Hona 4
1 Otiia ki ta Hona, nui atu te he, a mura ana tona riri.
Jonah, however, was greatly displeased, and he became angry.
2 A ka inoi ia, ki a Ihowa, ka mea, Aue, e Ihowa, he teka ianei ko taku tenei i mea ai i ahau ano i toku whenua? Na reira ahau i rere wawe ai ki Tarahihi; i mohio hoki ahau he Atua atawhai koe, he tohu tangata, he puhoi ki te riri, he nui te aroha, e puta ke ana te whakaaro mo te kino.
So he prayed to the LORD, saying, “O LORD, is this not what I said while I was still in my own country? This is why I was so quick to flee toward Tarshish. I knew that You are a gracious and compassionate God, slow to anger, abounding in loving devotion—One who relents from sending disaster.
3 Na, tera ra, e Ihowa, kia mate ahau aianei; he pai atu hoki i te ora te mate moku.
And now, O LORD, please take my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.”
4 Ano ra ko Ihowa, He mea pai ranei kia riri koe?
But the LORD replied, “Have you any right to be angry?”
5 Na ka puta a Hona i roto i te pa, a noho ana i te taha ki te rawhiti o te pa; kei te hanga i tetahi tihokahoka mona ki reira, noho ana i raro i te taumarumarunga iho, kia kite ra ano ka ahatia ranei te pa.
Then Jonah left the city and sat down east of it, where he made himself a shelter and sat in its shade to see what would happen to the city.
6 Na kua rite i a Ihowa tetahi hue, meinga ana e ia kia eke ki runga ki a Hona, hei whakamarumaru mo tona mahunga, hei whakaora mona i a ia i mamae ra. Na nui atu te koa o Hona ki te hue ra.
So the LORD God appointed a vine, and it grew up to provide shade over Jonah’s head to ease his discomfort, and Jonah was greatly pleased with the plant.
7 Na kua rite ano i te Atua he huhu i te aonga ake o te ra, a ngaua iho e tera te hue, na kua maroke.
When dawn came the next day, God appointed a worm that attacked the plant so that it withered.
8 Na i te whitinga o te ra kua rite mai ano i te Atua tetahi hau pumahu, he marangai; aki tonu mai te ra ki runga ki te mahunga o Hona, whakaruhi noa iho, a inoi ana mona kia mate ia, i mea ia, Pai atu i te ora te mate moku.
As the sun was rising, God appointed a scorching east wind, and the sun beat down on Jonah’s head so that he grew faint and wished to die, saying, “It is better for me to die than to live.”
9 Na ka mea te Atua ki a Hona, He pai ranei kia riri koe ki te hue? Ano ra ko ia, He pai ano kia riri ahau a mate noa.
Then God asked Jonah, “Have you any right to be angry about the plant?” “I do,” he replied. “I am angry enough to die!”
10 Ano ra ko Ihowa, I manawapa koe ki te hue kihai na i mahia e koe, kihai ano i whakatupuria e koe; kotahi ano te po i tupu ake ai, kotahi ano te po i kore ai,
But the LORD said, “You cared about the plant, which you neither tended nor made grow. It sprang up in a night and perished in a night.
11 A kaua ianei ahau e manawapa ki Ninewe ki taua pa nui, he tokomaha nei ona tangata i nga mano e ono tekau topu, he hunga kahore nei e mohio ki o ratou ringa matau, ki o ratou ringa maui, he maha ano hoki nga kararehe?
So should I not care about the great city of Nineveh, which has more than 120,000 people who cannot tell their right hand from their left, and many cattle as well?”
