Proverbs 30
1 The words of Agur the son of Jakeh, the oracle. The man says to Ithiel, to Ithiel and Ucal:
Men pawòl Agou, pitit Jake, moun peyi Masa. Men deklarasyon nonm lan te fè: Mwen bouke, Bondye! Mwen bouke, Bondye! Mwen pa kapab ankò!
2 Surely I am more brutish than any man, and have not the understanding of a man,
Mwen sòt pase panyen pèsi. Se pa moun mwen ye. Mwen pa gen lespri tankou tout moun.
3 and I have not learned wisdom, nor have I the knowledge of the Holy.
Mwen pa janm konnen sa ki rele konesans. Mwen pa konprann anyen nan bagay Bondye.
4 Who has ascended up into heaven, and descended? Who has gathered the wind in his fists? Who has bound the waters in his garment? Who has established all the ends of the earth? What is his name, and what is his son's name, if thou know?
Ki moun ki janm moute nan syèl, apre sa ki redesann sou latè? Ki moun ki janm ranmase van yo nan men l'? Ki moun ki janm mare dlo yo nan rad li? Ki moun ki fikse limit tè a? Ki jan li rele? Ki jan pitit li rele? Di m' non, si ou konnen?
5 Every word of God is tried. He is a shield to those who take refuge in him.
Bondye toujou kenbe pawòl li. Li pwoteje tout moun ki mete konfyans yo nan li.
6 Add thou not to his words, lest he reprove thee, and thou be found a liar.
Pa fè l' di sa li pa di. Si ou fè sa, l'a fè ou repwòch, l'a fè tout moun wè se mantò ou ye.
7 Two things I have asked of thee, deny me not before I die:
Bondye, se de bagay ase mwen mande ou: Tanpri, pa refize m' yo anvan mwen mouri.
8 Remove far from me falsehood and lies. Give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with the food that is needful for me,
Men yo: Pa kite m' bay manti pou m' twonpe moun. Pa fè m' ni rich ni pòv. Ban m' kantite manje mwen bezwen pou m' viv la.
9 lest I be full, and deny thee, and say, Who is Jehovah? or lest I be poor, and steal, and use the name of my God profanely.
Si mwen gen twòp, m'a vire do ba ou, m'a di mwen pa konnen ki moun ou ye. Si mwen pa gen ase, m'a vòlò, m'a fè yo pase ou nan betiz.
10 Slander not a servant to his master, lest he curse thee, and thou be held guilty.
Pa janm pale yon domestik mal devan mèt li. L'a madichonnen ou, l'a fè ou peye bouch ou.
11 There is a generation who curses their father, and does not bless their mother.
Gen yon kalite moun k'ap bay papa yo madichon, ki pa gen konsiderasyon pou manman yo.
12 There is a generation who are pure in their own eyes, and yet are not washed from their filthiness.
Gen yon lòt kalite moun ki konprann yo nan kondisyon pou fè sèvis Bondye. Men, pi mal pase yo nanpwen.
13 There is a generation, O how lofty are their eyes, and their eyelids are lifted up.
Gen yon lòt kalite moun ankò ki mete nan tèt yo yo pa kanmarad pesonn, wa pa kouzen yo.
14 There is a generation whose teeth are swords, and their jaw teeth, knives, to devour the poor from off the earth, and the needy from among men.
Gen yon lòt kalite moun, se bèt nan bwa yo ye. Pou yo viv, y'ap devore malere yo, y'ap pwofite sou pòv yo.
15 The leach has two daughters, crying, Give, give. There are three things that are never satisfied, yea, four that do not say, Enough:
Sansi gen de pitit fi: tou de gen menm non, yo rele: Ban mwen! Ban mwen! Gen twa bagay ki pa janm di ase. Sa m'ap di la a! Gen kat bagay ki pa janm di se kont.
16 Sheol, and the barren womb, the earth that is not satisfied with water, and the fire that does not say, Enough. (Sheol h7585)
Men yo: Se peyi kote mò yo ye a, se fanm ki pa ka fè pitit, se tè a ki pa janm bwè kont dlo li, epi se dife. Bagay sa yo pa janm di ase. (Sheol h7585)
17 The eye that mocks at his father, and despises to obey his mother, the ravens of the valley shall pick it out, and the young eagles shall eat it.
Yon pitit ki pase papa l' nan betiz, ki pa respekte lòd manman l', chen gen pou devore kadav li nan raje, zwezo nan bwa va manje grenn je li.
18 There are three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four which I know not:
Gen twa bagay mwen pa janm ka konprann. Sa m'ap di la a! Gen kat bagay konsa.
19 The way of an eagle in the air, the way of a serpent upon a rock, the way of a ship in the midst of the sea, and the way of a man with a maiden.
Men yo: Se jan malfini plane nan syèl la, se jan koulèv mache sou wòch, se jan bato kouri sou lanmè, se jan gason ak fanm rive fè lamou.
20 So is the way of an adulterous woman: She eats, and wipes her mouth, and says, I have done no iniquity.
Men ki jan fanm k'ap twonpe mari yo fè: Lè yo fin fè sa y'ap fè a, yo benyen byen pwòp, epi yo di: Mwen pa fè anyen ki mal.
21 For three things the earth trembles, and for four, which it cannot bear:
Gen twa bagay ki fè latè tranble. Sa m'ap di la a! Gen kat bagay moun pa ka sipòte.
22 For a servant when he is king, and a fool when he is filled with food,
Men yo: Se yon esklav ki rive chèf, se yon moun sòt ki gen tou sa li bezwen,
23 for a hateful woman when she is married, and a handmaid that is heir to her mistress.
se yon fanm ki pa t' janm jwenn moun renmen l' epi ki resi mare yon nòs, se yon sèvant ki pran plas metrès li.
24 There are four things which are little upon the earth, but they are exceedingly wise:
Gen kat ti bèt sou latè, gen lespri pase yo nanpwen:
25 The ants are a people not strong, yet they prepare their food in the summer,
Se foumi: yo tou fèb, men yo pase tout sezon chalè ap fè pwovizyon mete la.
26 the conies are but a feeble folk, yet they make their houses in the rocks,
Se chat mawon: yo pa pi fò pase sa. Men, yo fè kay yo nan twou wòch.
27 the locusts have no king, yet they go forth all of them by bands,
Se krikèt vèt: yo pa gen chèf, men yo mache pa bann.
28 the lizard takes hold with her hands, yet she is in kings' palaces.
Se zandolit: ou ka pran yo nan men ou. Men, ou jwenn yo nan palè wa yo.
29 There are three things which are stately in their march, yea, four which are stately in going:
Gen twa bagay ki bèl lè y'ap mache. Sa m'ap di la a! Gen kat bagay ki gen bèl demach:
30 The lion, which is mightiest among beasts, and turns not away from any,
Se lyon, se li ki pi fò nan tout zannimo, li pa pè yo yonn.
31 the greyhound, also the he-goat, and the king against whom there is no rising up.
Se bouk kabrit. Se chwal sele bride. Se wa lè y'ap mache devan lame yo.
32 If thou have done foolishly in lifting up thyself, or if thou have thought evil, lay thy hand upon thy mouth.
Si ou te sòt jouk pou ou te rive fè grandizè, kalkile sou sa ou fè a: Pe bouch ou!
33 For the churning of milk brings forth butter, and the wringing of the nose brings forth blood, so the forcing of wrath brings forth strife.
Si ou bat lèt, l'ap fè bè. Si ou frape yon moun sou men l', l'ap senyen. Si ou nan pouse dife, ou nan gwo kont.
