Jeremia 4
1 Ie mimpoly irehe, ry Israele, hoe t’Iehovà, le mimpolia amako, naho asitaho añ’atrefako eo o raha tìva’oo, vaho ko mitroetroe,
“If you will return, O Israel, return to Me,” declares the LORD. “If you will remove your detestable idols from My sight and no longer waver,
2 naho ifanta’o ty hoe: Amy te veloñe t’Iehovà! ami’ty fahiti’e naho ty hatò’e naho ty havañonañe, le ie ty hifampitata’ o fifeheañeo vaho hifampirengea’ iareo.
and if you can swear, ‘As surely as the LORD lives,’ in truth, in justice, and in righteousness, then the nations will be blessed by Him, and in Him they will glory.”
3 Fa hoe t’Iehovà am’ondati’ Iehodào naho am’ Ierosalaime: Trabatrabàho o moka’ areoo, vaho ko mitongy amo fatikeo.
For this is what the LORD says to the men of Judah and Jerusalem: “Break up your unplowed ground, and do not sow among the thorns.
4 Misavara ho am’ Iehovà, afaho ty ofoke añ’arofo’ areo ao, ry ondati’ Iehodào naho mpimoneñe e Ierosalaimeo, tsy mone hionjom-beo hoe afo ty habosehako, hisolebatse tsy mete vonoeñe, ami’ty hatsivokara’ o sata’areoo.
Circumcise yourselves to the LORD, and remove the foreskins of your hearts, O men of Judah and people of Jerusalem. Otherwise, My wrath will break out like fire and burn with no one to extinguish it, because of your evil deeds.”
5 Kaikaiho e Iehodà ao, naho tseizo e Ierosalaime ao, ty hoe: Popòho amy taney ao ty antsiva; mifanontona, antao himoake amo rova fatratseo!
Announce in Judah, proclaim in Jerusalem, and say: “Blow the ram’s horn throughout the land. Cry aloud and say, ‘Assemble yourselves and let us flee to the fortified cities.’
6 Atroaro mb’e Tsione ty viloñe, mipalira, ko mihenekeneke, fa minday hekoheko boak’ avaratse añe iraho, naho fandrotsahañe jabajaba.
Raise a signal flag toward Zion. Seek refuge! Do not delay! For I am bringing disaster from the north, and terrible destruction.
7 Fa niakatse an-drongoñe ao ty liona, fa nionjoñe i mpandrotsake fifeheañey, fa niavotse an-toe’e ao hampangoakoake ty tane’o, ho harakarake avao o rova’oo, tsy ho amam-pimoneñe.
A lion has gone up from his thicket, and a destroyer of nations has set out. He has left his lair to lay waste your land. Your cities will be reduced to ruins and lie uninhabited.
8 Ie amy zay, misikina gony, miroveta, vaho mangololoiha: Fa mboe tsy nivike aman-tika ty haviñera’Iehovà.
So put on sackcloth, mourn and wail, for the fierce anger of the LORD has not turned away from us.”
9 Amy andro zay, hoe t’Iehovà, te hilesa ty fahavania’ i mpanjakay naho o roandriañeo; ho latsa o mpisoroñeo vaho ho veren-draha o mpitokio.
“In that day,” declares the LORD, “the king and officials will lose their courage. The priests will tremble in fear, and the prophets will be astounded.”
10 Aa le hoe iraho, Ry Talè, Iehovà, akore te nifañahie’o ondaty retoa naho Ierosalaime, amy ty hoe: Hanintsiñe nahareo, ie fa totofem-pibara ty fiaiñe!
Then I said, “Ah, Lord GOD, how completely You have deceived this people and Jerusalem by saying, ‘You will have peace,’ while a sword is at our throats.”
11 Ie amy zay ho taroñeñe am’ondaty retoa naho am’ Ierosalaime ty hoe: Ho hirik’ ankaboa’ i liolio am-patrambeiy ty tioke mihoboboke mb’amo anak’ ampela’ ondatikoo, tsy t’ie hanonga ndra hañororoke—
At that time it will be said to this people and to Jerusalem, “A searing wind from the barren heights in the desert blows toward the daughter of My people, but not to winnow or to sift;
12 tioke lombolombo izay ty homb’eo boak’ amako; fa hivolañako zaka henaneo.
a wind too strong for that comes from Me. Now I also pronounce judgments against them.”
13 Heheke! Mionjoñe hoe rahon-dre, o sarete’eo hoe tangololahy; masika ta ty vantio o soavala’eo— feh’ohatse tika! fa mianto!
Behold, he advances like the clouds, his chariots like the whirlwind. His horses are swifter than eagles. Woe to us, for we are ruined!
14 Ry Ierosalaime, sasao añ’arofo’o ao o haloloañeo soa te ho rombaheñe, pak’ombia te mbe himoneñe ama’o ao o fikililia’o ratio?
Wash the evil from your heart, O Jerusalem, so that you may be saved. How long will you harbor wicked thoughts within you?
15 Inao, mikoike boak’e Dane añe ty fiarañanañañe; vaho mitsey hankàñe ty boak’ am-bohi’ Efraime añe.
For a voice resounds from Dan, proclaiming disaster from the hills of Ephraim.
16 Talilio o fifeheañeo, henaneo! ikoiho am’Ierosalaime; hirike tsietoitane añe o mpañarikatokeo hipoña-peo amo rova’ Iehodào.
Warn the nations now! Proclaim to Jerusalem: “A besieging army comes from a distant land; they raise their voices against the cities of Judah.
17 Fa niarikoboña’ iareo manahake o mpivoñon-tondao, amy t’ie niola amako, hoe t’Iehovà.
They surround her like men guarding a field, because she has rebelled against Me,” declares the LORD.
18 O sata’oo naho o fitoloña’oo ty naneseañe o raha zao; hankàñe ama’o; akore ty hafai’e! kanao mahatakatse ty arofo’o.
“Your ways and deeds have brought this upon you. This is your punishment; how bitter it is, because it pierces to the heart!”
19 Ty añ’ovako, ty añ’ovako! ty haloviloviako! Hete! Ty troko! Ty troko! Midebodebo amako ao; izaho tsy mahafitsiñe; amy te ihe, fiaiko, ty nahatsanoñe i fipopòn’ antsivay, i kaik’ aliy.
My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain! Oh, the pain in my chest! My heart pounds within me; I cannot be silent. For I have heard the sound of the horn, the alarm of battle.
20 Vinonje’ ty hekoheko ty hankàñe, fonga nimongoreñe i taney; rotsake ami’ty manao zao o kibohokoo, ami’ty tsi-maemae-laletse o rindrin-kivohokoo.
Disaster after disaster is proclaimed, for the whole land is laid waste. My tents are destroyed in an instant, my curtains in a moment.
21 Ampara’ te ombia ty mbe hahatreavako i viloñey, ty hahatsanoñako ty feo i antsivay?
How long must I see the signal flag and hear the sound of the horn?
22 Toe dereñe ondatikoo, tsy mahafohiñe ahy; ajaja minè, tsy mahilala. Kante an-katsivokarañe, ie tsy mahay manao soa.
“For My people are fools; they have not known Me. They are foolish children, without understanding. They are skilled in doing evil, but they know not how to do good.”
23 Nenteako ty tane toy t'ie nihoake tsy amam-bintañe, vaho mb’ andikeramb’eo fe nipo-kazavàñe ty ey.
I looked at the earth, and it was formless and void; I looked to the heavens, and they had no light.
24 Nenteako o vohitseo le nizoeko te niezeñezeñe, vaho fonga nivembèñe o haboañeo.
I looked at the mountains, and behold, they were quaking; all the hills were swaying.
25 Nenteako le hehe t’ie tsy ama’ ondaty, leo raike, vaho hene niborofotse o voron-tiokeo.
I looked, and no man was left; all the birds of the air had fled.
26 Nenteako, le ingo te paimpaiñe i tane ni-kobokaray, fonga narotsake añatrefa’ Iehovà o rovao, aolo’ ty haviñera’e miforoforo.
I looked, and the fruitful land was a desert. All its cities were torn down before the LORD, before His fierce anger.
27 Fa hoe t’Iehovà: Ho koake iaby i taney fe tsy ho fonga mongoreko.
For this is what the LORD says: “The whole land will be desolate, but I will not finish its destruction.
28 Handala’ ty tane toy, naho haieñe o likerañe eñeo; ty amo volakoo; naereñereko, le tsy hiheve, vaho tsy hibalihako.
Therefore the earth will mourn and the heavens above will grow dark. I have spoken, I have planned, and I will not relent or turn back.”
29 Songa mivoratsake ty lay o rovao ami’ty fikoraha’ o mpiningi- tsoavalao naho o mpitàm-paleo, iziliha’ iareo ty matahetse; anganiha’ iareo o vatovatoeñeo; nengañe hoake iaby o rovao, leo ondaty raike tsy mimoneñe ao.
Every city flees at the sound of the horseman and archer. They enter the thickets and climb among the rocks. Every city is abandoned; no inhabitant is left.
30 Le ihe tinavañey, Ino ty atao’o kanao misiki-mena mañabasà, naho miravake bange volamena, vaho ampiboenare’o loko o maso’oo? Tsy vente ty ihamina’o vatañe, songa malaiñe azo o sipa’oo, toe hañè-doza ama’o.
And you, O devastated one, what will you do, though you dress yourself in scarlet, though you adorn yourself with gold jewelry, though you enlarge your eyes with paint? You adorn yourself in vain; your lovers despise you; they want to take your life.
31 Fa nahatsanoñe hoe fikoiahan’ ampela mitsongo iraho, ty fanaintaiña’ i misamake i tañoloñolo’eiy, ty fikoiaha’ ty ana’ i Tsione misehaseha, mañiti-tañampolo manao ty hoe: Hankàñe amako! Mitoirañe añatrefa’ o mpamonoo ty fiaiko!
For I hear a cry like a woman in labor, a cry of anguish like one bearing her first child— the cry of the Daughter of Zion gasping for breath, stretching out her hands to say, “Woe is me, for my soul faints before the murderers!”
