Jona 4
1 Fe vata’e nampangoae’ Ionà izay le niloho boseke,
But this seemed very wrong to Jonah, and he was angry.
2 vaho nilolok’ am’ Iehovà, nanao ty hoe: Mihalaly ama’o, ry Iehovà, tsy ie hao i nivolañeko te mbe tan-taneko añey? Izaho nihitrike ty lay mb’e Tarsise mb’eo fa napotako te Andrianañahare matarike irehe, mpiferenaiñe, malaon-kaviñerañe, naho lifotse fiferenaiñañe, vaho habalintoa’o i hankàñe ho nanoe’oy.
And he made prayer to the Lord and said, O Lord, is this not what I said when I was still in my country? This is why I took care to go in flight to Tarshish: for I was certain that you were a loving God, full of pity, slow to be angry and great in mercy, and ready to be turned from your purpose of evil.
3 Ie amy zao ry Iehovà, ehe asitaho amako ty fiaiko, fa hamake t’ie hikenkañe ta te ho veloñe.
So now, O Lord, give ear to my prayer and take my life from me; for death is better for me than life.
4 Aa le hoe t’Iehovà, Mañeva hao o habose’oo?
And the Lord said, Have you any right to be angry?
5 Niakatse i rovay t’Ionà, niambesatse añ’ ila’ atiñana’ i rovay ey le nandranjy lapalapa vaho niambesatse ambane’e añ’alok’ ao am-para’ te isa’e ze hifetsak’ amy rovay.
Then Jonah went out of the town, and took his seat on the east side of the town and made himself a roof of branches and took his seat under its shade till he saw what would become of the town.
6 Nañalankañe vatavo amy zao t’Iehovà Andrianañahare; le nampilalìe’e ambone’ Ionà eo hañaloke ty añambone’e hampanintsiñe aze amy fifombo’ey. Le nampivaran-ehake Ionà i vatavoy.
And the Lord God made a vine come up over Jonah to give him shade over his head. And Jonah was very glad because of the vine.
7 Fe nihajarien’ Añahare oletse te nanjirike i loak’ àndroy nijoy i vatavoy, nahaforejeje aze.
But early on the morning after, God made ready a worm for the destruction of the vine, and it became dry and dead.
8 Ie nionjoñe i àndroy le nampitiofen’ Añahare ty tio-bey atiñanañe matrevoke. Nipisañe añambone’ Ionà i àndroy le nitoirañe vaho nihalaly te hampihomaheñe ami’ty hoe: Hamake te hikenkan-draho ta te ho veloñe.
Then when the sun came up, God sent a burning east wind: and so great was the heat of the sun on his head that Jonah was overcome, and, requesting death for himself, said, Death is better for me than life.
9 Le hoe t’i Andrianañahare am’ Ionà: Mañeva azo hao ty hifombo amy vatavoy? le hoe re: Eka sazo ahy ty habosehako; hàmake t’ie ho mate.
And the Lord said to Jonah, Have you any right to be angry about the vine? And he said, I have a right to be truly angry.
10 Le hoe t’Iehovà, Nitretreze’o i vatavo tsy nifanehafa’oy, naho tsy nampitirie’oy, ie nitiry haleñe vaho nimomok’ an-kaleñe;
And the Lord said, You had pity on the vine, for which you did no work and for the growth of which you were not responsible; which came up in a night and came to an end in a night;
11 aa tsy ho ferenaiñako ka hao t’i Ninevè, i rova jabajabay, toe ama’e ao t’indaty mandikoatse rai-hetse-tsi-ro-ale, tsy mahafohiñe ty fità’e havana ami’ty havia’e, miharo hare tsifotofoto?
And am I not to have mercy on Nineveh, that great town, in which there are more than a hundred and twenty thousand persons without the power of judging between right and left, as well as much cattle?
