Proverbs 30
1 These are the words of Agur son of Jakeh—the burden that this man declared to Ithiel: “I am weary, O God, and worn out.
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 the most ignorant of men, and I lack the understanding of a man.
Mwen sòt pase panyen pèsi. Se pa moun mwen ye. Mwen pa gen lespri tankou tout moun.
3 I have not learned wisdom, and I have no knowledge of the Holy One.
Mwen pa janm konnen sa ki rele konesans. Mwen pa konprann anyen nan bagay Bondye.
4 Who has ascended to heaven and come down? Who has gathered the wind in His hands? Who has bound up the waters in His cloak? Who has established all the ends of the earth? What is His name, and what is the name of His Son— surely you 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 flawless; 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 Do not add to His words, lest He rebuke you and prove you 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 ask of You— do not refuse me before I die:
Bondye, se de bagay ase mwen mande ou: Tanpri, pa refize m' yo anvan mwen mouri.
8 Keep falsehood and deceitful words far from me. Give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with the bread that is my portion.
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 Otherwise, I may have too much and deny You, saying, ‘Who is the LORD?’ Or I may become poor and steal, profaning the name of my God.
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 Do not slander a servant to his master, or he will curse you, and you will bear the guilt.
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 of those who curse their fathers and do not bless their mothers.
Gen yon kalite moun k'ap bay papa yo madichon, ki pa gen konsiderasyon pou manman yo.
12 There is a generation of those who are pure in their own eyes and yet unwashed of their filth.
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—how haughty are their eyes and pretentious are their glances—
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 whose jaws are knives, devouring the oppressed from 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 leech has two daughters: Give and Give. There are three things that are never satisfied, four that never 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, the barren womb, land never satisfied with water, and fire that never says, ‘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 As for the eye that mocks a father and scorns obedience to a mother, may the ravens of the valley pluck it out and young vultures devour 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 too wonderful for me, four that I cannot understand:
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 sky, the way of a snake on a rock, the way of a ship at 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 This is the way of an adulteress: She eats and wipes her mouth and says, ‘I have done nothing wrong.’
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 Under three things the earth trembles, under four it cannot bear up:
Gen twa bagay ki fè latè tranble. Sa m'ap di la a! Gen kat bagay moun pa ka sipòte.
22 a servant who becomes king, a fool who is filled with food,
Men yo: Se yon esklav ki rive chèf, se yon moun sòt ki gen tou sa li bezwen,
23 an unloved woman who marries, and a maidservant who supplants 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 Four things on earth are small, yet they are exceedingly wise:
Gen kat ti bèt sou latè, gen lespri pase yo nanpwen:
25 The ants are creatures of little strength, yet they store up their food in the summer;
Se foumi: yo tou fèb, men yo pase tout sezon chalè ap fè pwovizyon mete la.
26 the rock badgers are creatures of little power, yet they make their homes 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 all advance in formation;
Se krikèt vèt: yo pa gen chèf, men yo mache pa bann.
28 and the lizard can be caught in one’s hands, yet it is found in the palaces of kings.
Se zandolit: ou ka pran yo nan men ou. Men, ou jwenn yo nan palè wa yo.
29 There are three things that are stately in their stride, and four that are impressive in their walk:
Gen twa bagay ki bèl lè y'ap mache. Sa m'ap di la a! Gen kat bagay ki gen bèl demach:
30 a lion, mighty among beasts, refusing to retreat before anything;
Se lyon, se li ki pi fò nan tout zannimo, li pa pè yo yonn.
31 a strutting rooster; a he-goat; and a king with his army around him.
Se bouk kabrit. Se chwal sele bride. Se wa lè y'ap mache devan lame yo.
32 If you have foolishly exalted yourself or if you have plotted evil, put your hand over your mouth.
Si ou te sòt jouk pou ou te rive fè grandizè, kalkile sou sa ou fè a: Pe bouch ou!
33 For as the churning of milk yields butter, and the twisting of the nose draws blood, so the stirring of anger 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.
