Yeremiya 20
1 Awo Pasukuli eyali kabona mutabani wa Immeri, eyali omukulu mu yeekaalu ya Mukama, yawulira nga Yeremiya awa obubaka buno,
Now Phassur the son of Emmur, the priest, who was appointed chief in the house of the Lord, heard Jeremias prophesying these words.
2 n’alagira Yeremiya akubibwe. N’asibibwa mu nvuba eyali mu mulyango ogw’ekyengulu ogwa Benyamini ku yeekaalu ya Mukama.
And Phassur struck Jeremias the prophet, and put him in the stocks, that were in the upper gate of Benjamin, in the house of the Lord.
3 Olunaku olwaddirira, nga Pasukuli amusumuludde mu nvuba, Yeremiya n’amugamba nti, “Mukama takyakuyita Pasukuli, naye Magolumissabibu.
And when it was light the next day, Phassur brought Jeremias out of the stocks. And Jeremias said to him: The Lord hath not called thy name Phassur, but fear on every side.
4 Kubanga bw’ati bw’ayogera Mukama nti, ‘Laba, ndikufuula eky’entiisa, ekikangabwa, eri ggwe n’eri mikwano gyo bonna; era balifa ekitala ky’abalabe baabwe, n’amaaso go galikiraba, era Yuda yonna ndigiwaayo mu mukono gwa kabaka w’e Babulooni, alibatwala e Babulooni oba okubattisa ekitala.
For thus saith the Lord: Behold I will deliver thee up to fear, thee and all thy friends: and they shall fall by the sword of their enemies, and thy eyes shall see it, and I will give all Juda into the hand of the king of Babylon: and he shall strike them with the sword.
5 Era ndigabula obugagga bw’ekibuga kino bwonna obulimu, n’eby’omuwendo omungi era n’eby’obugagga byonna ebya bakabaka ba Yuda mu mukono gw’abalabe baabwe. Balibutwala babwetikke ng’omunyago mu Babulooni.
And I will give all the substance of this city, and all its labour, and every precious thing thereof, and all the treasures of the kings of Juda will I give into the hands of their enemies: and they shall pillage them, and take them away, and carry them to Babylon.
6 Era ggwe Pasukuli, era n’abo bonna ab’omu nnyumba yo balitwalibwa mu busibe, e Babulooni. Eyo gy’olifiira era oziikibwe, ggwe ne mikwano gyo bonna b’otegeezezza obunnabbi obw’obulimba.’”
But thou, Phassur, and all that dwell in thy house, shall go into captivity, and thou shalt go to Babylon, and there thou shalt die, and there thou shalt be buried, thou and all thy friends, to whom thou hast prophesied a lie.
7 Ayi Mukama, wannimba era n’ennimbibwa, wansinza amaanyi n’ompangula. Nvumibwa okuva ku makya okuzibya obudde, buli muntu ankudaalira.
Thou hast deceived me, O Lord, and I am deceived: thou hast been stronger than I, and thou hast prevailed. I am become a laughing-stock all the day, all scoff at me.
8 Buli lwe njogera, ndeekaana ne nnangirira akatabanguko n’okuzikirira. Kale ekigambo kya Mukama kindeetera kuvumwa na kusekererwa buli lunaku.
For I am speaking now this long time, crying out against iniquity, and I often proclaim devastation: and the word of the Lord is made a reproach to me, and a derision all the day.
9 Naye bwe ŋŋamba nti, “Sijja kumwogerako oba okweyongera okwogera mu linnya lye,” ekigambo kye mu mutima gwange kiri ng’omuliro ogwaka, ogukwekeddwa mu magumba gange. Nkooye okukizibiikiriza era ddala sisobola.
Then I said: I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name: and there came in my heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was wearied, not being able to bear it.
10 Mpulira bangi nga beegeya nti, “Akabi kali enjuuyi zonna. Mumuloope. Leka naffe tumuloope.” Mikwano gyange bonna banninda ngwe, nga bagamba nti, “Oboolyawo anaasobya, tumugweko tuwoolere eggwanga.”
For I heard the reproaches of many, and terror on every side: Persecute him, and let us persecute him: from all the men that were my familiars, and continued at my side: if by any means he may be deceived, and we may prevail against him, and be revenged on him.
11 Naye Mukama ali nange ng’omulwanyi ow’amaanyi ow’entiisa, kale abanjigganya kyebaliva bagwa ne bataddayo kuyimirira. Baakulemererwa era baswalire ddala n’okuswala kwabwe tekulyerabirwa emirembe gyonna.
But the Lord is with me as a strong warrior: therefore they that persecute me shall fall, and shall be weak: they shall be greatly confounded, because they have not understood the everlasting reproach, which never shall be effaced.
12 Ayi Mukama Katonda ow’Eggye oyo agezesa abatuukirivu, alaba ebiri munda mu mitima era n’ebirowoozo, kale leka ndabe bw’obawoolererako eggwanga, kubanga ensonga zange nzitadde mu mikono gyo.
And thou, O Lord of hosts, prover of the just, who seest the reins and the heart: let me see, I beseech thee, thy vengeance on them: for to thee I have laid open my cause.
13 Muyimbire Mukama Katonda. Mumuwe ettendo. Kubanga awonyezza obulamu bw’omunaku mu mikono gy’abo abakozi b’ebibi.
Sing ye to the Lord, praise the Lord: because he hath delivered the soul of the poor out of the hand of the wicked.
14 Lukolimirwe olunaku kwe nazaalirwa! Olunaku mmange kwe yanzaalira luleme kuweebwa mukisa!
Cursed be the day wherein I was borne: let not the day in which my mother bore me, be blessed.
15 Akolimirwe eyaleetera kitange amawulire, agaamusanyusa ennyo, ng’agamba nti, “Omwana omulenzi akuzaaliddwa.”
Cursed be the man that brought the tidings to my father, saying: A man child is born to thee: and made him greatly rejoice.
16 Omusajja oyo abeere ng’ebibuga Mukama bye yamenyaamenya awatali kusaasira kwonna. Okukaaba kuwulirwe ku makya, ne nduulu z’abalwanyi mu ttuntu.
Let that man be as the cities that the Lord hath overthrown, and hath not repented: let him hear a cry in the morning, and howling at noontide:
17 Yandinzitidde mu lubuto lwa mmange. Mmange yandibadde entaana yange, olubuto lwe ne luba lunene emirembe gyonna.
Who slew me not from the womb, that my mother might have been my grave, and her womb an everlasting conception.
18 Lwaki nava mu lubuto okulaba emitawaana n’obuyinike era ennaku zange ne nzimala mu buswavu?
Why came I out of the womb, to see labour and sorrow, and that my days should be spent in confusion?
