Jeremiah 4
1 “If you return, O Israel,” A declaration of YHWH, “Return to Me, And if you turn aside Your abominations from My face, Then you do not bemoan.
Men sa Seyè a di ankò: -Nou menm pèp Izrayèl, si nou vle chanje vre, se tounen pou nou tounen vin jwenn mwen. Si nou wete vye zidòl nou yo devan je m', si nou sispann lage kò nou nan raje,
2 And you have sworn—YHWH lives, In truth, in judgment, and in righteousness, And nations have blessed themselves in Him, And they boast themselves in Him.”
si nou pran non mwen, non mwen menm Bondye vivan an, pou fè sèman, si nou pa bay manti, si nou pa fè lenjistis, si nou fè sa ki dwat, lè sa a, tout nasyon yo va mande m' pou beni yo, y'a fè lwanj mwen.
3 For thus said YHWH, To the man of Judah, and to Jerusalem: “Till for yourselves tillage, And do not sow to the thorns.
Men sa Seyè a di moun peyi Jida yo ak moun lavil Jerizalèm yo: Fè bwa nèf. Pa plante nan pikan.
4 Be circumcised to YHWH, And turn aside the foreskins of your heart, O man of Judah, and you inhabitants of Jerusalem, Lest My fury goes out as fire, and has burned, And there is none quenching, Because of the evil of your doings.”
Nou menm ki pote mak kontra m' lan nan kò nou, kenbe kontra nou fè avè m' lan. Louvri kè nou ban mwen, nou menm moun peyi Jida ak moun Jerizalèm. Si nou pa fè sa, m'ap fè kòlè. Tankou yon dife, m'ap boule nou, poutèt tout move bagay nou fè yo. Lè sa a, pesonn p'ap ka sove nou anba men m'.
5 Declare in Judah, and sound in Jerusalem, and say: “Blow a horn in the land, Call, Fill up together, And say, Assemble yourselves and let us go into the fortified cities.
Mache pale tout moun nan peyi Jida a. Fè moun Jerizalèm yo konn sa. Avèti yo! Kònen twonpèt nan tout peyi a. Rele byen fò. Di yo pou yo sanble, pou yo kouri ale nan lavil ki gen ranpa yo.
6 Lift up an ensign toward Zion, Strengthen yourselves, do not stand still, For I am bringing evil in from the north, And a great destruction.”
Ba yo direksyon mòn Siyon an! Kouri al kache! Pa mize sou wout! Mwen menm, Seyè a, m' ap fè yon malè soti nan nò. Li pral fè gwo dega.
7 A lion has gone up from his thicket, And a destroyer of nations has journeyed, He has come forth from his place To make your land become a desolation, Your cities are laid waste, without inhabitant.
Tankou yon lyon ki soti nan kachèt li anba raje, moun ki pral detwi nasyon yo derape. Li kite lakay li, l'ap vin devaste peyi Jida a. L'ap boule lavil peyi Jida yo, li p'ap kite yon moun ladan yo.
8 For this, gird on sackcloth, lament and howl, For the fierce anger of YHWH has not turned back from us.
Se poutèt sa, mete rad sak sou nou! Kriye! Plenn sò nou! Paske se pa ti move Seyè a move, li p'ap fè pa nou!
9 “And it has come to pass in that day,” A declaration of YHWH, “The heart of the king perishes, And the heart of the princes, And the priests have been astonished, And the prophets wonder.”
Seyè a di konsa: -Jou sa a, wa a ansanm ak chèf li yo ap pèdi kouraj. Prèt yo pral sezi, pwofèt yo p'ap konn sa pou yo di.
10 And I say, “Aah! Lord YHWH, Surely you have entirely forgotten this people and Jerusalem, Saying, Peace is for you, And a sword has struck to the soul!”
Lè sa a, mwen di: Aaa! Seyè, Bondye! Ou twonpe moun lavil Jerizalèm yo nèt. Ou te di yo yo pa t'ap gen pwoblèm menm, epi se yon nepe ou voye pou touye yo.
11 At that time it is said of this people, And of Jerusalem: “A dry wind of high places in the wilderness, The way of the daughter of My people (Not for winnowing, nor for cleansing),
Yon jou ap vini. Lè sa a, y'a di pèp lavil Jerizalèm lan: Men yon van byen cho k'ap soufle soti nan dezè a. L'ap desann sou moun pèp Jida yo. Se pa yon ti van pou vannen, ni pou netwaye grenn.
12 A full wind from these comes for Me, Now also, I speak judgments with them.”
Men se yon gwo van m'ap fè soti laba a. Koulye a se mwen menm, Seyè a, ki pral ba yo santans yo.
13 “Behold, he comes up as clouds, And his chariots as a windstorm, His horses have been lighter than eagles, Woe to us, for we have been spoiled.”
Gade! Men lènmi yo ap vini tankou nwaj nan syèl la. Cha lagè yo tankou yon van siklòn. Chwal yo pi rapid pase malfini. Zafè nou pa bon! Y'ap fini ak nou!
14 Wash evil from your heart, O Jerusalem, That you may be saved, Until when do you lodge in your heart Thoughts of your strength?
Moun Jerizalèm, lave mechanste ki nan kè nou pou nou ka sove. Kilè n'a sispann fè move lide nan tèt nou?
15 For a voice is declaring from Dan, And sounding sorrow from Mount Ephraim:
Depi lavil Dann y'ap bay nouvèl la. Depi sou mòn Efrayim lan y'ap anonse malè a.
16 “Make mention to the nations, Behold, sound to Jerusalem, Besiegers are coming from the far-off land, And they give forth their voice against cities of Judah.
Y'ap avèti tout nasyon yo. Y'ap fè lavil Jerizalèm konnen sa k'ap rive l'. Lènmi ap soti nan yon peyi byen lwen. Y'ap rele byen fò, y'ap kouri sou lavil Jida yo.
17 As the keepers of a field They have been against her all around, For she has been rebellious with Me,” A declaration of YHWH.
Yo pral sènen lavil Jerizalèm tankou moun k'ap veye jaden, paske moun li yo te refize obeyi Seyè a. Se Seyè a menm ki di sa.
18 “Your way and your doings have done these to you, This [is] your distress, for [it is] bitter, For it has struck to your heart.”
Jida, se lenkondite ou ak move lajisman ou ki lakòz tou sa. Se mechanste ou ki fè sa rive ou. Sa pa dous menm! Li frape ou nan kè.
19 My bowels, my bowels! I am pained [in] the walls of my heart, My heart makes a noise for me, I am not silent, For I have heard the voice of a horn, O my soul—a shout of battle!
Ay! Vant mwen! Vant mwen! Tout anndan m' ap fè m' mal! Kè mwen ap bat byen fò. M' pa ka pa pale. Mwen tande twonpèt lagè a ansanm ak rèl moun k'ap atake yo.
20 Destruction on destruction is proclaimed, For all the land has been spoiled, My tents have suddenly been spoiled, In a moment—my curtains.
Y'ap anonse malè sou malè! Y'ap fini ak tout peyi a. Nou rete konsa, nou wè yo kraze tout tant nou yo. Yo demoli tout kay andeyò nou yo.
21 Until when do I see an ensign? Do I hear the voice of a horn?
Kilè m'a wè bout batay la? Kilè m'a sispann tande twonpèt lagè a?
22 “For My people [are] foolish, They have not known Me, They [are] foolish sons, Indeed, they [are] not intelligent, They [are] wise to do evil, And they have not known to do good.”
Seyè a di konsa: Pèp mwen an sòt! Yo pa konnen m'! Se yon bann timoun, lespri yo bouche! Yo pa konprann anyen! Yo fò nan fè sa ki mal ase. Yo pa konn fè sa ki byen.
23 I looked [to] the earth, and behold—formless and void, And to the heavens, and they [had] no light.
Mwen gade tè a: Pa yon pyebwa! Anyen menm! Mwen gade syèl la: Pa yon ti limyè!
24 I have looked [to] the mountains, And behold, they are trembling. And all the hills moved themselves lightly.
Mwen gade mòn yo, yo t'ap tranble! Mwen gade ti bit yo, yo t'ap balanse adwat agoch!
25 I have looked, and behold, man is not, And all birds of the heavens have fled.
Mwen gade, m' pa wè yon moun. Tout zwazo yo met deyò.
26 I have looked, and behold, The fruitful place [is] a wilderness, And all its cities have been broken down, Because of YHWH, Because of the fierceness of His anger.
Bèl jaden yo tounen dezè. Tout lavil yo boule ratè. Se travay Seyè a, paske Seyè a move anpil.
27 For thus said YHWH: “All the land is a desolation, but I do not make a completion.
Men sa Seyè a di: Se pou tout tè a tounen dezè. Men, mwen p'ap fin detwi l' nèt.
28 For this the earth mourns, And the heavens above have been black, Because I have spoken—I have purposed, And I have not relented, Nor do I turn back from it.
Tè a nan lapenn. Syèl la tou nwa. Seyè a pale, li p'ap tounen sou sa li di. Li fin pran desizyon l', li p'ap chanje lide.
29 From the voice of the horseman, And of him shooting with the bow, All the city is fleeing, They have come into thickets, And they have gone up on cliffs, All the city is forsaken, And there is no one dwelling in them.
Lè yo tande bri kavalye yo ak mesye k'ap tire flèch yo, tout moun nan lavil la pran kouri. Gen ki kouri al kache nan bwa. Gen ki kouri moute nan wòch yo. Tout lavil yo san moun ladan yo. Pa gen yon moun ki rete la ankò.
30 And you, O spoiled one, what do you do? For you put on scarlet, For you adorn yourself [with] ornaments of gold. For you tear your eyes with pain, In vain you make yourself beautiful, Unhealthy ones have kicked against you, They seek your life.
Ou menm, lavil Jerizalèm, ou fini! Kisa ou ka fè? W'ap mete bèl rad wouj sou ou? W'ap mete tout bijou ou yo? W'ap pentire po je ou? Ou mèt fè ou bèl, sa p'ap sèvi ou anyen. Se meprize moun ki te renmen ou yo ap meprize ou! Yo soti pou yo touye ou.
31 For I have heard a voice as of a travailing woman, Distress, as of one bringing forth a firstborn, The voice of the daughter of Zion, She laments herself, She spreads out her hands, Woe to me now, my soul is weary of slayers!”
Mwen tande yon rèl, tankou rèl fanm ki gen tranche, rèl fanm k'ap fè premye pitit li. Se rèl moun lavil Jerizalèm yo k'ap chache pran souf. Y'ap lonje men yo. Y'ap rele: -Anmwe! Nou pa kapab ankò! Men y'ap fin touye nou.
