Isaiah 25
1 O LORD, You are my God! I will exalt You; I will praise Your name. For You have worked wonders— plans formed long ago— in perfect faithfulness.
O SENYÈ, Ou se Bondye mwen. Mwen va leve Ou byen wo! Mwen va bay remèsiman a non Ou, paske Ou te fè gwo mèvèy; plan yo ki te fòme depi lontan, avèk tout fidelite ak verite.
2 Indeed, You have made the city a heap of rubble, the fortified town a ruin. The fortress of strangers is a city no more; it will never be rebuilt.
Paske Ou te fè yon gran vil vin tounen yon gwo pil wòch, yon vil byen fòtifye vin detwi nèt. Yon palè pou etranje yo pa yon vil ankò; li p ap janm rebati.
3 Therefore, a strong people will honor You. The cities of ruthless nations will revere You.
Akoz sa, yon pèp byen fò va bay Ou glwa. Gran vil a nasyon ki mechan yo va fè Ou omaj.
4 For You have been a refuge for the poor, a stronghold for the needy in distress, a refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat. For the breath of the ruthless is like rain against a wall,
Ou te toujou yon abri pou sila ki san sekou yo; yon defans pou malere nan gwo twoub la, yon pwotèj kont tanpèt, lonbraj kont chalè. Paske souf a mechan yo se tankou gwo tanpèt lapli kont yon miray.
5 like heat in a dry land. You subdue the uproar of foreigners. As the shade of a cloud cools the heat, so the song of the ruthless is silenced.
Tankou chalè nan gwo sechrès, Ou fè bese zen a etranje yo; tankou chalè toupre lonbraj a yon nwaj, chanson a malveyan an vin bese ba.
6 On this mountain the LORD of Hosts will prepare a banquet for all the peoples, a feast of aged wine, of choice meat, of finely aged wine.
SENYÈ dèzame yo va prepare yon gwo bankè pou tout pèp sou mòn sa a; yon bankè diven rasi, mòso chwazi ak mwèl zo, diven byen rafine.
7 On this mountain He will swallow up the shroud that enfolds all peoples, the sheet that covers all nations;
Sou mòn sa a, Li va vale nèt kouvèti pwotèj ki sou tout pèp yo, menm vwal la ki tann sou tout nasyon yo.
8 He will swallow up death forever. The Lord GOD will wipe away the tears from every face and remove the disgrace of His people from the whole earth.
Li te vale lanmò jis pou tout tan! Senyè BONDYE a va siye tout dlo nan zye a tout moun e li va retire repwòch a pèp Li a sou tout latè. Paske SENYÈ a te pale.
9 And in that day it will be said, “Surely this is our God; we have waited for Him, and He has saved us. This is the LORD for whom we have waited. Let us rejoice and be glad in His salvation.”
Konsa, li va pale nan jou sa a, “Gade byen, sa se Bondye nou an! Sila nou te tann pou L te ka sove nou an! Sa se SENYÈ a! Sila nou t ap tann nan! Annou rejwi e fè kè kontan nan sali Li a!”
10 For the hand of the LORD will rest on this mountain. But Moab will be trampled in his place as straw is trodden into the dung pile.
Paske men SENYÈ a va rete sou mòn sa a. Epi Moab va foule kote li ye, tankou pay fin foule nan dlo a yon pil fimye.
11 He will spread out his hands within it, as a swimmer spreads his arms to swim. His pride will be brought low, despite the skill of his hands.
L ap ouvri men l byen gran nan mitan li kon yon moun k ap naje ta lonje men l yo pou naje; men SENYÈ a va desann ògèy li ansanm ak manèv koken a men li yo.
12 The high-walled fortress will be brought down, cast to the ground, into the dust.
L ap desann ranfòsman fò ki pa t ka menm pwoche la, li va anile yo, bese yo e jete yo atè, jis rive nan pousyè.
