Isaiah 51
1 “Listen to Me, you pursuing righteousness, Seeking YHWH, Look attentively to the rock—you have been hewn, And to the hole of the pit—you have been dug.
Men sa Seyè a di: -Nou tout ki dèyè delivrans, nou tout k'ap chache Seyè a, chonje wòch kote nou soti a, chonje min kote yo wete nou an!
2 Look attentively to your father Abraham, And to Sarah—she brings you forth, For—one—I have called him, And I bless him, and multiply him.”
Chonje Abraram, zansèt nou an, ak Sara, manman ki fè nou an! Lè m' te rele Abraram, li pa t' gen pitit. Mwen beni l', mwen ba li anpil pitit.
3 For YHWH has comforted Zion, He has comforted all her ruins, And He sets her wilderness as Eden, And her desert as a garden of YHWH, Joy, indeed, gladness is found in her, Confession, and the voice of song.
Mwen menm Seyè a, mwen pral gen pitye pou peyi Siyon an, pou tout moun k'ap viv nan kay kraze l' yo. M'ap fè tout dezè li yo tounen bèl jaden, tout savann li yo tounen tankou premye jaden mwen te plante Edenn lan. Se kè kontan, se fèt ase ki va gen la. Y'a chante, y'a fè mizik pou di m' mèsi.
4 “Attend to Me, O My people, And, O My nation, give ear to Me. For a law goes out from Me, And My judgment to the light, I cause peoples to rest.
Nou menm pèp mwen, koute sa m'ap di nou: Nou menm nasyon yo, pare zòrèy nou: Se mwen menm ki bay lalwa ki la pou rann jistis, pou sa sèvi yon limyè pou tout nasyon yo.
5 My righteousness [is] near, My salvation has gone out, And My arms judge peoples, Islands wait on Me, Indeed, on My arm they wait with hope.
Mwen p'ap mize vin sove nou. Talè konsa m'ap delivre nou. Se mwen menm ki pral gouvènen nasyon yo. Moun ki sou zile yo ap tann mwen vini, y'ap tann mwen vin delivre yo.
6 Lift up your eyes to the heavens, And look attentively to the earth beneath, For the heavens have vanished as smoke, And the earth wears out as a garment, And its inhabitants die as gnats, And My salvation is for all time, And My righteousness is not broken.
Leve je nou gade syèl la! Voye je gade latè! Syèl la pral disparèt tankou lafimen. Latè pral fini tankou yon vye rad. Moun ki rete sou latè pral mouri tankou mouch. Men, delivrans m'ap ba yo a ap la pou tout tan. Mwen p'ap janm bezwen delivre yo ankò apre sa.
7 Listen to Me, you who know righteousness, A people in whose heart [is] My law, Do not fear the reproach of men, And do not be frightened of their reviling,
Nou menm ki konnen sa ki dwat, koute sa m'ap di nou. Nou menm ki kenbe lòd mwen yo nan kè nou, nou pa bezwen pè lè moun ap trennen nou nan labou, nou pa bezwen tranble lè moun ap joure nou.
8 For a moth eats them as a garment, And a worm eats them as wool, And My righteousness is for all time, And My salvation from generation to generation.”
Moun sa yo pral disparèt tankou rad sizo ap devore. Yo pral fini tankou twal ki kanni. Men delivrans m'ap ban nou an ap la pou tout tan. Pitit pitit nou yo p'ap janm nan ka pou m' delivre yo ankò.
9 Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of YHWH, Awake, as [in] days of old, generations of the ages, Are You not it that is hewing down Rahab, Piercing a dragon?
Leve non, Seyè! Leve non! Mete kouraj ou sou ou, Seyè! Leve non, tankou nan tan lontan, jan ou te fè l' sou tan zansèt nou yo! Apa ou menm ki te fann Raab pak an pak? Apa ou menm ki te pèse gwo dragon lanmè a?
10 Are You not it that is drying up a sea, Waters of a great deep? That has made deep places of a sea A way for the passing of the redeemed?
Se ou menm ki te cheche dlo lanmè a. Se ou menm ki te louvri yon chemen nan mitan lanmè a pou moun ou t'ap delivre yo te ka pase.
11 And the ransomed of YHWH return, And they have come to Zion with singing, And continuous joy [is] on their head, They attain gladness and joy, Sorrow and sighing have fled away,
Moun Seyè a delivre yo ap tounen lakay yo. Y'ap rive sou mòn Siyon an avèk chante nan bouch yo, ak yon kontantman nan tout figi yo, yon sèl kè kontan ki p'ap janm fini. P'ap gen lapenn, p'ap gen plenyen ankò. Se va kè kontan ak fèt pou tout tan.
12 “I [am] He who comforts you, Who [are] you—and you are afraid of man? He dies! And of the son of man—he is made [like] grass!
Seyè a di: -Se mwen menm k'ap ban nou kouraj. Poukisa pou nou ta pè moun ki la pou mouri, moun ki gen pou pase tankou zèb nan savann?
13 And you forget YHWH your Maker, Who is stretching out the heavens, and founding earth, And you continually fear all the day, Because of the fury of the oppressor, As he has prepared to destroy. And where [is] the fury of the oppressor?
Gen lè ou bliye Seyè ki te fè ou la, li menm ki te louvri syèl la epi ki te poze fondasyon latè a? Poukisa tout lajounen w'ap tranble konsa devan kòlè moun k'ap peze ou yo, moun k'ap chache detwi ou yo? Kisa kòlè moun sa yo ka fè ou?
14 A wanderer has hurried to be loosed, And he does not die in the pit, And his bread is not lacking.
Talè konsa, yo pral lage moun ki nan prizon yo. Yo p'ap mouri nan kacho. Y'a jwenn kont manje pou yo manje.
15 And I [am] your God YHWH, Quieting the sea when its billows roar, YHWH of Hosts [is] His Name.
Se mwen menm, Seyè a, ki Bondye ou la. Mwen souke dlo lanmè a, mwen fè lanm lanmè yo gwonde. Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa a, se konsa yo rele m'!
16 And I put My words in your mouth, And have covered you with the shadow of My hand, To plant the heavens, and to found earth, And to say to Zion, You [are] My people.”
Lè m' t'ap louvri syèl la, lè m' t'ap mete fondasyon latè a, mwen te di moun Siyon yo: se pèp mwen nou ye. Mwen te mete pawòl mwen nan bouch nou. Mwen te pwoteje nou ak fòs ponyèt mwen.
17 Stir yourself, stir yourself, rise, Jerusalem, You who have drunk from the hand of YHWH The cup of His fury, The goblet, the cup of trembling, you have drunk, You have wrung out.
Leve non, lavil Jerizalèm! Leve non! Souke kò ou. Leve non! Ou fin bwè gode chatiman Bondye te ba ou bwè nan kòlè li a. Ou bwè dènye degout ki te nan gode a jouk li fè tèt ou vire!
18 There is not a leader to her Out of all the sons she has borne, And there is none laying hold on her hand Out of all the sons she has nourished.
Nanpwen yonn nan tout pitit li fè yo ki la pou moutre l' chemen pou l' pran. Pa gen yonn nan tout pitit li elve yo ki la pou ba l' men.
19 These two are meeting you, Who is moved for you? Spoiling and destruction, famine and sword! By whom do I comfort you?
De malè tonbe sou ou yonn apre lòt. Ki moun ki ka plenn sò ou? Yo ravaje peyi a, yo fini avè l'. Grangou ak lagè fin touye moun ou yo. Pa gen moun ankò ki pou ba ou kouraj.
20 Your sons have been wrapped up, they have lain down, At the head of all out places, as an antelope [in] a dragnet, They are full of the fury of YHWH, The rebuke of Your God.
Nan tout kwen lari, moun ou yo kouche atè san konesans. Tankou bèt nan bwa, yo pran nan pèlen. Kòlè Seyè a fè yo sou. Bondye pa nan pale mete la.
21 Therefore, please hear this, O afflicted and drunken one, and not with wine,
Se poutèt sa, nou menm moun lavil Jerizalèm ki nan soufrans, koute pawòl sa yo byen, nou menm ki sou tankou si nou te bwè diven.
22 Thus said your Lord YHWH, and your God, He pleads [for] His people: “Behold, I have taken the cup of trembling out of your hand, The goblet, the cup of My fury, You do not add to drink it anymore.
Seyè a, Bondye nou an, pale. Men sa Bondye k'ap pran defans pèp li a di: -Mwen pral wete nan men nou gode mwen te ban nou bwè nan kòlè mwen an. Nou p'ap gen pou nou bwè ankò nan gode k'ap fè nou sou a.
23 And I have put it into the hand of those afflicting you, Who have said to your soul, Bow down, and we pass over, And you make your body as the earth, And as the street to those passing by!”
Se moun ki t'ap maltrete nou yo mwen pral bay li, moun ki t'ap fè nou pase tray yo epi ki t'ap di nou: Kouche kò nou atè pou nou ka pase sou nou. Lè konsa, nou pare do nou ba yo vre atè a, yo mache sou nou, tankou sou granchemen kote moun ap pase!
