Malachi 1

1 An oracle. The message of the Lord to Israel through Malachi.

Esia nye Yehowa ƒe nya si wògblɔ na Israel dukɔa to Nyagblɔɖila Malaki dzi. Wolɔ̃ Yakob, eye wolé fu Esau.

2 ‘I have loved you,’ says the Lord. ‘But you ask, “How have you shown love to us?” Was not Esau Jacob’s brother?’ explains the Lord of hosts, ‘yet I loved Jacob,

Yehowa gblɔ be, “Melɔ̃ mi. “Gake nèbia be, ‘Aleke nèlɔ̃ mí?’” Yehowa gblɔ be: “Ɖe Yakob menye Esau nɔvi oa? Melɔ̃ Yakob.

3 but hated Esau, and made his mountains a desolation, and transformed his ancestral land into a wilderness.

Ke Esau ya la melé fui, metrɔ eƒe nɔƒe wòzu gbegbe, eye metsɔ eƒe domenyinu na amegaxiwo.”

4 When Edom says, “We are beaten down, but we will return and rebuild the ruined places”’ the Lord of hosts says, ‘They may build, but I will throw down. They will be called, “The border land of wickedness,” the people against whom the Lord is angry forever.

Edom gblɔ be, “Togbɔ be wogbã mi hã la, míagatso aƒedoawo.” Ke Yehowa, Dziƒoʋakɔwo ƒe Aƒetɔ la agblɔ be, “Migbugbɔ tso duawo ne miate ŋui, gake magagbã wo, elabena woƒe dukɔa ŋkɔe nye, Nu vɔ̃ɖi wɔwɔ ƒe anyigba, ame siwo ŋu Yehowa do dziku ɖo ɖikaa.

5 Your own eyes will see this, and you will say, “the Lord’s greatness reaches beyond the border of Israel.”’

O, mi, Israelviwo, mitsa ŋku ne miakpɔ nu siwo wɔm Yehowa le, le xexea me godoo ekema miagblɔ be, ‘Nyateƒee, Yehowa ƒe ŋusẽ tri akɔ la gbɔ míaƒe liƒowo ŋu yi sãsãsã!’

6 ‘A son honours his father and servant their master. If I am a father, where is my honour? And if I am a master, where is the one who fears me? So says the Lord to you, priests who despise my name. You ask, “How have we despised your name?”

“Viŋutsu dea bubu fofoa ŋuti eye kluvi ɖoa bubu na eƒe aƒetɔ; ekema ne nyee nye mia fofo la, afi ka nye bubu le? Ne nye nyee nye miaƒe Aƒetɔ la, nu ka ta mievɔ̃am o? Dziƒoʋakɔwo ƒe Aƒetɔ lae gblɔe. “O, mi nunɔlawoe ƒo ɖi nye ŋkɔ. “Gake mieɖe ɖeklemi be, ‘Ɣe ka ɣi míeƒo ɖi wò ŋkɔ kpɔ?’

7 You offer on my altar bread that is polluted. You ask, “How have we polluted it?” Because you say, “The table of the Lord is contemptible.”

“Mietsɔ nuɖuɖu makɔmakɔwo sa vɔe nam le nye vɔsamlekpui dzi, “Gake miebiam be, ‘Gbe ka gbee míewɔ nane nenema kpɔ?’ “Le esime míedoa vlo Yehowa ƒe kplɔ̃ le amewo gbɔ be megale ɖeke me o.

8 When you offer the blind animal for sacrifice, “It doesn’t matter!” And when you offer the lame and the sick “It doesn’t matter!” Give an animal like that to your governor; will he be pleased with it? Will he receive you favourably?’ says the Lord of hosts.

Miegblɔna na amewo hã be, Mitsɔ lã siwo mede blibo o la sa vɔe le Yehowa ƒe vɔsamlekpui la dzi faa, ɛ̃, lã siwo ƒe ŋkuwo gbã kple esiwo le dɔ lém la, megblẽ naneke o? Nu sia miewɔ, eye miebe menye vɔ̃ oa? Yehowa, Dziƒoʋakɔwo ƒe Aƒetɔ la be mitsɔ wo na miaƒe mɔmefia abe nunana ene, eye miakpɔe ɖa be adze eŋu hã?” Yehowa Dziƒoʋakɔwo ƒe Aƒetɔ lae gblɔe.

9 Now, plead for the favour of God with such an offering, so that he may be gracious to us. ‘Would I receive any of you favourably?’ says the Lord of hosts.

“Azɔ miele kuku ɖem be, Mawu, kpɔ míaƒe nublanui, Esi mietsɔ nunana madzemadze mawo vɛ ɖe, nu ka ta wòakpɔ nublanui na mi?” Yehowa, Dziƒoʋakɔwo ƒe Aƒetɔ lae gblɔe.

10 ‘If only one of you would shut the temple doors, so that you could not kindle useless fires on my altar! I have no pleasure in you,’ says the Lord of hosts, ‘Nor will I accept an offering from your hand.

“O, nunɔla ɖeka pɛ hã mele mia dome si atu gbedoxɔ ƒe ʋɔtruwo, ale be miadzudzɔ vɔsanu madzemadze siawo tsɔtsɔ va vɔsamlekpui la dzi oa?” Yehowa, Dziƒoʋakɔwo ƒe Aƒetɔ lae gblɔe, “eye miaƒe nu mele ŋunye nyom kura o, eye miaƒe nunana aɖeke hã medze ŋunye o.

11 For from the rising of the sun to its setting my name is great among the nations, and in every place they offer to my name a pure offering. For my name is great among the nations,’ says the Lord of hosts.

Tso ɣedzeƒe yi ɖe ɣetoɖoƒe ke la, dukɔ bubuwo ado nye ŋkɔ ɖe dzi tso ŋdi va se ɖe fiẽ. Le xexea me godoo woatsɔ vɔsa ʋeʋẽ lĩlĩlĩwo kple vɔsa kɔkɔewo ade bubu nye ŋkɔ ŋuti elabena mexɔ ŋkɔ le dukɔwo dome.” Yehowa, Dziƒoʋakɔwo ƒe Aƒetɔ lae gblɔe.

12 ‘But you profane me when you say, “The table of the Lord is polluted, and its food is contemptible.”

“Ke miawo ya miedo gui hele gbɔgblɔm be, ‘Yehowa ƒe kplɔ̃ ŋu mekɔ o,’ eye ‘edzinuɖuɖu le ŋu nyɔm.’

13 You say also, “How tired we are of all this!” and you sniff contemptuously at it. You have brought the blind, the lame and the sick as offerings. Should I accept this from your hand?’ says the Lord of hosts.

Miegblɔ be, ‘Mawusubɔsubɔ kple eƒe seawo dzi wɔwɔ sesẽ loo!’ Ale miegblɔ be, ‘yewomawɔ ɖe se siwo wòde na mi la dzi o,’ Yehowa, Dziƒoʋakɔwo ƒe Aƒetɔ lae gblɔe. “Mibu eŋuti kpɔ! Mietsɔ lã xɔabiwo, lã lédɔwo kple lã siwo mede blibo o la sa vɔe nam!” Yehowa be, “Enyo be maxɔ nunana sia tɔgbiwoa?

14 ‘Cursed be the cheat, who has in his flock a valuable male, but vows and sacrifices to the Lord a blemished animal! For I am a great king,’ says the Lord of hosts, ‘and my name is feared among the nations.’

Ame si ɖe adzɔgbe be yeatsɔ lãtsu si de blibo le yeƒe lãhawo dome asa vɔe na Yehowa gake wòɖɔlii kple lã lédɔ la, fiƒode neva edzi wòaɖi eŋu kpekpekpe elabena nye la, Fiagãe menye eye ele be woatsɔ vɔvɔ̃ na nye ŋkɔ le dukɔwo dome.” Yehowa, Dziƒoʋakɔwo ƒe Aƒetɔ lae gblɔ nya siawo.