Jeremiah 10
1 Gbọ́ ọ̀rọ̀ tí Olúwa sọ fún yín ẹ̀yin ilé Israẹli.
Give ear to the word which the Lord says to you, O people of Israel:
2 Báyìí ni Olúwa wí: “Má ṣe kọ́ ìwà àwọn kèfèrí, kí àmì ọ̀run kí ó má sì dààmú yín, nítorí pé wọ́n ń dààmú orílẹ̀-èdè.
This is what the Lord has said: Do not go in the way of the nations; have no fear of the signs of heaven, for the nations go in fear of them.
3 Nítorí pé asán ni àṣà àwọn ènìyàn, wọ́n gé igi láti inú igbó, oníṣọ̀nà sì gbẹ́ ẹ pẹ̀lú àáké rẹ̀.
For that which is feared by the people is foolish: it is the work of the hands of the workman; for a tree is cut down by him out of the woods with his axe.
4 Wọ́n fi fàdákà àti wúrà ṣe é lọ́ṣọ̀ọ́. Wọ́n fi òòlù kàn án àti ìṣó kí ó má ba à ṣubú.
They make it beautiful with silver and gold; they make it strong with nails and hammers, so that it may not be moved.
5 Wọ́n wé mọ́ igi bí ẹ̀gúnsí inú oko, òrìṣà wọn kò le è fọhùn. Wọ́n gbọdọ̀ máa gbé wọn nítorí pé wọn kò lè rìn. Má ṣe bẹ̀rù wọn; wọn kò le è ṣe ibi kankan bẹ́ẹ̀ ni wọn kò si lè ṣe rere kan.”
It is like a pillar in a garden of plants, and has no voice: it has to be lifted, for it has no power of walking. Have no fear of it; for it has no power of doing evil and it is not able to do any good.
6 Kò sí ẹni tí ó dàbí rẹ Olúwa; o tóbi orúkọ rẹ sì tóbi lágbára.
There is no one like you, O Lord; you are great and your name is great in power.
7 Ta ni kò yẹ kí ó bẹ̀rù rẹ? Ọba àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè? Nítorí tìrẹ ni. Láàrín àwọn ọlọ́gbọ́n ènìyàn ní orílẹ̀-èdè àti gbogbo ìjọba wọn, kò sí ẹni tí ó dàbí rẹ.
Who would not have fear of you, O King of the nations? for it is your right: for among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their kingdoms, there is no one like you.
8 Gbogbo wọn jẹ́ aláìlóye àti aṣiwèrè, wọ́n ń kọ́ ẹ̀kọ́ àwọn ère igi tí kò níláárí.
But they are together like beasts and foolish: the teaching of false gods is wood.
9 Fàdákà tí a ti kàn ni a mú wá láti Tarṣiṣi, àti wúrà láti Upasi. Èyí tí àwọn oníṣọ̀nà àti alágbẹ̀dẹ ṣe tí wọ́n kùn ní àwọ̀ aró àti elése àlùkò, èyí jẹ́ iṣẹ́ ọwọ́ àwọn ọlọ́gbọ́n oníṣọ̀nà.
Silver hammered into plates is sent from Tarshish, and gold from Uphaz, the work of the expert workman and of the hands of the gold-worker; blue and purple is their clothing, all the work of expert men.
10 Ṣùgbọ́n Olúwa ni Ọlọ́run tòótọ́, òun ni Ọlọ́run alààyè, ọba ayérayé. Nígbà tí ó bá bínú, ayé yóò wárìrì; orílẹ̀-èdè kò lè fi ara da ìbínú rẹ̀.
But the Lord is the true God; he is the living God and an eternal king: when he is angry, the earth is shaking with fear, and the nations give way before his wrath.
11 “Sọ èyí fún wọn: ‘Àwọn ọlọ́run kéékèèké tí kò dá ọ̀run àti ayé ni yóò ṣègbé láti ayé àti ní abẹ́ ọ̀run.’”
This is what you are to say to them: The gods who have not made the heavens and the earth will be cut off from the earth and from under the heavens.
12 Ọlọ́run dá ayé pẹ̀lú agbára rẹ̀, ó dá àgbáyé pẹ̀lú ọgbọ́n rẹ̀, ó mú kí ọ̀run kí ó fẹ̀ síta nípa òye rẹ̀.
He has made the earth by his power, he has made the world strong in its place by his wisdom, and by his wise design the heavens have been stretched out.
13 Nígbà tí ó bá sán àrá, àwọn omi lọ́run a sì pariwo; ó mú kí ìkùùkuu ru sókè láti òpin ayé. Ó rán mọ̀nàmọ́ná pẹ̀lú òjò, ó sì ń mú afẹ́fẹ́ wá láti ilé ìṣúra rẹ̀.
At the sound of his voice there is a massing of waters in the heavens, and he makes the mists go up from the ends of the earth; he makes the thunder-flames for the rain, and sends out the wind from his store-houses.
14 Gbogbo ènìyàn jẹ́ aṣiwèrè àti aláìnímọ̀, ojú ti gbogbo alágbẹ̀dẹ níwájú ère rẹ̀, nítorí ère dídá rẹ̀ èké ni, kò sì ṣí ẹ̀mí nínú rẹ̀.
Then every man becomes like a beast without knowledge; every gold-worker is put to shame by the image he has made: for his metal image is deceit, and there is no breath in them.
15 Asán ni wọ́n, iṣẹ́ ìṣìnà; nígbà ìbẹ̀wò wọn, wọn yóò ṣègbé.
They are nothing, a work of error: in the time of their punishment, destruction will overtake them.
16 Ẹni tí ó bá jẹ́ ìpín Jakọbu kò sì dàbí èyí, nítorí òun ni ó ṣẹ̀dá ohun gbogbo àti Israẹli tí ó jẹ́ ẹ̀yà ìjogún rẹ̀. Olúwa àwọn ọmọ-ogun ni orúkọ rẹ̀.
The heritage of Jacob is not like these; for the maker of all things is his heritage: the Lord of armies is his name.
17 Kó ẹrù rẹ kúrò láti fi ilẹ̀ náà sílẹ̀ ìwọ tí o ń gbé ní ìlú tí a dó tì.
Get your goods together and go out of the land, O you who are shut up in the walled town.
18 Nítorí èyí ni Olúwa wí: “Ní àkókò yìí, èmi yóò gbọn àwọn tí ó ń gbé ilẹ̀ náà jáde. Èmi yóò mú ìpọ́njú bá wọn, kí wọn kí ó lè rí wọn mú.”
For the Lord has said, I will send the people in flight like a stone from the land at this time, troubling them so that they will be conscious of it.
19 Ègbé ni fún mi nítorí ìpalára mi! Ọgbẹ́ mi jẹ́ èyí tí kò lè sàn, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni mọ sọ fún ara mi, “Èyí ni àìsàn mi, mo sì gbọdọ̀ fi orí tì í.”
Sorrow is mine for I am wounded! my wound may not be made well; and I said, Cruel is my disease, I may not be free from it.
20 Àgọ́ mi bàjẹ́, gbogbo okùn rẹ̀ sì já. Àwọn ọmọ mi ti lọ lọ́dọ̀ mi, wọn kò sì sí mọ́, kò sí ẹnìkankan tí yóò na àgọ́ mi ró mọ́, tàbí yóò ṣe ibùgbé fún mi.
My tent is pulled down and all my cords are broken: my children have gone from me, and they are not: no longer is there anyone to give help in stretching out my tent and hanging up my curtains.
21 Àwọn olùṣọ́-àgùntàn jẹ́ aṣiwèrè, wọn kò sì wá Olúwa: nítorí náà wọn kì yóò ṣe rere àti pé gbogbo agbo wọn ni yóò túká.
For the keepers of the sheep have become like beasts, not looking to the Lord for directions: so they have not done wisely and all their flocks have been put to flight.
22 Fetísílẹ̀! ariwo igbe ń bọ̀, àti ìdàrúdàpọ̀ ńlá láti ilẹ̀ àríwá wá! Yóò sì sọ ìlú Juda di ahoro, àti ihò ọ̀wàwà.
News is going about, see, it is coming, a great shaking is coming from the north country, so that the towns of Judah may be made waste and become the living-place of jackals.
23 Èmi mọ̀ Olúwa wí pé ọ̀nà ènìyàn kì í ṣe ti ara rẹ̀, kì í ṣe fún ènìyàn láti tọ́ ìgbésẹ̀ ara rẹ̀.
O Lord, I am conscious that a man's way is not in himself: man has no power of guiding his steps.
24 Tún mi ṣe Olúwa, pẹ̀lú ìdájọ́ nìkan kí o má sì ṣe é nínú ìbínú rẹ, kí ìwọ má ṣe sọ mí di òfo.
O Lord, put me right, but with wise purpose; not in your wrath, or you will make me small.
25 Tú ìbínú rẹ jáde sórí àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè tí kò mọ̀ ọ́n, sórí àwọn ènìyàn tí wọn kò pe orúkọ rẹ. Nítorí pé wọ́n ti jẹ Jakọbu run, wọ́n ti jẹ ẹ́ run pátápátá, wọ́n sì sọ ibùgbé rẹ̀ di ahoro.
Let your wrath be let loose on the nations which have no knowledge of you, and on the families who give no worship to your name: for they have made a meal of Jacob, truly they have made a meal of him and put an end to him and made his fields a waste.
