, and seide, Yit fourti daies, and Nynyue schal be `turned vpsodoun.
Chiengʼ mokwongo kane Jona osedonjo e dier dalano, nogoyo milome kowacho niya, “Odongʼ ndalo piero angʼwen kende to itieko Nineve duto.”
5 And men of Nynyue bileueden to the Lord, and prechiden fastyng, and weren clothid with sackis, fro the more `til to the lesse.
Jo-Nineve, nolokore moyie kuom Nyasaye kendo negingʼado wach mondo ji duto otwe chiemo, kochakore jomadongo e diergi nyaka jomatindo duto, ka girwako pien gugru.
6 And the word cam til to the kyng of Nynyue; and he roos of his seete, and castide awei his clothing fro him, and was clothid with a sak, and sat in aische.
Kane wach ochopo ne ruodh Nineve, ne oa malo e kom duongʼ mare molonyo lepe mag loch mi norwako pien gugru nobet piny e buru.
7 And he criede, and seide in Nynyue of the mouth of the kyng and of `his princis, `and seide, Men, and werk beestis, and oxun, and scheep taaste not ony thing, nether be fed, nether drynke watir.
Eka ruoth gi jodonge nogolo chik e Nineve kawacho niya: “Kik dhano kata chiayo kata dhok bil gimoro, bende kik yienegi gichiem kata modho.
8 And men be hilid with sackis, and werk beestis crie to the Lord in strengthe; `and be a man conuertid fro his yuel weie, and fro wickidnesse that is in the hondis of hem.
To we dhano kod le oumre gi pien gugru, ngʼato ka ngʼato oluong Nyasaye piyo piyo, to kendo giwe timbegi maricho ma achach.
9 Who woot, if God be conuertid, and foryyue, and be turned ayen fro woodnesse of his wraththe, and we schulen not perische?
To en ngʼa mongʼeyo? Dipo ka mirimb Nyasaye odok chien, mi owe ich wangʼ kendo ongʼwon-nwa mi ok otiekowa.”
10 And God sai the werkis of hem, that thei weren conuertid fro her yuel weie; and God hadde merci on the malice which he spac, that he schulde do to hem, and did not.
Kane Nyasaye oneno gik mane gitimo ka giweyo timbegi maricho, nokechogi mi koro ne ok okelonigi masiche duto mane osewacho ni obiro kelo nigi.
