< Lamentations 1 >

1 Howe doeth the citie remaine solitarie that was full of people? she is as a widowe: she that was great among the nations, and princesse among the prouinces, is made tributarie.
Jan lavil Jerizalèm te plen moun yon lè! Gade, jounen jòdi a li chita pou kont li! Li tankou yon fanm ki pèdi mari l'. Tout nasyon sou latè te respekte pouvwa li. Li te devan tout lòt lavil yo. Koulye a, men li tounen esklav!
2 She weepeth continually in the night, and her teares runne downe by her cheekes: among all her louers, she hath none to comfort her: all her friendes haue delt vnfaithfully with her, and are her enemies.
Tout lannwit l'ap plede kriye, dlo ap koule nan je l' san rete. Nan tout moun ki te renmen l' yo, li pa jwenn yonn menm pou konsole l'. Tout zanmi l' yo trayi l', yo tout fè l' lènmi koulye a.
3 Iudah is caried away captiue because of affliction, and because of great seruitude: shee dwelleth among the heathen, and findeth no rest: all her persecuters tooke her in the straites.
Yo depòte moun peyi Jida yo, y'ap peze yo. Y'ap kraze yo anba travay di. Moun peyi Jida yo ap viv nan lòt peyi. Yo pa gen kote pou yo poze kò yo. Tout moun ki pa vle wè yo sènen yo toupatou! Pa gen chape pou yo.
4 The wayes of Zion lament, because no man commeth to the solemne feastes: all her gates are desolate: her Priests sigh: her virgins are discomfited, and she is in heauinesse.
Chemen ki mennen sou mòn Siyon yo blanch! Pesonn pa moute al fè sèvis jou fèt yo. Pòtay li yo vid. Prèt yo ap plenn. Tout medam ki konn chante yo nan lafliksyon. Mòn Siyon an nan gwo chagren.
5 Her aduersaries are the chiefe, and her enemies prosper: for the Lord hath afflicted her, for the multitude of her transgressions, and her children are gone into captiuitie before the enemie.
Lènmi l' yo pran pye sou li. Moun ki pa vle wè l' yo gen lapè avè l'. Seyè a ap fè l' soufri pou tout kantite peche li fè yo. Ata timoun piti yo depòte. Lènmi pouse yo mache devan yo!
6 And from the daughter of Zion all her beautie is departed: her princes are become like harts that finde no pasture, and they are gone without strength before the pursuer.
Lavil Jerizalèm pèdi tout prestij li. Chèf li yo tankou kabrit mawon ki pa jwenn zèb pou yo manje. Yo pa gen fòs pou yo kouri chape dèvan moun ki dèyè yo.
7 Ierusalem remembred the dayes of her affliction, and of her rebellion, and all her pleasant things, that shee had in times past, when her people fell into the hande of the enemie, and none did helpe her: the aduersarie sawe her, and did mocke at her Sabbaths.
Nan mizè kote yo ye a, nan pwonmennen toupatou sa a, moun lavil Jerizalèm yo chonje tout bèl bagay yo te gen nan tan lontan. Lè moun li yo tonbe anba men lènmi pesonn pa vin pote yo sekou. Moun ki pa vle wè l' yo ap pale sou li. Yo kontan wè jan yo fini avè l'.
8 Ierusalem hath grieuously sinned, therefore shee is in derision: all that honoured her, despise her, because they haue seene her filthinesse: yea, she sigheth and turneth backeward.
Lavil Jerizalèm te fè anpil peche! Li bay moun degoutans. Moun ki te konn gen respè pou li yo, koulye a yo pa gade l' menm. Li kanpe tankou yon fanm toutouni devan yo. Li menm, l'ap plenn, l'ap kache figi l' tèlman li wont.
9 Her filthinesse is in her skirts: she remembred not her last ende, therefore she came downe wonderfully: she had no comforter: O Lord, behold mine affliction: for the enemie is proud.
Malpwòpte te sou tout rad li, men li pa t' fè lide kote sa t'ap mennen l'. Li tonbe plat atè. Pesonn pa vin konsole li. Bondye papa m', gade nan ki mizè mwen ye non! Lènmi m' yo mete pye sou kou mwen.
10 The enemie hath stretched out his hande vpon al her pleasant things: for she hath seene the heathen enter into her Sanctuarie, whom thou diddest commande, that they shoulde not enter into thy Church.
Lènmi l' yo vòlò tout bèl bagay li te genyen. Moun Bondye te defann mete pye nan tanp lan, li wè yo antre ata kote yo mete apa pou Bondye a.
11 All her people sigh and seeke their bread: they haue giuen their pleasant thinges for meate to refresh the soule: see, O Lord, and consider: for I am become vile.
Tout moun ap plenn, y'ap chache manje pou yo manje! Yo bay tout byen yo pou yo sa jwenn manje, pou yo pa fin mouri. -Granmèt o, voye je ou gade m' non! Wè jan y'ap pase m' nan betiz!
12 Haue ye no regarde, all yee that passe by this way? behold, and see, if there be any sorowe like vnto my sorowe, which is done vnto mee, wherewith the Lord hath afflicted me in the day of his fierce wrath.
Nou tout k'ap pase la a, gade non! Sa pa di nou anyen? Pesonn pa janm pase sa m'ap pase la a. Se Bondye, Seyè a, ki ankòlè k'ap manyen avè m'.
13 From aboue hath hee sent fire into my bones, which preuaile against them: he hath spred a net for my feete, and turned me backe: hee hath made me desolate, and daily in heauinesse.
Li rete anwo, li voye dife sou mwen, yon dife ki boule tout anndan mwen. Li tann pèlen pou mwen, li fè m' tonbe atè, Li kite m' pou kont mwen. San rete m'ap kòde anba soufrans.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bounde vpon his hand: they are wrapped, and come vp vpon my necke: hee hath made my strength to fall: the Lord hath deliuered me into their hands, neither am I able to rise vp.
Li make tout peche m' yo. Li fè yon pakèt ak yo. Li pandye yo nan kou m'. Yo sitèlman lou, m' pa kapab ankò! Bondye sèl Mèt la lage m' nan men lènmi m' yo. M' pa ka kenbe tèt ak yo.
15 The Lord hath troden vnder foote all my valiant men in the middes of me: he hath called an assembly against me to destroy my yong men: the Lord hath troden the wine presse vpon the virgine the daughter of Iudah.
Bondye sèl Mèt la kraze tout vanyan gason m' te genyen yo anba pye l'. Li sanble yon foul moun pou yo atake m', pou yo touye tout jenn gason m' yo. Li kraze moun peyi Jida yo tankou kann nan moulen.
16 For these things I weepe: mine eye, euen mine eye casteth out water, because the comforter that should refresh my soule, is farre from me: my children are desolate, because the enemie preuailed.
Se poutèt sa m'ap kriye konsa! Dlo ap ponpe nan je m' san rete. Pa gen pesonn pou konsole m', pesonn pou ban m' kouraj. Lènmi m' yo gen pye yo sou kou mwen. Moun mwen yo pa gen anyen ankò.
17 Zion stretcheth out her handes, and there is none to comfort her: the Lord hath appoynted the enemies of Iaakob rounde about him: Ierusalem is as a menstruous woman in the middes of them.
Mòn Siyon an lonje men l', men, pa gen pesonn pou ba l' kouraj. Seyè a rele tout moun ki pa vle wè peyi Jakòb la, pou yo sènen l' toupatou. Lavil Jerizalèm tounen malpwòpte nan mitan yo.
18 The Lord is righteous: for I haue rebelled against his commandement: heare, I pray you, all people, and behold my sorowe: my virgins and my yong men are gone into captiuitie.
Men, Seyè a gen rezon l' nan pla men l' paske mwen te refize koute l' lè li t'ap pale m'! Nou tout moun ki toupatou, koute m'! Gade jan m'ap soufri! Yo depòte jenn gason ak jenn fi m' yo.
19 I called for my louers, but they deceiued me: my Priestes and mine Elders perished in the citie while they sought their meate to refresh their soules.
Mwen rele zanmi m' yo. Men, yo pa okipe m' menm! Prèt yo ak chèf fanmi yo mouri nan lavil la pandan y'ap chache manje pou yo reprann fòs.
20 Behold, O Lord, howe I am troubled: my bowels swell: mine heart is turned within me, for I am ful of heauinesse: the sword spoyleth abroad, as death doeth at home.
Seyè, gade jan kè m' sere non! Mwen boulvèse. Kè m' ap fè m' mal paske mwen te fè wòklò. Nan lari y'ap ansasinen mwen. Anndan kay menm, se pa pale!
21 They haue heard that I mourne, but there is none to comfort mee: all mine enemies haue heard of my trouble, and are glad, that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day, that thou hast pronounced, and they shalbe like vnto me.
Koute jan m'ap plenn. Pa gen pesonn pou ban m' kouraj. Lènmi m' yo vin konnen nan ki malè mwen ye. Yo kontan wè se ou menm ki fè m' sa. Tanpri, fè jou ou te pwomèt la rive non, pou lènmi m' yo ka vin jan mwen ye a.
22 Let all their wickednes come before thee: do vnto them, as thou hast done vnto me, for all my transgressions: for my sighes are many, and mine heart is heauy.
Jije yo pou mechanste yo. Pini yo menm jan ou pini m' pou peche m' yo. M'ap plenn anpil. Kè m' ap fann.

< Lamentations 1 >