Siona 4
1 Ka naʻe mamahi ʻaupito ai ʻa Siona, pea lahi ʻaupito ʻa ʻene ʻita.
Jonah, however, was greatly displeased, and he became angry.
2 Pea naʻa ne lotu kia Sihova, ʻo ne pehē, “ʻE Sihova ʻoku ou kole kiate koe, ʻikai naʻaku pehē, ʻe pehē pe, ʻi heʻeku kei ʻi hoku fonua? Ko ia ia naʻaku hola leva ai ki Tasisi; he naʻaku ʻilo ko e ʻOtua angaʻofa koe, pea faʻa ʻaloʻofa, ʻo tuai ki he houhau, pea angalelei ʻaupito, mo ke faʻa liliu mei he kovi.
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 Ko ia ko eni, ʻe Sihova ʻoku ou kole kiate koe toʻo ʻa ʻeku moʻui meiate au, he ʻoku lelei lahi kiate au ke u mate ʻi heʻeku moʻui.”
And now, O LORD, please take my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.”
4 Pea naʻe toki folofola ʻa Sihova, “ʻOku lelei koā ʻa hoʻo ʻita?”
But the LORD replied, “Have you any right to be angry?”
5 Ko ia naʻe mahuʻi atu ʻa Siona mei he kolo, pea ne nofo ki he potu fakahahake ʻoe kolo, pea naʻa ne ngaohi ʻi ai! ʻae fale louʻakau, pea ne nofo ia ʻi lalo ʻi hono malumalu, ko ʻene tatali kaeʻoua ke ne mamata pe ko e hā ʻe hoko ki he kolo.
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 Pea naʻe teuteu ʻe Sihova ko e ʻOtua, ʻae ʻakau, mo ne ngaohi ia ke tupu hake ʻo fakamalumalu ʻa Siona, koeʻuhi ke malu ai hono ʻulu, ke ʻoua naʻa ne mamahi. Ko ia naʻe fiefia ʻaupito ʻa Siona koeʻuhi ko e ʻakau.
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 Ka ʻi he hoko ki he pongipongi ʻoe ʻaho ʻe taha, naʻe teuteu ʻe he ʻOtua ʻae kelemutu, pea ne maumauʻi ʻae ʻakau, pea mae ai ia.
When dawn came the next day, God appointed a worm that attacked the plant so that it withered.
8 Pea naʻe hoko ʻo pehē, ʻi heʻene hopo hake ʻae laʻā, naʻe teuteu ʻe he ʻOtua ʻae matangi vela mei he potu hahake; pea ne vela hifo ʻae laʻā ki he ʻulu ʻo Siona, ko ia ne pongia ai ia, pea naʻa ne holi ʻi hono loto ke ne mate, ʻo ne pehē, “ʻOku lelei hake ʻeku mate ʻi heʻeku moʻui.”
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 Pea naʻe pehē ʻe he ʻOtua kia Siona, “ʻOku lelei koā ʻa hoʻo ʻita koeʻuhi ko e ʻakau?” Pea naʻa ne pehē, “ʻOku ou tonuhia ʻi heʻeku ʻita, ʻo aʻu ki he mate.”
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 Pea naʻe toki pehē ʻe Sihova, “Kuo ke ʻofa mamahi ki he ʻakau, ʻaia naʻe ʻikai te ke ngāue ki ai pe te ke fakatupu; ʻaia ne tupu hake ʻi he pō ʻe taha, pea mate ʻi he pō ʻe taha:
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 Pea ʻoku ʻikai totonu koā ʻa ʻeku fakamoʻui ʻa Ninive, ʻae kolo lahi ko ia, ʻaia ʻoku nofo ai ʻae kakai tokolahi hake ʻi he toko ono mano, ʻoku ʻikai faʻa ʻilo honau nima toʻomataʻu mei honau nima toʻohema; pea ʻi ai mo e fanga manu lahi ʻaupito?”
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?”
