Micah 7
1 Woe is me, for I am as the sommer gatherings, and as the grapes of the vintage: there is no cluster to eate: my soule desired the first ripe fruites.
Ala malè pou mwen, mezanmi! Mwen tankou yon moun ki grangou nan mitan sezon rekòt epi ki pa jwenn yon ti fwi sou pyebwa, ni yon ti grenn rezen pou m' mete nan bouch mwen. Tout rezen fin keyi. Tout bon fig frans fin tonbe.
2 The good man is perished out of the earth, and there is none righteous among men: they all lye in wayte for blood: euery man hunteth his brother with a net.
Pa rete moun serye nan peyi a ankò. Pa gen moun k'ap sèvi Bondye ak tout kè yo. Tout moun ap tann chans pa yo pou mete men yo nan san. Moun ap mache mete pèlen yonn pou lòt.
3 To make good for the euil of their hands, the prince asked, and the iudge iudgeth for a reward: therefore the great man he speaketh out the corruption of his soule: so they wrapt it vp.
Yo tout pase mèt nan fè sa ki mal ak de men yo. Chèf yo ap fè egzijans. Jij yo ap mande lajan anba pou regle zafè pou moun. Grannèg yo menm mande sa yo vle. Se konsa yo tout yo fè yon sèl bann ansanm.
4 The best of them is as a brier, and the most righteous of them is sharper then a thorne hedge: the day of thy watchmen and thy visitation commeth: then shalbe their confusion.
Moun ki ta pi bon nan mitan yo a, se ponya wouye. Sa ki ta yon ti jan pi serye a, li boule pase lèt kandelab, li koupe pase zèb razwa. Jou pou Bondye pini pèp li a pral rive, jan l' te voye yo avèti l' la. Lè sa a, pèp la p'ap konnen ni sa pou l' di ni sa pou l' fè.
5 Trust ye not in a friend, neither put ye confidence in a counseller: keepe the doores of thy mouth from her that lyeth in thy bosome.
Pa mete konfyans ou nan zanmi! Pa apiye sou ankenn bon zanmi! Veye bouch ou ata ak madanm ou!
6 For the sonne reuileth the father: ye daughter riseth vp against her mother: the daughter in lawe against her mother in lawe, and a mans enemies are the men of his owne house.
Lè sa a, pitit gason p'ap gen respè pou papa yo. Pitit fi ap kenbe tèt ak manman yo. Bèlfi ap fè kont ak bèlmè yo. Pi gwo lènmi ou se va pwòp moun k'ap viv nan kò kay ou.
7 Therefore I will looke vnto the Lord: I will waite for God my Sauiour: my God will heare me.
Men, se Seyè a ki tout mwen. Avèk konfyans, m'ap tann Bondye k'ap vin pou delivre m' lan. Wi, Bondye mwen an ap tande m'!
8 Reioyce not against me, O mine enemie: though I fall, I shall arise: when I shall sit in darkenesse, the Lord shalbe a light vnto me.
Nou menm ki pa vle wè lavil Jerizalèm, nou pa bezwen kontan wè malè rive nou, nou menm moun lavil Jerizalèm. Nou tonbe, n'a leve ankò! Nou te mèt chita nan fènwa koulye a, Seyè a va yon limyè pou nou.
9 I will beare the wrath of the Lord because I haue sinned against him, vntill he pleade my cause, and execute iudgement for me: then will he bring me foorth to the light, and I shall see his righteousnesse.
Se pou nou sipòte kòlè Seyè a paske nou fè peche kont Seyè a. Men bout pou bout, l'a pran defans nou, l'a rann nou jistis. L'ap mennen nou deyò nan limyè a ankò, n'a viv pou nou wè jistis Bondye.
10 Then she that is mine enemie, shall looke vpon it, and shame shall couer her, which said vnto me, Where is the Lord thy God? Mine eyes shall behold her: now shall she be troden downe as the myre of the streetes.
Lè sa a, lènmi nou yo va wè sa, y'a wont, yo menm ki te konn ap mande nou: O wi! Kote Seyè a, Bondye nou an! N'a wè ak je nou jan lènmi nou yo ap fini. Y'a foule yo anba pye, y'a meprize yo tankou labou nan lari.
11 This is ye day, that thy walles shalbe built: this day shall driue farre away the decree.
Nou menm, moun lavil Jerizalèm, jou pou nou rebati miray lavil la prèt pou rive. Lè sa a, y'a agrandi peyi a.
12 In this day also they shall come vnto thee from Asshur, and from the strong cities, and from the strong holdes euen vnto the riuer, and from Sea to Sea, and from mountaine to mountaine.
Wi, lè sa a, moun nou yo va tounen soti toupatou vin jwenn nou. Y'a soti nan peyi Lasiri bò solèy leve, y'a soti Lejip nan sid, y'a soti lòt bò larivyè Lefrat, y'a soti byen lwen lòt bò lanmè ak lòt bò mòn yo.
13 Notwithstanding, the lande shall be desolate because of them that dwell therein, and for the fruites of their inuentions.
Men, tè a ap tounen dezè akòz mechanste moun k'ap viv sou li yo.
14 Feed thy people with thy rod, the flocke of thine heritage (which dwell solitarie in the wood) as in the middes of Carmel: let them feede in Bashan and Gilead, as in olde time.
Seyè! Aji ak pèp ou te chwazi pou ou a tankou yon bon gadò k'ap pran swen mouton l' yo. Koulye a, pèp ou a rete pou kont li nan yon rakbwa ki antoure ak bon tè. Kite y' al manje nan bèl jaden peyi Bazan ak peyi Galarad jan yo te konn fè l' nan tan lontan an!
15 According to the dayes of thy comming out of the lande of Egypt, will I shewe vnto him marueilous things.
Seyè! Fè mèvèy pou nou jan ou te fè l' lè ou te fè nou soti kite peyi Lejip la!
16 The nations shall see, and be confounded for all their power: they shall lay their hande vpon their mouth: their eares shall be deafe.
Moun lòt nasyon yo va wè sa, y'a wont malgre tout fòs yo genyen. Y'a mete men nan bouch. Y'a sezi,
17 They shall licke the dust like a serpent: they shall mooue out of their holes like wormes: they shalbe afraide of the Lord our God, and shall feare because of thee.
y'a trennen kò yo atè nan pousyè tankou koulèv. Y'a mache tankou bèt k'ap trennen sou vant! Y'a pè, y'a kouri soti nan fò yo. Y'a tranble devan Bondye, y'a tounen vin jwenn li. Y'a tranble tankou fèy bwa akòz Seyè a.
18 Who is a God like vnto thee, that taketh away iniquitie, and passeth by the transgression of the remnant of his heritage! He reteineth not his wrath for euer, because mercie pleaseth him.
Pa gen bondye tankou ou, ou menm ki padonnen mechanste ti rès ki rete nan pèp ou a, ou menm ki pa gade sou sa yo fè ki mal. Ou pa fache pou tout tan. Ou pran tout plezi ou nan gen pitye pou moun.
19 He will turne againe, and haue compassion vpon vs: he will subdue our iniquities, and cast all their sinnes into the bottome of the sea.
Wi, w'a gen pitye pou nou ankò. W'a pran peche nou yo mete anba pye ou. W'a voye yo jete nan fon lanmè!
20 Thou wilt perfourme thy trueth to Iaakob, and mercie to Abraham, as thou hast sworne vnto our fathers in olde time.
W'a moutre pitit Jakòb yo jan ou toujou kenbe pawòl ou. W'a moutre pitit Abraram yo jan ou p'ap janm sispann renmen yo, jan ou te sèmante l' bay zansèt nou yo nan tan lontan!
