Isaiah 32
1 Behold, a king reigns for righteousness, As for princes, they rule for judgment.
Gade byen, yon wa va renye ak ladwati e prens yo va renye ak jistis.
2 And each has been as a hiding place [from] wind, And as a secret hiding place [from] inundation, As streams of waters in a dry place, As a shadow of a heavy rock in a weary land.
Yon nonm va tankou yon abri kont van ak yon pwotèj kont tanpèt, tankou sous dlo nan yon peyi sèch, tankou lonbraj a yon gwo wòch nan yon peyi ki deseche.
3 And the eyes of beholders are not dazzled, And the ears of hearers attend.
Alò, zye a sila ki wè yo, p ap vin avegle; zòrèy a sila ki tande yo, va koute.
4 And the heart of those hurried understands to know, And the tongue of stammerers hurries to speak clearly.
Kè a sila ki aji san reflechi a va konprann verite, e lang lan a sila ki bege a va pale klè.
5 A fool is no more called “noble,” And to a miser it is not said, “rich”;
Li p ap rive ankò ke yo rele moun fou, prens; ni rele vakabon, moun bon kè.
6 For a fool speaks folly, And his heart does iniquity, to do profanity, And to speak error concerning YHWH, To empty the soul of the hungry, Indeed, he causes the thirsty to lack [their] drink.
Paske moun fou a pale foli, e kè li apiye vè mechanste: pou fè sa ki kont Bondye e pale mal kont SENYÈ a, pou kenbe moun grangou a san satisfè, e pou anpeche moun swaf la bwè.
7 And the miser—his instruments [are] evil, He has counseled wicked schemes, To corrupt the poor with lying sayings, Even when the needy speaks justly.
Pou vakabon an, zam li se mechanste. Li fòme plan mechan pou detwi moun aflije a ak kout lang, malgre sila ki nan bezwen an pale sa ki bon.
8 And the noble counseled noble things, And he rises up for noble things.
Men sila ki prens toujou fòme plan ki bèl; epi pa bèl plan an, ap kanpe.
9 Women, easy ones, rise, hear my voice, Daughters, confident ones, give ear [to] my saying,
Leve ou menm, O fanm ki alèz e tande vwa mwen! Prete zòrèy a pawòl mwen, fi ki alèz, san pwoblèm yo.
10 In days and a year You are troubled, O confident ones, For harvest has been consumed, The gathering does not come.
Nan yon ane ak kèk jou, nou va twouble, O fi ki san pridans yo; paske, afè fwi diven an va fini, ni rekòlt la p ap rive.
11 Tremble, you women, you easy ones, Be troubled, you confident ones, Strip and make bare, with a girdle on the loins,
Tranble, fanm alèz yo; twouble, nou menm ki san pridans! Retire rad nou, dezabiye nou e mete twal sak nan senti nou.
12 They are lamenting for breasts, For fields of desire, for the fruitful vine.
Bat lestomak nou pou bèl chan jaden yo, pou chan ki plen ak fwi rezen yo.
13 Over the ground of my people thorn [and] brier go up, Surely over all houses of joy of the exulting city,
Anplispou peyi a pèp mwen an, kote pikan ak raje va pouse monte; wi pou tout kay plen ak jwa yo ak gran vil kè kontan yo.
14 The palace has been left, The multitude of the city forsaken, Fort and watchtower have been for dens for all time, A joy of wild donkeys—a pasture of herds;
Paske palè a vin vid, e gran vil plen moun yo vin abandone. Kolin ak fò ki wo yo vin tounen kav yo jis pou tout tan, yon plezi pou bourik mawon, yon patiraj pou bann mouton yo;
15 Until the Spirit is emptied out on us from on high, And a wilderness has become a fruitful field, And the fruitful field is reckoned for a forest.
jiskaske Lespri a vide sou nou soti anwo, epi savann nan vin fè yon chan fètil, e chan fètil la va vin konsidere kon yon forè.
16 And judgment has dwelt in the wilderness, And righteousness remains in the fruitful field.
Nan lè sa a lajistis va demere nan dezè a e ladwati nan chan fètil la.
17 And a work of the righteousness has been peace, And a service of the righteousness—Keeping quiet and confidence for all time.
Epi zèv ladwati a va lapè, e sèvis ladwati a va kalm ak konfyans k ap dire jis pou tout tan.
18 And My people have dwelt in a peaceful habitation, And in steadfast dwelling places, And in quiet resting places.
Nan lè sa a, pèp mwen an va viv nan yon abitasyon lapè, ak sekirite ki san twoub nan plas repo san pwoblèm.
19 And it has hailed in the going down of the forest, And the city is low in the valley.
Malgre lagrèl tonbe kraze forè a, e gran vil la va vin devaste nèt.
20 Blessed [are] you sowing by all waters, Sending forth the foot of the ox and the donkey!
A la beni nou va beni, nou menm ki simen akote tout dlo yo, ki lage pye bèf ak bourik la.
