Jonah 3
1 And the word of the Lord was maad the secounde tyme to Jonas, and seide, Rise thou,
Alò, pawòl SENYÈ a te vini a Jonas pou yon dezyèm fwa. Li te di:
2 and go in to Nynyue, the greet citee, and preche thou in it the prechyng which Y speke to thee.
“Leve ale Ninive, gwo vil la e pwoklame a li menm tout pwoklamasyon ke Mwen va pale ou yo.”
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.
Konsa, Jonas te ale Ninive selon pawòl SENYÈ a. Alò, Ninive te tèlman yon gwo vil, li te pran twa jou ap mache pou travèse l.
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.
Jonas te kòmanse travèse vil la pandan yon jou. Li te kriye fò e te di: “Nan karant jou, Ninive va detwi nèt.”
5 And men of Nynyue bileueden to the Lord, and prechiden fastyng, and weren clothid with sackis, fro the more `til to the lesse.
Answit, pèp Ninive lan te kwè Bondye. Yo te deklare yon jèn e yo te mete twal sak soti nan pi gran pou rive nan pi piti pami yo.
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.
Lè pawòl la te rive kote wa Ninive lan, li te leve soti sou twòn li, e te mete manto wayal li sou kote. Li te kouvri tèt li ak twal sak e li te chita nan mitan sann.
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.
Li te pibliye yon pwoklamasyon. Li te di: “Nan Ninive, pa dekrè wa a, ak prens li yo: Pa kite ni lòm, ni bèt, ni bann mouton, ni twoupo goute anyen. Pa kite yo ni manje ni bwè dlo.
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.
Men ni lòm ni bèt dwe vin kouvri ak twal sak. Konsa, kite yo rele Bondye avèk tout kè yo, pou tout moun kapab vire kite chemen mechan yo a, e vire kite vyolans ki nan men yo.
9 Who woot, if God be conuertid, and foryyue, and be turned ayen fro woodnesse of his wraththe, and we schulen not perische?
Kilès ki konnen, petèt Bondye va repanti, e ralanti sou gwo kòlè Li a pou nou pa peri.”
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.
Lè Bondye te wè zèv yo, ke yo te vire kite chemen mechan yo a, alò Bondye te repanti de gwo malè ke Li te deklare pou fè rive sou yo a. Epi Li pa t fè sa ankò.
