Jona 4
1 Fe vata’e nampangoae’ Ionà izay le niloho boseke,
But this seemed very wrong to Jonah and he became 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.
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 Ie amy zao ry Iehovà, ehe asitaho amako ty fiaiko, fa hamake t’ie hikenkañe ta te ho veloñe.
Therefore, Lord, I beg you, take my life from me; for it is better for me to die than to live!’
4 Aa le hoe t’Iehovà, Mañeva hao o habose’oo?
But the Lord said, ‘Are you doing right in being 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 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 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 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 Fe nihajarien’ Añahare oletse te nanjirike i loak’ àndroy nijoy i vatavoy, nahaforejeje aze.
but at dawn the next day God arranged for a worm which attacked the bush, so that it wilted.
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.
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 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.
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 Le hoe t’Iehovà, Nitretreze’o i vatavo tsy nifanehafa’oy, naho tsy nampitirie’oy, ie nitiry haleñe vaho nimomok’ an-kaleñe;
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 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?
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?’
