Yeremia 4
1 Yehowa be, “O Israel, ne miatrɔ la, ekema mitrɔ va gbɔnye ne mieɖe miaƒe legba nyɔŋuawo ɖa le nye ŋkuta eye miagatra mɔ o.
If thou wilt return, O Israel, Declareth Yahweh, Unto me, mayst thou return, —And if thou wilt remove thine abominations from before me, Then shalt thou not become a wanderer.
2 Ne mieta nu be ‘Zi ale si Yehowa le agbe’ le nyateƒe, kakaɖedzi kple dzɔdzɔenyenye me la, ekema ayra dukɔwo eye le eya amea mee woaƒo adegbe le.”
If thou wilt swear, By the life of Yahweh! in faithfulness in justice and in righteousness, Then shall the nations bless themselves in him, And, in him, shall they glory.
3 Ale Yehowa gblɔ na Yuda kple Yerusalem ŋutsuwoe nye esi: “Miŋlɔ agble yeye, migaƒã nu ɖe aŋɔkawo me o.
For thus saith Yahweh Unto the men of Judah and unto Jerusalem, Till ye the untilled ground, —And do not sow among thorns.
4 Mi Yuda kple Yerusalem ŋutsuwo, mitso aʋa na mia ɖokuiwo na Yehowa. Mitso aʋa na miaƒe dziwo, ne menye nenema o la, nye dziku helĩhelĩ alé dzo abi abe dzo ene eye ame aɖeke mate ŋu atsii o, ɖe nu vɔ̃ siwo miewɔ la ta.”
Circumcise yourselves unto Yahweh So shall ye remove the impurity of your heart, ye men of Judah and ye inhabitants of Jerusalem, —Lest mine indignation, go forth as fire, and burn and there be none to quench it, Because of the wickedness of your doings.
5 “Miɖe gbeƒã le Yuda, eye mido kpo le Yerusalem gblɔ be, ‘Miku kpẽ le anyigba la katã dzi!’ Mido ɣli sesĩe be, ‘Miƒo ƒu! Mina míasi ayi ɖe du sesẽwo me!’
Declare ye in Judah And in Jerusalem, let it be heard, And say, Blow ye a horn in the land, —Cry, with frill voice And say, Gather yourselves together, And let us enter the defenced cities.
6 Mikɔ aflaga dzi ɖo ɖe Zion! Misi yi sitsoƒe, migatɔ o! Elabena mehe gbegblẽ tso anyiehe gbɔnae, gbegblẽ si teƒe makɔ o.”
Lift up an ensign—Zion-ward, Bring into safety, do not tarry, —For, calamity, am, I, bringing in from the North, Even, a great destruction:
7 “Dzata aɖe do tso eƒe do me, dukɔwo gblẽla aɖe tso dze mɔ. Etso le enɔƒe be wòava wɔ miaƒe anyigba wòazu gbegbe, ne wòawɔ miaƒe duwo woazu aƒedowo eye amewo manɔ wo me o.
There hath come up a lion out of his thicket, Yea, a destroyer of nations—hath set forward, hath come forth out of his place, —To make thy land a desolation, Thy cities, shall fall in ruins, so as to have no inhabitant.
8 Eya ta mita akpanya, mifa konyi eye mifa avi sesĩe, elabena Yehowa ƒe dziku sesẽ la medzo le mía dzi o.”
On this account, gird you with sackcloth, lament and howl, —Because the glow of the anger of Yahweh hath not turned from us.
9 Yehowa be, “Ɣe ma ɣi la dzi aɖe le fia la kple eƒe dumegãwo ƒo, ŋɔdzi alé Nunɔlawo eye Nyagblɔɖilawo ƒe nu atsi te.”
And it shall come to pass, in that day, Declareth Yahweh, That the courage of the king shall fail, And the courage of the princes, —And the priests shall be astonished, And, the prophets, shall be amazed.
10 Tete megblɔ be, “O Aƒetɔ Yehowa, èflu ame siawo kple Yerusalem ŋutɔ esi nègblɔ be, ‘Miakpɔ ŋutifafa.’ Evɔ, woɖo yi míaƒe vewo dzi.”
Then said I, —Ah! My Lord Yahweh! Surely, thou hast suffered this people and Jerusalem to be beguiled, saying, Peace, shall ye have, —whereas the sword shall reach unto the soul.
11 Le ɣe ma ɣi la, woagblɔ na ame siawo kple Yerusalem be, “Ya xɔdzo aɖe ƒo tso to ƒuƒluwo dzi to gbegbe gbɔna va nye amewo gbɔ gake menye wòagbɔ nu alo aklɔ nu ta o.
At that time, shall it be said of this people and of Jerusalem, —The sharp wind of the bare heights in the desert, cometh towards the daughter of my people, —not to winnow nor to cleanse.
12 Ya sia sẽ ŋutɔ elabena etso gbɔnye. Azɔ la, mehe nye ʋɔnudɔdrɔ̃ va wo dzii.”
A wind too strong for these, cometh in for me. Now, will, I also, pronounce sentences upon them:
13 Kpɔ ɖa! Egbɔna abe lilikpowo ene, eƒe tasiaɖamwo le du dzi abe ahomya ene eye eƒe sɔwo ɖea abla wu hɔ̃wo. Baba na mí! Míetsrɔ̃ vɔ!
Lo! like clouds, shall he come up, Even as a storm-wind, his chariots, Swifter than eagles, his horses, —Woe to us for we are laid waste!
14 O Yerusalem, klɔ nu tovo ɖa le wò dzi ŋu be nàkpɔ xɔxɔ. Va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣie susu vɔ̃ɖi anɔ mewò?
Wash from wickedness thy heart, O Jerusalem, That thou mayest be saved, —How long, shall lodge within thee thy wicked devices?
15 Gbe aɖe le gbeƒã ɖem tso Dan. Ele kpo dom gbegblẽ si tso Efraim togbɛwo dzi gbɔna.
For a voice, declareth from Dan, —And publisheth trouble from the hill country of Ephraim.
16 “Migblɔ nya sia na dukɔwo, miɖe gbeƒãe na Yerusalem be, ‘Asrafo siwo ɖea to ɖe duwo la gbɔna tso adzɔgenyigba aɖe dzi; wole aʋaɣli dom ɖe Yuda ƒe duwo ŋuti.
Put ye in mind the nations Lo! publish ye against Jerusalem, Blockaders! are coming in from a land afar off, —And have uttered against the cities of Judah their voice:
17 Woɖe to ɖee abe agbleŋudzɔlawo ene elabena edze aglã ɖe ŋunye.’” Yehowae gblɔe.
As the keepers of a field, have they come against her round about, —For against me, hath she rebelled, Declareth Yahweh.
18 “Wò ŋutɔ wò afɔɖeɖewo kple nuwɔnawoe he esia va dziwòe. Esiae nye wò tohehe. Aleke wòahave wòe! Aleke wòahaƒo ɖe wò dzii!”
Thine own way And thine own doings, Have done these things unto thee, —This thy wickedness, Surely it is bitter, Surely it hath reached unto thy heart.
19 O nye dablibɛƒoƒo, nye dablibɛƒoƒo! Mele ŋeŋem le vevesese me. O nye dzi xɔ abi ɖe dɔ me nam! Nye dzi le ƒoƒom le menye, nyemate ŋu azi ɖoɖoe o, elabena mese kpẽ ƒe ɖiɖi, mese aʋaɣlidodo.
My bowels! My bowels! I am pained in the walls of my heart My heart beateth aloud to me I cannot be still! For the sound of a horn, hast thou heard O my soul, The loud shout of war!
20 Gbegblẽ kplɔ gbegblẽ ɖo eye anyigba blibo la zu aƒedo. Enumake wogbã nye agbadɔwo eye le aɖabaƒoƒo ɖeka me wogbã nye aƒe.
Breach upon breach, they cry, For ruined, is all the land, —Suddenly, are ruined my tents, In a moment, my curtains!
21 Va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣie makpɔ aflaga, ase aʋakpẽ?
How long shall I keep on seeing a standard, —continue to hear the sound of a horn?
22 “Nye amewo nye movitɔwo eye womenyam o. Wole abe ɖevi abunɛtɔwo ene elabena womenyam o. Wobi ɖe nu vɔ̃ɖi wɔwɔ me eye womenya nu nyui wɔwɔ o.”
Surely, perverse, is my people Me, have they not known, Foolish sons, they are, Yea without understanding, they are: Wise, they are to commit wickedness, But how to do well, they know not!
23 Metsa ŋku le anyigba dzi, ele nyamaa, le ƒuƒlu. Mewu mo dzi kpɔ dziƒo gake woƒe kekeli megali o.
I beheld, The earth; and lo! it was waste and wild, —The heavens also and their light was not:
24 Mewu mo dzi kpɔ towo, wole dzodzom kpekpekpe eye togbɛwo katã le ʋuʋum.
I beheld, The mountains, and lo! they were trembling, —And all the hills, had been violently moved:
25 Metsa ŋku ke nyemekpɔ ame aɖeke o. Xevi ɖe sia ɖe si le yame gɔ̃ hã dzo dzo.
I beheld, And lo! there was no human being, —Yea, all the birds of the heavens! had fled:
26 Menye kɔ eye mekpɔ anyigba nyonu la zu gbegbe; eƒe duwo katã hã zu aƒedo le Yehowa ŋkume le eƒe dziku helĩhelĩ la ta.
I beheld, And lo! the garden-land, was a desert, —And, all its cities, had been broken down, Because of Yahweh, Because of the glow of his anger!
27 Ale Yehowa gblɔe nye esi: “Anyigba blibo la azu aƒedo, gake nyemagblẽe gbidigbidi o.
For, thus, saith Yahweh, A desolation, shall all the land become—Nevertheless a full end, will I not make.
28 Eya ta anyigba axa nu eye dziƒo ado viviti elabena meƒo nu eye nyemagbe edziwɔwɔ o. Meɖo ta me eye nyematrɔ susu o.”
For this cause, shall the land mourn, and the heavens above be overcast: Because I have spoken have purposed, and have not repented nor will I turn back therefrom.
29 Du sia du lé du tsɔ esi wose sɔwo kple aŋutrɔdalawo ƒe hoowɔwɔ. Ame aɖewo yi ɖabe ɖe ave dodowo me, eye ɖewo lia agakpewo. Duwo katã me ɖi gbɔlo: ame aɖeke megale wo me o.
At the noise of horseman and archer, The whole city is in flight, They have entered dark thickets, Yea unto the crags, have they gone up, —Every city, is forsaken, There remaineth not in them a man!
30 O, wò ame si wotsrɔ̃, nu ka wɔm nèle? Nu ka ta nètsɔ awu dzĩ kple sikanuwo do? Nu ka ta nètsɔ ɖoŋkui sisi ɖe ŋkuta ɖo? Dzodzroe nèwɔ leke na ɖokuiwò. Wò lɔlɔ̃tɔwo do vlo wò eye wole wò agbe yome tim.
And when, thou, art laid waste, what wilt thou do? Though thou clothe thyself with crimson Though thou deck thyself with ornaments of gold Though thou enlarge with antimony thine eyes, In vain, shalt thou make thyself fair, —Paramours have rejected thee, Thy life, will they seek!
31 Mese ɣli aɖe abe nyɔnu si le ku lém la tɔ ene. Mese ŋeŋe aɖe abe nyɔnu si le vi gbãtɔ dzim la tɔ ene. Ɣli la nye Zion vinyɔnu si lé gbɔgbɔtsixe ɖe ƒo hetsɔ eƒe asiwo do ɖe dzi la tɔ. Ele gbɔgblɔm be, “Evɔ nam! Nye mo le zi tsyɔm; wotsɔ nye agbe de asi na amewulawo.”
For a voice as of a woman in pangs, have I heard Anguish as of her that is bearing her firstborn. The voice of the daughter of Zion! She gaspeth for breath, She spreadeth forth her palms, —Surely woe to me! For my soul fainteth before murderers.
