Yona 4
1 Nanso na eyi yɛ mfomso kɛse ma Yona, na ne bo fuwii.
But this seemed very wrong to Jonah and he became angry.
2 Ɔbɔɔ Awurade mpae se, “Awurade, bere a na mewɔ fie no, ɛnyɛ sɛɛ na mekae? Eyi nti na meperee sɛ miguan akɔ Tarsis no, efisɛ na minim sɛ, woyɛ ɔdomfo ne mmɔborɔhunu Nyankopɔn a wo bo kyɛ fuw, na wo dɔ boro so. Woyɛ Onyankopɔn a ɔtwentwɛn nʼanan ase wɔ bɔne amanehunu ho.
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 Afei, Awurade! Gye me nkwa fi me nsɛm. Eye ma me sɛ mewu sen sɛ mɛtena ase.”
Therefore, Lord, I beg you, take my life from me; for it is better for me to die than to live!”
4 Na Awurade buae se, “Eye sɛ wo bo fuw wɔ saa asɛm yi ho ana?”
But the Lord said, “Are you doing right in being angry?”
5 Na Yona kɔɔ kuropɔn no apuei fam baabi kɔtenaa hɔ. Ɔbɔɔ pata tenaa ne nwini no mu, twɛn nea ɛbɛba kuropɔn no so.
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 Na Awurade Nyankopɔn maa dua bi a ɛwɔ nhaban pii nyin ntɛmntɛm wɔ nʼatifi na ɛmaa Yona nyaa ahotɔ, na nʼani gyee dua no ho.
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 Nanso ahemadakye no, Onyankopɔn maa ɔsa bɛwee dua no maa nhaban no poe.
but at dawn the next day God arranged for a worm which attacked the bush, so that it wilted.
8 Owia puei no, Onyankopɔn maa apuei mframa bi a mu yɛ hyew bɔe, na owia hyee Yona apampam ma ɔtɔɔ beraw. Ɔpɛɛ sɛ owu, na ɔkae se, “Eye ma me sɛ miwu sen sɛ metena ase.”
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 Onyankopɔn bisaa Yona se, “Eye sɛ wofa abufuw wɔ dua no ho ana?” Yona buae se, “Yiw, me bo afuw, na sɛ miwu a anka mepɛ.”
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 Na Awurade kae se, “Dua yi ho asɛm ahaw wo, nanso woanni ho dwuma biara, na ɛnyɛ wo na woma enyinii. Efifii ntɛmntɛm na ewuu ntɛmntɛm.
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 Nanso nnipa mpem ɔha ne aduonu wɔ Ninewe a wonnim wɔn benkum ne wɔn nifa. Na mmoa bebree nso wɔ hɔ. Ɛnsɛ sɛ mema Ninewe kuropɔn yi ho asɛm haw me ana?”
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?”
