Jonas 4
1 Jonas pa t' kontan menm lè li wè sa, sa te fè l' fache anpil.
And Jonas was exceedingly troubled, and was angry:
2 Li lapriyè Seyè a, li di l' konsa: -Aa Seyè! Men sa m' t'ap di a wi, lè m' te nan peyi m' lan. Se sa menm wi, mwen pa t' vle rive a. Se poutèt sa mwen te vle al kache nan peyi Tasis. Mwen konnen ou: Ou se yon Bondye ki gen bon kè, ki gen pitye pou nou. Ou pa fè kòlè fasil, ou pa janm sispann renmen nou, se vre. Ou toujou pare pou padonnen moun, pou chanje lide pou ou pa pini yo.
And he prayed to the Lord, and said: I beseech thee, O Lord, is not this what I said, when I was yet in my own country? therefore I went before to flee into Tharsis: for I know that thou art a gracious and merciful God, patient, and of much compassion, and easy to forgive evil.
3 Koulye a, Seyè, ou mèt tou touye m' fini ak sa. M' pito mouri pase pou m' viv pou m' wè bagay sa a devan je m'!
And now, O Lord, I beseech thee take my life from me: for it is better for me to die than to live.
4 Seyè a reponn li: -Ki rezon ou genyen pou ou fache konsa?
And the Lord said: Dost thou think thou hast reason to be angry?
5 Jonas kite lavil la, li ale sou bò solèy leve, li chita. Lèfini, li fè yon tonèl, li chita nan lonbraj anba tonèl la, l'ap tann pou l' wè sa ki pral rive nan lavil la.
Then Jonas went out of the city, and sat toward the east side of the city: and he made himself a booth there, and he sat under it in the shadow, till he might see what would befall the city.
6 Lè sa a, Seyè a, Bondye a, fè yon ti pye masketi pouse. Li fè l' rive yon ti wotè pi wo pase Jonas pou mete yon ti lonbraj sou tèt li, pou li ka santi l' pi alèz. Jonas te kontan anpil lè li wè pye masketi a.
And the Lord God prepared an ivy, and it came up over the head of Jonas, to be a shadow over his head, and to cover him (for he was fatigued), and Jonas was exceeding glad of the ivy.
7 Men, nan denmen maten, anvan bajou kase, Bondye fè yon mawoka pike pye masketi a. Pye masketi a mouri.
But God prepared a worm, when the morning arose on the following day: and it struck the ivy and it withered.
8 Lèfini, lè solèy fin leve, Bondye fè yon sèl van lès soufle byen cho. Jonas te prèt pou pèdi konesans avèk chalè solèy la ki t'ap bat li sou tèt. Msye mande mouri, li di konsa: -Pito m' tou mouri m' fini ak sa!
And when the sun was risen, the Lord commanded a hot and burning wind: and the sun beat upon the head of Jonas, and he broiled with the heat: and he desired for his soul that he might die, and said: It is better for me to die than to live.
9 Men, Bondye mande l' konsa: -Jonas, ou kwè ou gen rezon fache konsa pou yon ti pye masketi? Jonas reponn li: -Wi. Mwen gen rezon fache. M' fache pou m' mouri.
And the Lord said to Jonas: Dost thou think thou hast reason to be angry, for the ivy? And he said: I am angry with reason even unto death.
10 Lè sa a, Seyè a reponn li: -An! Ou pran lapenn pou yon ti pye masketi ki pa koute ou anyen. Se pa ou ki te fè l' grandi. Li pran yon sèl nwit pou l' grandi. Apre yon sèl jou, li mouri.
And the Lord said: Thou art grieved for the ivy, for which thou hast not laboured, nor made it to grow, which in one night came up, and in one night perished.
11 Epi ou pa ta vle m' pran lapenn pou lavil Niniv, gwo kapital sa a, kote ki gen depase sanven mil (120.000) timoun inonsan, moun ki pa konnen ni sa ki byen ni sa ki mal, ansanm ak yon kantite bèt!
And shall not I spare Ninive, that great city, in which there are more than a hundred and twenty thousand persons that know not how to distinguish between their right hand and their left, and many beasts?
