Jonas 4
1 But Jonas was very deeply grieved, and he was confounded.
Jonas pa t' kontan menm lè li wè sa, sa te fè l' fache anpil.
2 And he prayed to the Lord, and said, O Lord, were not these my words when I was yet in my land? therefore I made haste to flee to Tharsis; because I knew that you are merciful and compassionate, longsuffering, and abundant in kindness, and repent of evil.
Li lapriyè Seyè a, li di l' konsa: -Aa Seyè! Men sa m' t'ap di a wi, lè m' te nan peyi m' lan. Se sa menm wi, mwen pa t' vle rive a. Se poutèt sa mwen te vle al kache nan peyi Tasis. Mwen konnen ou: Ou se yon Bondye ki gen bon kè, ki gen pitye pou nou. Ou pa fè kòlè fasil, ou pa janm sispann renmen nou, se vre. Ou toujou pare pou padonnen moun, pou chanje lide pou ou pa pini yo.
3 And now, Lord God, take my life from me; for [it is] better for me to die than to live.
Koulye a, Seyè, ou mèt tou touye m' fini ak sa. M' pito mouri pase pou m' viv pou m' wè bagay sa a devan je m'!
4 And the Lord said to Jonas, Are you very much grieved?
Seyè a reponn li: -Ki rezon ou genyen pou ou fache konsa?
5 And Jonas went out from the city, and sat over against the city; and he made for himself there a booth, and he sat under it, until he should perceive what would become of the city.
Jonas kite lavil la, li ale sou bò solèy leve, li chita. Lèfini, li fè yon tonèl, li chita nan lonbraj anba tonèl la, l'ap tann pou l' wè sa ki pral rive nan lavil la.
6 And the Lord God commanded a gourd, and it came up over the head of Jonas, to be a shadow over his head, to shade him from his calamities: and Jonas rejoiced with great joy for the gourd.
Lè sa a, Seyè a, Bondye a, fè yon ti pye masketi pouse. Li fè l' rive yon ti wotè pi wo pase Jonas pou mete yon ti lonbraj sou tèt li, pou li ka santi l' pi alèz. Jonas te kontan anpil lè li wè pye masketi a.
7 And God commanded a worm the next morning, and it struck the gourd, and it withered away.
Men, nan denmen maten, anvan bajou kase, Bondye fè yon mawoka pike pye masketi a. Pye masketi a mouri.
8 And it came to pass at the rising of the sun, that God commanded a burning east wind; and the sun struck on the head of Jonas, and he fainted, and despaired of his life, and said, [It is] better for me to die than to live.
Lèfini, lè solèy fin leve, Bondye fè yon sèl van lès soufle byen cho. Jonas te prèt pou pèdi konesans avèk chalè solèy la ki t'ap bat li sou tèt. Msye mande mouri, li di konsa: -Pito m' tou mouri m' fini ak sa!
9 And God said to Jonas, Are you very much grieved for the gourd? And he said, I am very much grieved, even to death.
Men, Bondye mande l' konsa: -Jonas, ou kwè ou gen rezon fache konsa pou yon ti pye masketi? Jonas reponn li: -Wi. Mwen gen rezon fache. M' fache pou m' mouri.
10 And the Lord said, You had pity on the gourd, for which you has not suffered, neither did you rear it; which came up before night, and perished before [another] night:
Lè sa a, Seyè a reponn li: -An! Ou pran lapenn pou yon ti pye masketi ki pa koute ou anyen. Se pa ou ki te fè l' grandi. Li pran yon sèl nwit pou l' grandi. Apre yon sèl jou, li mouri.
11 and shall not I spare Nineve, the great city, in which dwell more than twelve myriads of human beings, who do not know their right hand or their left hand; and [also] much cattle?
Epi ou pa ta vle m' pran lapenn pou lavil Niniv, gwo kapital sa a, kote ki gen depase sanven mil (120.000) timoun inonsan, moun ki pa konnen ni sa ki byen ni sa ki mal, ansanm ak yon kantite bèt!
