Jona 4
1 Fe vata’e nampangoae’ Ionà izay le niloho boseke,
But it displeased Jonah exceedingly, 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.
He prayed to Yahweh, and said, “Please, Yahweh, wasn’t this what I said when I was still in my own country? Therefore I hurried to flee to Tarshish, for I knew that you are a gracious God and merciful, slow to anger, and abundant in loving kindness, and you relent of doing harm.
3 Ie amy zao ry Iehovà, ehe asitaho amako ty fiaiko, fa hamake t’ie hikenkañe ta te ho veloñe.
Therefore now, Yahweh, take, I beg you, 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?
Yahweh said, “Is it right for you 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 city and sat on the east side of the city, and there made himself a booth and sat under it in the shade, until he might 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.
Yahweh God prepared a vine and made it to come up over Jonah, that it might be a shade over his head to deliver him from his discomfort. So Jonah was exceedingly glad because of the vine.
7 Fe nihajarien’ Añahare oletse te nanjirike i loak’ àndroy nijoy i vatavoy, nahaforejeje aze.
But God prepared a worm at dawn the next day, and it chewed on the vine so that it withered.
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.
When the sun arose, God prepared a sultry east wind; and the sun beat on Jonah’s head, so that he was faint and requested for himself that he might die. He said, “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.
God said to Jonah, “Is it right for you to be angry about the vine?” He said, “I am right to be angry, even to death.”
10 Le hoe t’Iehovà, Nitretreze’o i vatavo tsy nifanehafa’oy, naho tsy nampitirie’oy, ie nitiry haleñe vaho nimomok’ an-kaleñe;
Yahweh said, “You have been concerned for the vine, for which you have not labored, neither made it grow; which came up in a night and perished 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?
Shouldn’t I be concerned for Nineveh, that great city, in which are more than one hundred twenty thousand persons who can’t discern between their right hand and their left hand, and also many animals?”
