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.
“Si ou va retounen, O Israël”, deklare SENYÈ a, “si ou va retounen kote Mwen, e si ou va retire bagay abominab ou yo devan prezans Mwen; konsa, ou p ap deplase.
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 ou va sèmante: ‘Kon SENYÈ a vivan an’, anverite, ak jistis, e nan ladwati; konsa, nasyon yo va beni tèt yo nan Li, e nan Li yo va gen glwa.”
3 For thus said YHWH, To the man of Judah, and to Jerusalem: “Till for yourselves tillage, And do not sow to the thorns.
Paske se konsa SENYÈ a pale a mesye a Juda ak Jérusalem yo: “Kraze e prepare tè ki poze a; pa simen pami pikan yo.
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.”
Sikonsi tèt nou a SENYÈ a e retire prepuce kè nou, mesye Juda yo, ak sila ki rete Jérusalem yo, sinon kòlè Mwen va vin parèt tankou dife e brile pou okenn moun pa ka tenyen l, akoz mechanste a zèv nou yo.
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.
Deklare nan Juda e pwoklame nan Jérusalem, pou di: ‘Soufle twonpèt nan peyi a!’ Kriye fò! Di yo: ‘Rasanble nou pou nou antre nan vil fòtifye 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.”
Leve yon drapo vè Sion! Chache sekou! Pa kanpe anplas, paske Mwen ap mennen malè sòti nan nò, ak gwo destriksyon.”
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.
Yon lyon ale soti nan rak bwa li; yon destriktè a nasyon yo gen tan derape. Li fin kite plas li pou fè peyi ou a vin yon savann. Vil ou yo va pil mazi ki san moun pou rete ladan yo.
8 For this, gird on sackcloth, lament and howl, For the fierce anger of YHWH has not turned back from us.
Pou sa, abiye an twal sak! Rele fò! Kriye anmwey! Paske gwo kòlè SENYÈ a pa t kite 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.”
“Li va vin rive nan jou sa a,” deklare SENYÈ a: “ke kè a wa a ak kè prens yo va fè fayit. Prèt yo va sezi e pwofèt yo va etone.”
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!”
Nan lè sa a, mwen te di: “O, Senyè BONDYE! Asireman ou te pase pèp sa nan rizib nèt lè Ou te di: ‘Ou va gen lapè’. Men alò, yon nepe parèt sou gòj 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),
Nan lè sa a, li va pale a pèp sa a, e a Jérusalem: “Yon van sechrès ki sòti nan mòn sèk nan dezè a, nan direksyon fi a pèp Mwen an—— li pa pou vannen ni pou netwaye.
12 A full wind from these comes for Me, Now also, I speak judgments with them.”
Yon van fò depase sa a——va vini sou lòd Mwen. Alò, anplis Mwen va pwononse jijman kont 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 byen, li monte tankou nwaj, e cha lagè li yo kon toubiyon. Cheval li yo pi vit ke èg. Malè a nou menm, paske nou vin detwi nèt!
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?
Lave kè ou retire mal la, O Jérusalem, pou ou ka sove. Pou jiskilè panse mechan nou yo va rete anndan ou?
15 For a voice is declaring from Dan, And sounding sorrow from Mount Ephraim:
Paske yon vwa deklare soti Dan e pwoklame mechanste soti mòn Éphraïm.
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.
“Livre rapò li bay nasyon yo koulye a! Pwoklame sou Jérusalem, ‘Moun syèj yo sòti nan yon peyi lwen! Yo leve vwa yo kontra vil Juda 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.
Tankou gadyen k ap veye yon chan an, yo kont li toupatou, akoz li te fè rebèl kont Mwen’”, deklare SENYÈ a.
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.”
“Chemen pa ou yo ak zèv pa ou yo te mennen fè bagay sa yo rive ou. Sa se mal ou. Li amè anpil! A la sa rive jis nan kè ou!”
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!
Nanm mwen, nanm mwen! Mwen nan gwo soufrans! O kè mwen! Kè m ap bat anndan m. Mwen p ap ka rete an silans, pwiske ou te tande, O nanm mwen, son de twonpèt la, alam lagè a.
20 Destruction on destruction is proclaimed, For all the land has been spoiled, My tents have suddenly been spoiled, In a moment—my curtains.
Dega sou dega vin pwoklame, paske tout peyi a fin detwi nèt. Sibitman, tant mwen yo vin devaste; rido mwen yo vin devaste nan yon moman.
21 Until when do I see an ensign? Do I hear the voice of a horn?
Pou konbyen de tan mwen va oblije wè drapo a, e koute son twonpèt la?
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.”
“Paske, pèp mwen an rete nan foli. Yo pa rekonèt Mwen. Yo se timoun sòt ki pa gen konprann. Yo koken nan fè mal, men pou fè sa ki bon, yo pa konnen.”
23 I looked [to] the earth, and behold—formless and void, And to the heavens, and they [had] no light.
Mwen te gade sou tè a e, gade byen, li te san fòm e vid; vè syèl yo men yo pa t gen limyè.
24 I have looked [to] the mountains, And behold, they are trembling. And all the hills moved themselves lightly.
Mwen te gade vè mòn yo, e gade byen, yo t ap souke; tout kolin yo te fè mouvman ale retou.
25 I have looked, and behold, man is not, And all birds of the heavens have fled.
Mwen te gade, e gade byen, pa t gen moun, e tout zwazo syèl yo te vin sove ale.
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.
Mwen te gade e gade byen, bon peyi fètil la te vin yon dezè, e tout vil li yo te fin demoli devan SENYÈ a, devan gwo kòlè Li.
27 For thus said YHWH: “All the land is a desolation, but I do not make a completion.
Paske konsa pale SENYÈ a: “Tout peyi a va dezole; malgre, Mwen p ap fin detwi li 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.
Pou sa, tout latè va kriye ak doulè, e syèl anwo yo va fènwa, akoz Mwen te pale sa a. Mwen te fè plan sa a, e Mwen p ap chanje lide Mwen. Ni Mwen p ap detounen sou sa.”
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.
Ak bri chevalye a, ak mèt banza yo, tout vil yo vin sove ale. Yo antre nan gran rak bwa, e yo monte sou wòch yo. Tout vil yo vin abandone e nanpwen pèsòn ki rete ladan yo.
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, O sila ki dezole a, se kisa ou va fè? Malgre ou abiye an kramwazi, malgre ou dekore kò ou ak dekorasyon an lò, malgre ou agrandi zye ou ak penti, se anven ou fè kò ou bèl la. Sila ki renmen ou yo meprize ou. Yo chache lavi 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!”
Paske mwen te tande kri yon fanm nan doulè l; doulè a yon fanm k ap fè premye pitit, kri fi a Sion an, k ap soufle fò, lonje men l e rele, “Anmwey! Mwen pedi kouraj nèt devan asasen yo.”
