Isaiah 47
1 “Go down and sit in the dust, O Virgin Daughter of Babylon. Sit on the ground without a throne, O Daughter of Chaldea! For you will no longer be called tender or delicate.
Ou menm, lavil Babilòn, desann sou fotèy ou a! Al chita atè nan pousyè! Yon lè, ou te tankou yon jenn tifi. Wi, kapital moun peyi Kalde yo pral chita atè plat, yo p'ap janm konsidere ou ankò tankou yon bèl tifi ki renmen plezi, ki pa nan leve ni lou ni lejè.
2 Take millstones and grind flour; remove your veil; strip off your skirt, bare your thigh, and wade through the streams.
Pran wòl moulen yo, al moulen farin! Wete vwal ki sou tèt ou a! Moute ke rad ou wotè jenou ou. Dekouvri janm ou pou ou janbe dlo.
3 Your nakedness will be uncovered and your shame will be exposed. I will take vengeance; I will spare no one.”
Rete toutouni pou moun ka wè jan ou tonbe ba! Mwen pral tire revanj. Pesonn p'ap ka rete m'.
4 Our Redeemer—the LORD of Hosts is His name— is the Holy One of Israel.
Moun k'ap delivre nou an rele Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa a, Bondye pèp Izrayèl la ki yon Bondye apa.
5 “Sit in silence and go into darkness, O Daughter of Chaldea. For you will no longer be called the queen of kingdoms.
Men sa li di lavil Babilòn: Chita la! Pa di yon mo! Rete nan fènwa a! Yo p'ap janm rele ou ankò larenn tout peyi yo.
6 I was angry with My people; I profaned My heritage, and I placed them under your control. You showed them no mercy; even on the elderly you laid a most heavy yoke.
Wi, mwen te move sou pèp mwen an. Mwen pa t' aji ak yo tankou moun pa m'. Mwen te lage yo nan men ou. Men, ou te san pitye pou yo. Ou te aji mal anpil, ata ak vye granmoun yo.
7 You said, ‘I will be queen forever.’ You did not take these things to heart or consider their outcome.
Ou te mete nan tèt ou ou t'ap toujou larenn. Ou pa t' rete kalkile bagay sa yo byen nan tèt ou. Ou pa t' kalkile ki jan sa tapral fini.
8 So now hear this, O lover of luxury who sits securely, who says to herself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me. I will never be a widow or know the loss of children.’
Koulye a, louvri zòrèy ou, ou menm ki renmen pran plezi ou, ou menm ki chita kè pòpòz epi k'ap di nan kè ou: Se mwen menm ki sèl chèf. Nanpwen lòt! Mwen p'ap janm pèdi mari m'. Mwen p'ap janm konnen sa ki rele pèdi pitit!
9 These two things will overtake you in a moment, in a single day: loss of children, and widowhood. They will come upon you in full measure, in spite of your many sorceries and the potency of your spells.
Enben! De malè sa yo pral tonbe sou ou anmenmtan, yon sèl jou. Ou pral pèdi pitit ou yo ansanm ak mari ou! Wi, malè sa yo pral tonbe ansanm sou ou, malgre tout maji ou pral fè yo, malgre pakèt wanga ou genyen yo!
10 You were secure in your wickedness; you said, ‘No one sees me.’ Your wisdom and knowledge led you astray; you told yourself, ‘I am, and there is none besides me.’
Ou te konte sou mechanste ou t'ap fè yo. Ou t'ap di nan kè ou pesonn pa wè ou. Bon konprann ak konesans vire tèt ou. Ou t'ap di nan kè ou se ou menm ki sèl chèf. Nanpwen lòt.
11 But disaster will come upon you; you will not know how to charm it away. A calamity will befall you that you will be unable to ward off. Devastation will happen to you suddenly and unexpectedly.
Yon malè pral tonbe sou ou, ou p'ap ka detounen l' ak maji ou yo. Yon sèl malè pral tonbe sou ou, ou p'ap ka fè anyen pou ou anpeche l' rive ou. W'a rete konsa, yon boulvès pral tonbe sou ou, yon boulvès ou pa t' janm mete nan tèt ou te ka rive ou.
12 So take your stand with your spells and with your many sorceries, with which you have wearied yourself from your youth. Perhaps you will succeed; perhaps you will inspire terror!
Ou mèt rete ak maji ou yo, ak tout wanga ou yo! Depi ou jenn w'ap fatige kò ou sèvi ak yo. Ou pa janm konnen, yo ka fè kichòy pou ou! Ou ka fè moun pè ou ak yo!
13 You are wearied by your many counselors; let them come forward now and save you— your astrologers who observe the stars, who monthly predict your fate.
Ou chaje ak moun k'ap ba ou konsèy jouk ou pa konn sa pou ou fè. Se pou moun ki te ba ou tout konsèy sa yo vini koulye a, se pou yo sove ou, yo menm k'ap etidye zetwal, yo menm k'ap separe syèl la an divès zòn, yo menm k'ap di ou chak lalin nouvèl tou sa ki gen pou rive.
14 Surely they are like stubble; the fire will burn them up. They cannot deliver themselves from the power of the flame. There will be no coals to warm them or fire to sit beside.
Yo tankou ti moso pay. Yon sèl dife pral boule yo. Yo p'ap menm ka sove pwòp tèt pa yo. Se p'ap yon ti dife tankou dife yo fè pou kwit manje ni tankou boukan yo limen pou moun chofe dife.
15 This is what they are to you— those with whom you have labored and traded from youth— each one strays in his own direction; not one of them can save you.
Men kote konsèy moun sa yo ap mennen ou. Ou te touye tèt ou ap sèvi yo depi ou te jenn tifi. Y'ap kouri kite ou, yo chak bò pa yo. Yo yonn p'ap rete pou delivre ou!
