Yona 4
1 Naye Yona n’anyiiga nnyo.
But this seemed very wrong to Jonah and he became angry.
2 N’alyoka yeemulugunyiza Katonda n’amugamba nti, “Kino ddala kye nalowooza, Mukama, bwe nnali mu nsi ye waffe, lwe wasooka okuŋŋamba okujja eno. Kye kyanzirusa n’okunzirusa okugenda e Talusiisi; kubanga namanya nti ggwe oli Katonda ajjudde obulungi, alwawo okusunguwala, alina ekisa ekingi, era namanya nti ojja kwanguwa okukyusa entegeka zo ez’okuzikiriza abantu bano.
He prayed to the Lord and said, ‘Ah, Lord, wasn’t this what I said when I was still in my own country? That was why I fled at once to Tarshish; for I knew that you are a gracious and merciful God, patient, and loving and ready to forgive.
3 Kale nno nkwegayiridde Mukama nzita; okufa kisinga okuba omulamu.”
Therefore, Lord, I beg you, take my life from me; for it is better for me to die than to live!’
4 Awo Mukama n’agamba nti, “Olina ekituufu kw’osinziira okunyiiga?”
But the Lord said, ‘Are you doing right in being angry?’
5 Awo Yona n’afuluma ebweru w’ekibuga n’abeera ku luuyi lwakyo olw’ebuvanjuba, era ne yeekolerawo akasiisira mu makoola, n’alinda alabe ekinatuuka ku kibuga.
Then Jonah went out of the city and sat down on the east side, and there made a hut for himself and sat under it, waiting to see what would become of the city.
6 Ebikoola by’akasiisira bwe by’awotoka olw’omusana, Mukama Katonda n’ategeka ekiryo ne kimera mangu amakoola gaakyo ne gabikka ku mutwe gwa Yona ne gakendeeza ku musana. Yona n’asanyuka nnyo olw’ekiryo.
And the Lord arranged for a bush to grow up over Jonah as a shade for his head to make him comfortable. The bush gave Jonah great pleasure;
7 Naye ate enkeera Katonda n’aleeta ekiwuka, ne kirya ekiryo ne kikala ne kifa.
but at dawn the next day God arranged for a worm which attacked the bush, so that it wilted.
8 Ng’enjuba yeewanise, Katonda n’alyoka alagira embuyaga ey’Ebuvanjuba ey’olubugumu okufuuwa Yona, omusana ne gumwokya nnyo mu mutwe okutuusa lwe yazirika. N’ayagala afe. N’ayogera nti, “Okufa kusinga okuba omulamu.”
And when the sun rose, God arranged a hot east wind. And the sun beat upon Jonah’s head, so that he was faint and begged that he might die, saying, ‘It is better for me to die than to live.’
9 Mukama n’alyoka amubuuza nti, “Olina ekituufu kw’osinziira okunyiiga olw’ekiryo ekikaze ne kifa?” Yona n’addamu nti, “Yee, kituufu nze okunyiiga ennyo n’okwegomba okufa.”
But God said to Jonah, ‘Are you doing right in being angry about the bush?’ He replied, ‘I have every right to be as angry as I could possibly be!’
10 Mukama n’amugamba nti, “Osaalirwa olw’ekibikka kyo ekyonoonese songa si ggwe wakimeza, ate nga kyo kyali kya kiseera buseera.
The Lord said, ‘You care about a bush which has cost you no trouble and which you have not made grow, which came up in a night and wilted in a night.
11 Kale lwaki nange sandisaasidde Nineeve, ekibuga ekyo ekinene n’abantu baamu emitwalo ekkumi n’ebiri n’okusingawo, n’ente zaakyo ennyingi bwe zityo, abantu abatasobola kwawula kirungi na kibi?”
Should I not care for the great city Nineveh, in which there are one hundred and twenty thousand people who do not know their right hand from their left; and many cattle too?’
