Habakkuk 3
1 A PRAYER OF HABACUC THE PROPHET FOR IGNORANCES.
Men lapriyè pwofèt Abakouk te fè pou li plenyen sò li bay Bondye.
2 O Lord, I have heard thy hearing, and was afraid. O Lord, thy work, in the midst of the years bring it to life: In the midst of the years thou shalt make it known: when thou art angry, thou wilt remember mercy.
-Seyè! Mwen tande tou sa ou te di. M' sezi, m'ap tranble nan tout kò m'. Seyè, gwo mèvèy ou te konn fè nan tan lontan yo, koulye a, fè nou wè yo nan lanne k'ap vini yo. Menm lè ou fache, pa bliye gen pitye pou nou!
3 God will come from the south, and the holy one from mount Pharan: His glory covered the heavens, and the earth is full of his praise.
Bondye ap vini soti peyi Edon. Bondye tout bon an ap desann soti sou mòn Paran an. Pouvwa li kouvri tout syèl la. Lwanj li toupatou sou latè.
4 His brightness shall be as the light; horns are in his hands: There is his strength hid:
Li klere kou gwo solèy. Zèklè ap soti nan men l'. Se la li kache tout pouvwa li.
5 Death shall go before his face. And the devil shall go forth before his feet.
Li voye vye maladi pran devan li. Li mete lanmò mache dèyè l'.
6 He stood and measured the earth. He beheld, and melted the nations: and the ancient mountains were crushed to pieces. The hills of the world were bowed down by the journeys of his eternity.
Lè l' kanpe, latè pran tranble. Li annik gade, moun tout nasyon gen kè kase. Mòn ki la depi lontan yo kraze an miyèt moso. Ti mòn tan lontan yo vin plat. Chemen kote li te konn pase tan lontan yo louvri devan l'.
7 I saw the tents of Ethiopia for their iniquity, the curtains of the land of Madian shall be troubled.
Mwen wè moun peyi Letiopi yo nan gwo lafliksyon. Moun peyi Madyan yo tou pè.
8 Wast thou angry, O Lord, with the rivers? or was thy wrath upon the rivers? or thy indignation in the sea? Who will ride upon thy horses: and thy chariots are salvation.
Eske se sou gwo rivyè yo ou move konsa, Seyè? Eske se sou lanmè a ou fache? Eske se sou lanmè a ou ankòlè konsa, kifè ou moute sou nwaj yo tankou sou chwal ou, tankou sou cha ou pou al delivre pèp ou a?
9 Thou wilt surely take up thy bow: according to the oaths which thou hast spoken to the tribes. Thou wilt divide the rivers of the earth.
Ou kenbe banza ou tou pare nan men ou. Pawòl ou se pakèt flèch anpwazonnen. Zèklè ou yo fann tè a louvri.
10 The mountains saw thee, and were grieved: the great body of waters passed away. The deep put forth its voice: the deep lifted up its hands.
Mòn yo wè ou, yo pran tranble. Gwo lapli ap tonbe soti nan syèl la. Dlo anba tè yo ap gwonde. Gwo lanm lanmè ap leve byen wo.
11 The sun and the moon stood still in their habitation, in the light of thy arrows, they shall go in the brightness of thy glittering spear.
Flèch ou yo pati tankou zèklè. Lans ou yo klere byen klere. Lalin ak solèy pa parèt tèt yo deyò.
12 In thy anger thou wilt tread the earth under foot: in thy wrath thou wilt astonish the nations.
Ou move, w'ap mache toupatou sou latè. Nan kòlè ou, ou pilonnen nasyon yo anba pye ou.
13 Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people: for salvation with thy Christ. Thou struckest the head of the house of the wicked: thou hast laid bare his foundation even to the neck.
Ou soti pou delivre pèp ou a, pou sove wa ou chwazi a. Ou kraze chèf mechan yo. Ou detwi tout moun li yo nèt.
14 Thou hast cursed his sceptres, the head of his warriors, them that came out as a whirlwind to scatter me. Their joy was like that of him that devoureth the poor man in secret.
Avèk flèch ou yo, ou pèse kòmandan an chèf lame yo a, lè yo t'ap vare sou nou tankou yon van tanpèt pou gaye nou. Je yo gran louvri ak kontantman tankou moun ki pral devore pòv malere yo kote yo kache a.
15 Thou madest a way in the sea for thy horses, in the mud of many waters.
Ou foule lanmè a anba pye chwal ou yo. Ou fè dlo lanmè a kimen.
16 I have heard and my bowels were troubled: my lips trembled at the voice. Let rottenness enter into my bones, and swarm under me. That I may rest in the day of tribulation: that I may go up to our people that are girded.
Mwen tande tou sa. Vant mwen bouyi! Lè m' tande tout bri sa yo, bouch mwen pran tranble. Tout zo nan kò m' ap fè m' mal. M' pa ka kanpe sou janm mwen ankò! Mwen rete byen trankil, m'ap tann jou malè a rive, jou Bondye pral mache pran moun k'ap chache nou kont yo.
17 For the fig tree shall not blossom: and there shall be no spring in the vines. The labour of the olive tree shall fail: and the fields shall yield no food: the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls.
Pye fig frans yo te mèt pa donnen, pye rezen yo te mèt pa bay rezen, rekòt oliv yo te mèt pa bon, jaden yo te mèt pa bay manje, mouton yo te mèt mouri nan sèka yo, bèf yo te mèt mouri nan pak yo,
18 But I will rejoice in the Lord: and I will joy in God my Jesus.
mwen menm, m'ap toujou kontan poutèt Seyè a. M'ap fè fèt pou Bondye k'ap delivre m' lan.
19 The Lord God is my strength: and he will make my feet like the feet of harts: and he the conqueror will lead me upon my high places singing psalms.
Se Seyè a ki tout fòs mwen. Li asire pye m' tankou pye kabrit. Li fè m' mache sou mòn yo, san m' pa tonbe. Pou chèf k'ap dirije moun k'ap chante yo.
