Jeremiah 4
1 If thou dost turn back, O Israel, An affirmation of Jehovah, unto Me turn back, And if thou dost turn aside Thine abominations from My face, Then thou dost not bemoan.
Jehova Nyasaye wacho niya, “Ka ibiro duogo, yaye Israel, to duog ira. Ka igolo nyisechegi mopa mamonogo e nyima ma ok ubaro,
2 And thou hast sworn — Jehovah liveth, In truth, in judgment, and in righteousness, And blessed themselves in Him have nations, And in Him they boast themselves.
kendo kikwongʼori gi adiera gi bura makare kendo gi tim malongʼo ni, ‘Akwongʼora gi nying Jehova Nyasaye mangima,’ eka abiro gwedho ogendini duto manie piny kendo ogendini duto biro miya duongʼ.”
3 For thus said Jehovah, To the man of Judah, and to Jerusalem: Till for yourselves tillage, And do not sow unto the thorns.
Ma e gima Jehova Nyasaye wachone jo-Juda kod Jerusalem: “Pururu puotheu mag mbora kendo kik ukom e kind kuthe.
4 Be circumcised to Jehovah, And turn aside the foreskins of your heart, O man of Judah, and ye inhabitants of Jerusalem, Lest My fury go out as fire, and hath burned, And there is none quenching, Because of the evil of your doings.
Terreuru nyangu uwegi ni Jehova Nyasaye, teruru chunjeu nyangu, un jo-Juda kod jo-Jerusalem, ka ok kamano to mirimba biro muoch mi liel ka mach, nikech tim mamono ma usetimo manowangʼu, maonge ngʼama nyalo kweye.”
5 Declare in Judah, and in Jerusalem sound, And say ye, 'Blow a trumpet in the land,' Call ye fully, and say ye: 'Be gathered, and we go in to the fenced city.'
“Land e Juda kendo ior wach e Jerusalem kiwacho ni: ‘Gouru turumbete e piny duto!’ Ywag matek kendo iwachi: ‘Chokreuru kaachiel! Waringuru wadhi e mier madongo mochiel motegno!’
6 Lift up an ensign Zionward, Strengthen yourselves, stand not still, For evil I am bringing in from the north, And a great destruction.
Oruru wach odhi Sayun! Ringuru udhi kar pondo ma ok odeko! Nimar akelo masira koa yo nyandwat, kata kethruok malich.”
7 Gone up hath a lion from his thicket, And a destroyer of nations hath journeyed, He hath come forth from his place To make thy land become a desolation, Thy cities are laid waste, without inhabitant.
Sibuor osewuok e kare mar pondo; jatiek ogendini osewuok oko. Oseweyo kare mondo otiek pinyu. Miechu nomuki madongʼ gunda, maonge ngʼama nodagie.
8 For this, gird on sackcloth, lament and howl, For the fierce anger of Jehovah hath not turned back from us.
Omiyo rwakuru lepu mag ywak, ywaguru kendo denguru, nimar mirimb Jehova Nyasaye mager pod ok oweyowa.
9 And it hath come to pass, in that day, An affirmation of Jehovah: 'Perish doth the heart of the king, And the heart of the princes, And astonished have been the priests, And the prophets do wonder.'
Jehova Nyasaye wacho niya, “Chiengʼno ruoth kod jotelo chunygi biro aa, jodolo nobed gi luoro maduongʼ, kendo jonabi nobed gi bwok maduongʼ.”
10 And I say, 'Ah, Lord Jehovah, Surely thou hast entirely forgotten this people and Jerusalem, saying, Peace is for you, And struck hath a sword unto the soul!'
Eka ne awacho, “Yaye Jehova Nyasaye Manyalo Gik Moko Duto, mano kaka isewuondo jogi kod Jerusalem ka iwacho ni, ‘Unubed gi kwe,’ mana sa ma ligangla ni e dwondwa.”
11 At that time it is said of this people, And of Jerusalem: 'A dry wind of high places in the wilderness,' The way of the daughter of My people, (Not for winnowing, nor for cleansing, )
E kindego jogi kod Jerusalem nonyisi niya, “Yamo maliet moa kama gimoro ok nyagie mana kama otwo futo kadhi ir joga, to ok mondo okwadhgi kata pwodhogi;
12 A full wind from these doth come for Me, Now, also, I speak judgments with them.
to yamo motegno moloyo mano aa kuoma. Koro asengʼadonegi bura.”
13 Lo, as clouds he cometh up, And as a hurricane his chariots, Lighter than eagles have been his horses, Woe to us, for we have been spoiled.
Ne! Obiro ka boche polo, gechene mag lweny biro ka kalausi, farese mage ringo matek moloyo ongo. Kagiwacho niya, mano kaka wan gi lit!
14 Wash from evil thy heart, O Jerusalem, That thou mayest be saved, Till when dost thou lodge in thy heart Thoughts of thy strength?
Yaye Jerusalem, luok timbe mamono manie chunyu mondo iresri. Nyaka karangʼo mi ibiro kano timbe richo e pachi?
15 For a voice is declaring from Dan, And sounding sorrow from mount Ephraim.
Koko wuok koa Dan, ka goyo milome mar masira koa e gode matindo mag Efraim.
16 Make ye mention to the nations, Lo, sound ye to Jerusalem: 'Besiegers are coming from the land afar off, And they give forth against cities of Judah their voice.
“Nyis ogendini kendo go milome ne Jerusalem niya, ‘Jolweny mager biro iru kawuok e piny mabor, ka gigoyo koko mar agengʼa mar lweny kuom mier madongo mag Juda.
17 As the keepers of a field They have been against her round about, For with Me she hath been rebellious, An affirmation of Jehovah.'
Gilwore mana ka joma rito puodho, nikech osengʼanyona,’” Jehova Nyasaye ema owacho.
18 Thy way and thy doings have done these to thee, This [is] thy vexation, for [it is] bitter, For it hath struck unto thy heart.
“Kiti kod timbegi iwuon osemiyo ma obiro kuomi. Ma en kum mari. Mano kaka olit! Mano kaka opowo nyaka e chuny!”
19 My bowels, my bowels! I am pained [at] the walls of my heart, Make a noise for me doth My heart, I am not silent, For the voice of a trumpet I have heard, O my soul — a shout of battle!
Yaye, iya nyawni, iya nyawni! An gi rem malit. Yaye, lit mager mar chunya! Chunya ridore, ok nyal lingʼ thi. Nimar asewinjo koko mar turumbete; asewinjo ywak mar kedo.
20 Destruction on destruction is proclaimed, For spoiled hath been all the land, Suddenly spoiled have been my tents, In a moment — my curtains.
Masira bangʼ masira; piny duto okethi. Ka diemo wangʼ nono hembena omuki, kara mar dak ka mil polo.
21 Till when do I see an ensign? Do I hear the voice of a trumpet?
Nyaka karangʼo mabiro nenoe kedo machalo kama, kendo winjo dwond turumbete?
22 For my people [are] foolish, me they have not known, Foolish sons [are] they, yea, they [are] not intelligent, Wise [are] they to do evil, And to do good they have not known.
“Joga ofuwo; ok gingʼeya. Gin nyithindo maonge wigi gionge rieko, gilony mana kuom timo timbe maricho; kendo ok gingʼeyo; kaka digitim maber.”
23 I looked [to] the land, and lo, waste and void, And unto the heavens, and their light is not.
Ne angʼiyo piny, ne en nono kendo noonge gi kido; kendo bende ne angʼiyo e polo, to ler ne onge.
24 I have looked [to] the mountains, And lo, they are trembling. And all the hills moved themselves lightly.
Ne angʼiyo gode madongo kendo negiyiengni, to gode matindo duto ne rundore koni gi koni.
25 I have looked, and lo, man is not, And all fowls of the heavens have fled.
Ne angʼicho to ne onge ji, winy duto manie kor polo nosefuyo molal.
26 I have looked, and lo, The fruitful place [is] a wilderness, And all its cities have been broken down, Because of Jehovah, Because of the fierceness of His anger.
Ne angʼicho to piny mane miyo nolokore kama otwo; dalane duto nokethi e nyim mirimb Jehova Nyasaye mager.
27 For thus said Jehovah: All the land is a desolation, but a completion I make not.
Ma e gima Jehova Nyasaye wacho: “Piny mangima ibiro kethi, kata kamano ok nakethe chutho.
28 For this doth the land mourn, And black have been the heavens above, because I have spoken — I have purposed, And I have not repented, Nor do I turn back from it.
Omiyo piny biro dengo kendo polo malo notim mudho, nikech asewuoyo kendo ok analok pacha, asengʼado wach chuth kendo ok anadog chien.”
29 From the voice of the horseman, And of him shooting with the bow, all the city is fleeing, They have come into thickets, And on cliffs they have gone up, All the city is forsaken, And there is no one dwelling in them.
Ka dwol mar joidh farese kod jo-asere owinji, to dala ka dala golo aputh njiri. Moko dhi e bunge modinore; moko idho dhi ewi lwendni. Mier duto ji odarie; onge ngʼama odak eigi.
30 And thou, O spoiled one, what dost thou? For thou puttest on scarlet, For thou adornest thyself [with] ornaments of gold. For thou rendest with pain thine eyes, In vain thou dost make thyself fair, Kicked against thee have doting ones, Thy life they do seek.
En angʼo mitimo, yaye ngʼama osetiekni? Angʼo momiyo irwakori gi law marakwaro kendo idusori gi gige dhahabu? Angʼo momiyo ibuko wangʼi gi rangi. Idusori kayiem nono. Johera magi jari; gidwaro mana ngimani.
31 For a voice as of a sick woman I have heard, Distress, as of one bringing forth a first-born, The voice of the daughter of Zion, She bewaileth herself, she spreadeth out her hands, 'Woe to me now, for weary is my soul of slayers!'
Awinjo ywak kaka mar dhako mamuoch kayo, lit mana ka dhako ma nywolo nyathine makayo, ywak mar Nyar Sayun ka gamo yweyo, kotengʼo bedene kendo owacho, “To mano kaka apodho; ngimana omi jonek.”
