Habakkuk 1
1 This is the burden that Habakkuk the prophet received in a vision:
Men mesaj Bondye te bay pwofèt Abakouk nan yon vizyon.
2 How long, O LORD, must I call for help but You do not hear, or cry out to You, “Violence!” but You do not save?
Seyè! Konbe tan ankò pou m' pase ap rele ou, ap mande ou sekou anvan pou ou tande m'? Konbe tan ankò pou m' pase ap rele nan zòrèy ou anvan pou ou vin delivre nou anba moun k'ap maltrete nou yo?
3 Why do You make me see iniquity? Why do You tolerate wrongdoing? Destruction and violence are before me. Strife is ongoing, and conflict abounds.
Poukisa w'ap fè m' wè tout mechanste sa yo? Ki jan ou ka rete kanpe konsa ap gade tout lenjistis sa yo? Se piyay ak mechanste ase ki devan je m'! Toupatou se goumen, se kont.
4 Therefore the law is paralyzed, and justice never goes forth. For the wicked hem in the righteous, so that justice is perverted.
Lalwa a la, li pa sèvi anyen. Ou pa ka jwenn jistis. Mechan yo ap kraze moun k'ap mache dwat. Lajistis devan dèyè.
5 “Look at the nations and observe— be utterly astounded! For I am doing a work in your days that you would never believe even if someone told you.
Seyè a pale ak pèp li a, li di: -Voye je nou gade nasyon ki bò kote nou yo. Nou pral sezi, nou pral tranble. Mwen pral fè yon travay devan je nou. Si se moun ki ta vin di nou sa, nou pa ta kwè.
6 For behold, I am raising up the Chaldeans — that ruthless and impetuous nation which marches through the breadth of the earth to seize dwellings not their own.
M'ap fè moun peyi Kalde yo kanpe. Se yon pèp ki san pitye, ki san manman. Y'ap mache toupatou sou latè, y'ap pran peyi lòt pèp nan men yo.
7 They are dreaded and feared; from themselves they derive justice and sovereignty.
Kote yo pase, yo fè moun pè yo. Yo pa nan jwèt ak pesonn. Yo pa pran lòd nan men pesonn. Yo fè sa yo pi pito.
8 Their horses are swifter than leopards, fiercer than wolves of the night. Their horsemen charge ahead, and their cavalry comes from afar. They fly like a vulture, swooping down to devour.
Chwal yo kouri pi rèd pase chat mawon. Yo pi move pase chen mawon ki grangou. Kavalye yo soti byen lwen, y'ap kouri vini. Yo tankou malfini k'ap plonje sou poul.
9 All of them come bent on violence; their hordes advance like the east wind; they gather prisoners like sand.
Sòlda yo ap vini pou fè piyay. Tout moun pè lè yo wè yo ap pwoche, paske yo ranmase prizonye an kantite, san gad dèyè.
10 They scoff at kings and make rulers an object of scorn. They laugh at every fortress and build up siege ramps to seize it.
Y'ap pase wa yo nan betiz. Y'ap pase chèf yo nan rizib. Pa gen fò ki ka rete yo. Yo annik anpile tè bò miray yo, lèfini yo moute pran yo.
11 Then they sweep by like the wind and pass on through. They are guilty; their own strength is their god.”
Yo pase tankou yon koutvan, yo kraze brize, epi y' al fè wout yo. Bondye yo se fòs yo gen nan ponyèt yo. Se nan sa yo kwè.
12 Are You not from everlasting, O LORD, my God, my Holy One? We will not die. O LORD, You have appointed them to execute judgment; O Rock, You have established them for correction.
Seyè! Depi tout tan se ou ki Bondye. Ou se Bondye m', Bondye tout bon ki la pou tout tan an. Seyè, Bondye mwen, ou menm k'ap pwoteje m'! Se pèp sa a ou chwazi pou fè travay ou? Se pèp sa a ou voye pou pini nou?
13 Your eyes are too pure to look upon evil, and You cannot tolerate wrongdoing. So why do You tolerate the faithless? Why are You silent while the wicked swallow up those more righteous than themselves?
Ou twò bon pou ou kite moun ap fè mechanste devan je ou konsa! Ou pa ka rete ap gade moun ap fè lenjistis devan ou konsa! Ki jan ou fè rete ap gade bann moun trèt sa yo? Poukisa ou pa di anyen lè mechan yo ap fini ak moun ki pi inonsan pase yo?
14 You have made men like the fish of the sea, like creeping things that have no ruler.
Kouman ou ka aji ak moun tankou si yo te pwason nan lanmè, tankou koulèv nan raje ki pa gen mèt?
15 The foe pulls all of them up with a hook; he catches them in his dragnet, and gathers them in his fishing net; so he rejoices gladly.
Moun Babilòn yo pran moun nan zen tankou pwason. Yo rale yo nan senn, yo ranmase yo nan nas. Lèfini, yo kontan, y'ap fè fèt.
16 Therefore he sacrifices to his dragnet and burns incense to his fishing net, for by these things his portion is sumptuous and his food is rich.
Se sak fè tou, yo fè ofrann bèt yo touye pou senn yo, yo boule lansan pou nas yo, paske se nan senn yo ak nan nas yo yo jwenn tout kalite bon pwason pou yo manje.
17 Will he, therefore, empty his net and continue to slay nations without mercy?
Eske yo pral toujou sèvi ak nepe yo san rete, pou yo touye moun lòt nasyon san yo pa gen pitye pou yo?
