Jona 3
1 Niheo am’ Ionà fañindroe’e ty tsara’ Iehovà, nanao ty hoe:
Then came the word of Yahweh unto Jonah, the second time, saying:
2 Miavota mb’e Ninevè, i rova jabajabay mb’eo, vaho tseizo ama’e ty saontsy hatoroko azo.
Arise, get thee unto Nineveh, the great city, —and cry against it the cry that I am bidding thee.
3 Aa le niongake t’Ionà, nañavelo mb’e Ninevè mb’eo ty amy tsara’ Iehovày. Rova jabajaba ty Ninevè kanao lia telo andro te rangàeñe.
So Jonah arose, and went his way unto Nineveh, according to the word of Yahweh, —Nineveh, being a city great before God, of three days’ journey.
4 Namototse naneñateña i rovay t’Ionà lia andro raike vaho nikoike ty hoe: Ie heneke ty efa-polo andro le ho rotsake t’i Ninevè.
So Jonah began to enter into the city, one day’s journey, —and he cried out and said—Yet forty days, and, Nineveh, is to be overthrown!
5 Aa le niantok’ an’ Andrianañahare ondati’ i Ninevèo, le nitsey lilitse vaho nisikin-gony, ty loho bey pak’ an-tsitso’e.
And the people of Nineveh believed in God, —and proclaimed a fast, and clothed themselves in sackcloth, from the greatest of them, even unto the least of them.
6 Niheo amy mpanjaka’ i Ninevèy i tsaray, le niongake amy fiambesa’ey naho nahifi’e añe ty sarimbo’e naho nisaron-gony vaho nipisetse an-davenok’ ao.
And the word reached unto the king of Nineveh, so he arose from his throne, and laid aside his robe from off him, —and covered him with sackcloth, and sat on ashes.
7 Nampitsitsife’e tsey ty Nineve ami’ty hoe: Ami’ty fandilia’ i mpanjakay naho o roandria’eo: Ehe ko apoke hitsopeke ndra inoñ’ inoñe ze ondaty ndra hare, ze mpirai-troke ndra lia-raike; ko meañe hihinañe ndra hinon-drano,
And he caused an outcry to be made—and said—throughout Nineveh, By decree of the king and of his great men, Be it known: —Man and beast, herd and flock, Let them taste, nothing, let them not feed, and, water, let them not drink:
8 le ampisaroñan-gony ondatio naho o hareo, sindre hipoña-toreo aman’ Añahare; songa hitolik’ amo sata rati’eo naho amo halò-tsere’e am-pità’eo.
Let both man and beast, cover themselves with sackcloth, and let them cry unto God, mightily, —Yea let them turn, every man from his wicked way, and from the violence which is in their hands:
9 Ia ty hahafohiñe he hitolike t’i Andrianañahare naho hiheve, hiamboho amy haviñera’e miforoforoy, tsy hihomahan-tika?
Who knoweth whether God himself—may turn and grieve, —and turn away from the glow of his anger, that we perish not?
10 Aa naho nahavazoho o fitoloña’ iareoo t’i Andrianañahare, t’ie niamboho amo sata rati’eo, le napo’e i hankàñe nitsarae’e ho nanoe’e am’ iereoy, vaho tsy nanoe’e.
And God saw their doings, that they turned from their wicked way, —and God was grieved over the calamity which he had spoken of executing upon them, and executed it not.
