Ezekiel 2
1 This was the vision of the likeness of the glory of the Lord. And I saw, and I fell upon my face, and I heard the voice of one that spoke. And he said to me: Son of man, stand upon thy feet, and I will speak to thee.
Li te di mwen: “Fis a lòm, kanpe sou pye ou pou m ka pale avèk ou!”
2 And the spirit entered into me after that he spoke to me, and he set me upon my feet: and I heard him speaking to me,
Pandan Li t ap pale ak mwen an, Lespri a te antre nan mwen. Li te mete mwen sou pye mwen, epi mwen te tande Li pale ak mwen.
3 And saying: Son of man, I send thee to the children of Israel, to a rebellious people, that hath revolted from me, they, and their fathers, have transgressed my covenant even unto this day.
Li te di m: “Fis a lòm, Mwen ap voye ou kote fis Israël yo, a yon pèp rebèl ki te fè rebèl kont Mwen. Yo menm ak papa zansèt yo te transgrese kont Mwen jis rive jodi a.
4 And they to whom I send thee are children of a hard face, and of an obstinate heart: and thou shalt say to them: Thus saith the Lord God:
M ap voye ou kote sila yo ki angran, ki gen tèt di. Ou va di yo: ‘Konsa pale Senyè BONDYE a.’
5 If so be they at least will hear, and if so be they will forbear, for they are a provoking house: and they shall know that there hath been a prophet in the midst of them.
Pou yo menm, menm si yo koute oswa pa koute—paske se kay rebèl ke yo ye—yo va konnen ke yon pwofèt te pami yo.
6 And thou, O son of man, fear not, neither be thou afraid of their words: for thou art among unbelievers and destroyers, and thou dwellest with scorpions. Fear not their words, neither be thou dismayed at their looks: for they are a provoking house.
Epi ou menm, fis a lòm, pa krent yo ni krent pawòl yo, malgre pikan ak zepin avèk ou, e malgre ou chita pami eskòpyon yo. Ni pa krent pawòl yo, ni twouble nan prezans yo, paske se yon kay rebèl ke yo ye.
7 And thou shalt speak my words to them, if perhaps they will hear, and forbear: for they provoke me to anger.
Men ou va pale pawòl Mwen yo avèk yo, menm si yo koute oswa yo pa koute, paske se rebèl yo ye.
8 But thou, O son of man, hear all that I say to thee: and do not thou provoke me, as that house provoketh me: open thy mouth, and eat what I give thee.
Alò, ou menm, fis a lòm, koute sa ke M ap pale ou a. Pa vin fè rebèl tankou kay rebèl sila a. Ouvri bouch ou pou manje sa ke M ap bay ou a.”
9 And I looked, and behold, a hand was sent to me, wherein was a book rolled up:
Konsa, mwen te gade e gade byen, yon men te lonje vè mwen menm. Epi alò, yon woulo liv te ladann.
10 and he spread it before me, and it was written within and without: and there were written in it lamentations, and canticles, and woe.
Lè L te louvri li devan mwen, li te ekri ni pa devan ni pa dèyè, e ekri sou li, se te lamantasyon, doulè ak mizè.
