Jeremia 10
1 Inzwai zvinoreva Jehovha kwamuri, imi imba yaIsraeri.
Hear the word which the LORD speaks to you, house of Israel!
2 Zvanzi naJehovha: “Regai kudzidza tsika dzendudzi kana kuvhundutswa nezviratidzo zviri kudenga kunyange hazvo ndudzi dzichivhundutswa nazvo.
The LORD says, “Don’t learn the way of the nations, and don’t be dismayed at the signs of the sky; for the nations are dismayed at them.
3 Nokuti tsika dzavanhu hadzina maturo; vanotema muti musango, muvezi ouveza nembezo.
For the customs of the peoples are vanity; for one cuts a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman with the axe.
4 Vanoushongedza nesirivha negoridhe; vanourovera nenyundo nezvipikiri kuti urege kuzungunuka.
They deck it with silver and with gold. They fasten it with nails and with hammers, so that it can’t move.
5 Sedukununu kumucheto womunda wamavise, zvifananidzo zvavo hazvigoni kutaura; zvinofanira kutotakurwa nokuti hazvigoni kufamba. Musazvitya; hazvigoni kukukuvadzai, uye hazvina nebasa rose.”
They are like a palm tree, of turned work, and don’t speak. They must be carried, because they can’t move. Don’t be afraid of them; for they can’t do evil, neither is it in them to do good.”
6 Hakuna akafanana nemi, imi Jehovha; muri mukuru, uye zita renyu iguru pasimba.
There is no one like you, LORD. You are great, and your name is great in might.
7 Ndianiko angarega kukutyai, imi Mambo wendudzi? Izvi ndizvo zvakakufanirai. Pakati pavakachenjera vose vendudzi nomuushe hwavo hwose, hakuna akafanana nemi.
Who shouldn’t fear you, King of the nations? For it belongs to you. Because amongst all the wise men of the nations, and in all their royal estate, there is no one like you.
8 Vose havana njere uye mapenzi; vanodzidziswa nezvifananidzo zvamatanda zvisingabatsiri.
But they are together brutish and foolish, instructed by idols! It is just wood.
9 Sirivha yakapfurwa inotorwa kubva kuTashishi negoridhe richibva kuUfazi. Zvakaitwa nemhizha uye nomupfuri wegoridhe, zvopfekedzwa zvino nguo dzomucheka webhuruu nowepepuru, zvose zvinoitwa navabati vano umhizha.
There is silver beaten into plates, which is brought from Tarshish, and gold from Uphaz, the work of the engraver and of the hands of the goldsmith. Their clothing is blue and purple. They are all the work of skilful men.
10 Asi Jehovha ndiye Mwari wechokwadi; ndiye Mwari mupenyu, mambo wokusingaperi. Kana iye atsamwa, nyika inodedera; ndudzi hadzigoni kumira pamberi pehasha dzake.
But the LORD is the true God. He is the living God, and an everlasting King. At his wrath, the earth trembles. The nations aren’t able to withstand his indignation.
11 “Muvaudze kuti, ‘Vamwari ava, vasina kuita matenga nenyika, vachaparara panyika nepasi pamatenga.’”
“You shall say this to them: ‘The gods that have not made the heavens and the earth will perish from the earth, and from under the heavens.’”
12 Asi Mwari akaita nyika nesimba rake, akateya nyika nouchenjeri hwake, uye akatambanudza matenga nokunzwisisa kwake.
God has made the earth by his power. He has established the world by his wisdom, and by his understanding has he stretched out the heavens.
13 Paanotinhira, mvura zhinji iri mumatenga inoita mubvumo; anoita kuti makore asimuke kubva kumigumo yenyika. Anotuma mheni pamwe nemvura, uye anouyisa mhepo kubva mumatura ake.
When he utters his voice, the waters in the heavens roar, and he causes the vapours to ascend from the ends of the earth. He makes lightnings for the rain, and brings the wind out of his treasuries.
14 Mumwe nomumwe haafungi uye haana zivo; mupfuri mumwe nomumwe wegoridhe anonyadziswa nezvifananidzo zvake. Zvifananidzo zvake ndezvenhema; hazvina mweya mazviri.
Every man has become brutish and without knowledge. Every goldsmith is disappointed by his engraved image; for his molten image is falsehood, and there is no breath in them.
15 Hazvina maturo, zvinhu zvokutuka; kutongwa kwazvo pakunosvika, zvose zvichaparara.
They are vanity, a work of delusion. In the time of their visitation they will perish.
16 Iye anenge ari mugove waJakobho haana kufanana nazvo, nokuti ndiye Muiti wezvinhu zvose, kusanganisa naIsraeri, rudzi rwenhaka yake, Jehovha Wamasimba Ose ndiro zita rake.
The portion of Jacob is not like these; for he is the maker of all things; and Israel is the tribe of his inheritance. The LORD of Hosts is his name.
17 Unganidzai nhumbi dzenyu mubve munyika, imi makakombwa.
Gather up your wares out of the land, you who live under siege.
18 Nokuti zvanzi naJehovha: “Panguva ino ndichapotsera kure avo vanogara munyika ino; Ndichauyisa nhamo pamusoro pavo kuti vagotapwa.”
For the LORD says, “Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of the land at this time, and will distress them, that they may feel it.”
19 Ndine nhamo nokuda kwokukuvara kwangu! Ronda rangu harirapiki! Asi ndakati, “Uku kurwara ndokwangu, uye ndinofanira kukutakura.”
Woe is me because of my injury! My wound is serious; but I said, “Truly this is my grief, and I must bear it.”
20 Tende rangu raparadzwa; mabote aro ose adamburwa. Vanakomana vangu vabva kwandiri uye havachipozve; hakuna asara zvino kuti amise tende rangu kana kumisa dumba rangu.
My tent has been destroyed, and all my cords are broken. My children have gone away from me, and they are no more. There is no one to spread my tent any more, to set up my curtains.
21 Vafudzi havana njere, uye havabvunzi Jehovha; saka havabudiriri uye makwai avo ose apararira.
For the shepherds have become brutish, and have not enquired of the LORD. Therefore they have not prospered, and all their flocks have scattered.
22 Inzwai! Chiziviso chiri kuuya, bope guru richabva kunyika yokumusoro! Richaita kuti maguta eJudha aparare, agarwe namakava.
The voice of news, behold, it comes, and a great commotion out of the north country, to make the cities of Judah a desolation, a dwelling place of jackals.
23 Haiwa Jehovha, ndinoziva kuti upenyu hwomunhu hahusi hwake; hazvizi kumunhu kuti aruramise nzira dzake.
LORD, I know that the way of man is not in himself. It is not in man who walks to direct his steps.
24 Ndirangei, Jehovha, asi chete nokururamisira, kwete mukutsamwa kwenyu, kuti murege kundiparadza zvachose.
LORD, correct me, but gently; not in your anger, lest you reduce me to nothing.
25 Dururirai kutsamwa kwenyu pamusoro pendudzi dzisingakurangarirei, pamusoro pavanhu vasingadani kuzita renyu. Nokuti vakadya Jakobho; vakamudya zvachose, uye vakaparadza nyika yake.
Pour out your wrath on the nations that don’t know you, and on the families that don’t call on your name; for they have devoured Jacob. Yes, they have devoured him, consumed him, and have laid waste his habitation.
