Heremaia 20

1 Na ka rongo a Pahuru tama a Imere tohunga, tino kawana i roto i te whare o Ihowa, i a Heremaia e poropiti ana i enei mea.

Now Pashhur, the son of Immer the priest, who was chief officer in Yahweh’s house, heard Jeremiah prophesying these things.

2 Katahi a Pahuru ka patu i a Heremaia poropiti, kuhuna ana e ia ki te here waewae i te kuwaha o runga o Pineamine, ki tera i te whare o Ihowa.

Then Pashhur struck Jeremiah the prophet and put him in the stocks that were in the upper gate of Benjamin, which was in Yahweh’s house.

3 Na i te aonga ake ka whakaputaina mai a Heremaia e Pahuru i te here waewae. Katahi a Heremaia ka mea ki a ia, Ehara a Pahuru i te ingoa i huaina e Ihowa mou, engari ko Makoro Mihapipi.

On the next day, Pashhur released Jeremiah out of the stocks. Then Jeremiah said to him, “Yahweh has not called your name Pashhur, but Magormissabib.

4 No te mea ko te kupu tenei a Ihowa, Nana, ka meinga koe e ahau hei whakawehi mou ano, mo ou hoa katoa ano hoki; ka hinga ratou i te hoari a o ratou hoariri, me te titiro ano ou kanohi: ka hoatu ano e ahau a Hura katoa ki te ringa o te kingi o Pap urona, a mana ratou e whakarau ki Papurona, e patu ki te hoari.

For Yahweh says, ‘Behold, I will make you a terror to yourself and to all your friends. They will fall by the sword of their enemies, and your eyes will see it. I will give all Judah into the hand of the king of Babylon, and he will carry them captive to Babylon, and will kill them with the sword.

5 Ka hoatu ano e ahau nga rawa katoa o tenei pa, me ana mea katoa i hua mai, me ana mea utu nui katoa, ae ra, me nga taonga katoa o nga kingi o Hura, ka hoatu e ahau ki te ringa o o ratou hoariri, a ka pahuatia e ratou, ka tangohia, ka maua hoki ki Papurona.

Moreover I will give all the riches of this city, and all its gains, and all its precious things, yes, I will give all the treasures of the kings of Judah into the hand of their enemies. They will make them captives, take them, and carry them to Babylon.

6 Na, ko koe, e Pahuru, koutou ko nga tangata katoa e noho ana i tou whare, ka riro koutou ki te whakarau: a ka tae koe ki Papurona, mate atu ki reira, tanumia atu ki reira, a koe me ou hoa aroha katoa, i poropiti teka atu na koe ki a ratou.

You, Pashhur, and all who dwell in your house will go into captivity. You will come to Babylon, and there you will die, and there you will be buried, you, and all your friends, to whom you have prophesied falsely.’”

7 E Ihowa, nau ahau i hangarau, a raru ana ahau: he kaha rawa koe i ahau, a kua taea tau: kua waiho ahau hei whakakatanga i te ra katoa, kei te whakatoia ahau e te katoa.

Yahweh, you have persuaded me, and I was persuaded. You are stronger than I, and have prevailed. I have become a laughingstock all day. Everyone mocks me.

8 I oku korerotanga katoa hoki, ka hamama ahau; ka karanga ahau, He mahi nanakia, he pahua: no te mea kua waiho te kupu a Ihowa hei tawainga moku, hei whakatoinga, i te ra katoa.

For as often as I speak, I cry out; I cry, “Violence and destruction!” because Yahweh’s word has been made a reproach to me, and a derision, all day.

9 A ki te ki ahau, E kore ahau e whakahua i a ia, e kore ano hoki e korero i runga i tona ingoa a muri ake nei; na ka ka i roto i toku ngakau me te mea he ahi e ngiha ana, tutaki iho ki roto ki oku whenua, a ka ruha ahau i te koromaki, a kahore e t aea e ahau te pupuri.

If I say that I will not make mention of him, or speak any more in his name, then there is in my heart as it were a burning fire shut up in my bones. I am weary with holding it in. I can’t.

10 Kua rongo hoki ahau i te hahani a te tini, he whakawehi i nga taha katoa. Whakahengia, a ka whakahengia ia e matou, e ai ta oku hoa tapui katoa, te hunga e whanga ana i ahau kia tatu; tera pea ia e taea te whakawai, a ka kaha tatou ki a ia, a ka whiwhi tatou ki te utu i a ia.

For I have heard the defaming of many: “Terror on every side! Denounce, and we will denounce him!” say all my familiar friends, those who watch for my fall. “Perhaps he will be persuaded, and we will prevail against him, and we will take our revenge on him.”

11 Otiia kei ahau a Ihowa, ano he marohirohi, he mea whakamataku: na reira ka tutuki nga waewae o oku kaitukino, e kore hoki ta ratou e taea: tera e nui to ratou whakama, he whakama mau tonu, a e kore e warewarea, no te mea kihai i mahia ta ratou i runga i te whakaaro nui.

But Yahweh is with me as an awesome mighty one. Therefore my persecutors will stumble, and they won’t prevail. They will be utterly disappointed because they have not dealt wisely, even with an everlasting dishonor which will never be forgotten.

12 Otiia, e Ihowa o nga mano, e whakamatautau nei i te tangata tika, e kite nei i nga whatumanawa, i te ngakau, tukua ahau kia kite i tau utu ki a ratou; kua whakakitea nei hoki e ahau ki a koe taku totohe.

But Yahweh of Armies, who tests the righteous, who sees the heart and the mind, let me see your vengeance on them, for I have revealed my cause to you.

13 Waiata ki a Ihowa, whakamoemititia a Ihowa; kua whakaorangia nei hoki e ia te wairua o te rawakore i te ringa o nga kaimahi i te kino.

Sing to Yahweh! Praise Yahweh, for he has delivered the soul of the needy from the hand of evildoers.

14 Kia kanga te rangi i whanau ai ahau; kaua e whakapaingia te ra i puta mai ai ahau i roto i toku whaea.

Cursed is the day in which I was born. Don’t let the day in which my mother bore me be blessed.

15 Kia kanga te tangata nana i kawe te korero ki toku papa, i mea, Kua whanau he tamaiti mau, he tane; meinga ana kia nui tona koa.

Cursed is the man who brought news to my father, saying, “A boy is born to you,” making him very glad.

16 Kia rite taua tangata ki nga pa i hurihia e Ihowa, kihai nei i ripenetatia e ia: kia rangona e ia te karanga i te ata, te hamama i te poutumarotanga;

Let that man be as the cities which Yahweh overthrew, and didn’t repent. Let him hear a cry in the morning, and shouting at noontime,

17 He kore nona kihai i whakamate i ahau i te putanga mai ano i te kopu; a kia waiho ai toku whaea hei urupa moku, kia mau tonu ai te hapu o tona kopu.

because he didn’t kill me from the womb. So my mother would have been my grave, and her womb always great.

18 He aha ahau i puta mai ai i te kopu, kia kite i te raruraru, i te mauiui, kia poto ano oku ra i te whakama?

Why did I come out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame?