Isaiah 40
1 Comfort ye, comfort ye, my people, Saith your God.
“Konsole, O konsole pèp Mwen an,” pale Bondye ou an.
2 Speak ye encouragement to Jerusalem, and declare to her, That her hard service is ended; That her iniquity is expiated; That she hath received from the hand of Jehovah Double for all her sins.
“Pale ak dousè ak Jérusalem. Rele a li menm, ke konfli li fini an, ke inikite li retire a, ke li te resevwa nan men SENYÈ a doub pou tout peche li yo.”
3 A voice crieth: “Prepare ye in the wilderness the way of Jehovah; Make straight in the desert a highway for our God!
Yon vwa k ap rele fò, “Debleye chemen an pou SENYÈ a nan dezè a! Fè vin swa nan dezè a yon gran chemen pou Bondye nou an.
4 Every valley shall be exalted, And every mountain and hill be made low; The crooked shall become straight, And the rough places plain.
Kite tout vale yo vin leve wo, e tout mòn ak kolin yo vin ba. Kite move teren an vin pla, e teren difisil yo vin yon vale ki swa.
5 For the glory of Jehovah shall be revealed, And all flesh shall see it together; For the mouth of Jehovah hath spoken it!”
Glwa a SENYÈ a va vin parèt, e tout chè va wè sa ansanm; paske bouch a SENYÈ a fin pale.”
6 A voice said, Proclaim! And I said, What shall I proclaim? All flesh is grass, And all its comeliness as the flower of the field.
Yon vwa pale: “Rele fò.” Yon lòt reponn: “Kisa pou m rele?” “Tout chè se zèb, e tout bèlte li se tankou flè nan chan.
7 The grass withereth, the flower fadeth, When the breath of Jehovah bloweth upon it. Truly the people is grass.
Zèb la fennen, flè a pèdi koulè l, depi souf SENYÈ a soufle sou li. Anverite, pèp la se zèb.
8 The grass withereth, the flower fadeth, But the word of our God shall stand forever.
Zèb la fennen, flè a pèdi koulè l, men pawòl Bondye nou an kanpe jis pou tout tan.”
9 Get thee up on the high mountain, O thou that bringest glad tidings to Zion; Lift up thy voice with strength, thou that bringest glad tidings to Jerusalem; Lift it up; be not afraid; Say to the cities of Judah, Behold your God!
Mete ou menm sou yon mòn ki wo, O Sion, ki pote bòn nouvèl. Leve vwa ou wo ak gwo pouvwa, O Jérusalem, ki pote bòn nouvèl la! Leve wo! Pa pè anyen! Di a vil Juda yo: Men Bondye nou an!
10 Behold, the Lord Jehovah shall come with might, And his arm shall rule for him; Behold, his reward is with him, And his recompense before him.
Gade byen, Senyè BONDYE a, va vini ak pwisans. Se bra L k ap kòmande pou Li. Gade byen salè Li avè L, e rekonpans li devan L.
11 He shall feed his flock like a shepherd; He shall gather up the lambs in his arms, And carry them in his bosom, And gently lead the nursing ewes.
Tankou yon bèje, Li va pran swen bann mouton Li. Nan bra Li, Li va ranmase jenn mouton yo, e pote yo sou lestonmak Li. Ak dousè, Li va mennen manma a ak ti mouton piti yo.
12 Who hath measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, And meted out the heavens with his span, And gathered the dust of the earth into a measure, And weighed the mountains in scales, And the hills in a balance?
Se kilès ki te mezire dlo nan pla men L? Kilès ki te etabli mezi syèl yo ak yon men louvri; ki te fè kalkil pousyè latè pa mezi, ki te peze mòn yo nan gwo balans, e ki te peze kolin yo ak ti balans piti a?
13 Who hath searched out the spirit of Jehovah, Or, being his counsellor, hath taught him?
Se kilès ki te dirije Lespri SENYÈ a, oswa kòn enstwi Li pou l konseye L?
14 With whom took he counsel, and who instructed him, And taught him the path of justice, And taught him knowledge, And showed him the way of understanding?
Ak kilès Li te konsilte, e se kilès ki te bay Li bon konprann? Epi kilès ki te montre Li chemen lajistis la, ki te enstwi Li nan konesans, e ki te fè L konnen chemen an pou L byen konprann?
15 Behold, the nations are as a drop from a bucket, And are accounted as the small dust of the balance; Behold, he taketh up the isles as a very little thing,
Gade byen, nasyon yo se tankou yon gout dlo nan yon bokit; yo parèt tankou yon grenn pousyè sou balans la. Gade byen, li leve fè monte lil yo konsi se yon ti kras pousyè.
16 And Lebanon is not sufficient for fire, Nor its beasts for a burnt-offering.
Menm Liban pa kont pou brile, ni bèt li yo pa kont pou fè ofrann brile.
17 All the nations are as nothing before him; They are accounted by him as less than nothing, and vanity.
Tout nasyon yo se konsi yo pa anyen devan L, Li gade yo tankou mwens ke anyen, kon vanite.
18 To whom then will ye liken God, And what likeness will ye compare unto him?
A kilès, alò, nou ta konpare Bondye? Oswa avèk ki imaj nou ta fè L sanble?
19 The workman casteth an image, And the smith overlayeth it with gold, And casteth for it silver chains.
Pou Zidòl la, se yon ouvriye ki fòme l, ak òfèv ki kouvri l ak lò e fè chenn li an ajan,
20 He that is too poor to make an oblation Chooseth a piece of wood that will not rot; He seeketh for himself a skilful artificer, To prepare an image that shall not be moved.
Sila ki twò pòv pou fè ofrann sa a, pran yon pyebwa ki pa konn pouri; li chache jwenn yon mèt atizan pou prepare yon zidòl ki p ap deplase.
21 Do ye not know? Have ye not heard? Hath it not been declared to you from the beginning? Have ye not considered the foundations of the earth?
Èske nou pa konnen? Èske nou pa konn tande? Èske sa pa t deklare a nou menm depi nan kòmansman? Èske nou pa t konprann sa depi nan fondasyon latè yo?
22 It is He that sitteth above the circle of the earth, And the inhabitants are to him as grasshoppers; That stretcheth out the heavens as a canopy, And spreadeth them out as a tent to dwell in;
Se Li menm ki chita anwo wonn tè a ki veye nou ki rete ladann tankou krikèt volan; ki lonje ouvri syèl yo tankou yon rido e fè yo deplwaye tankou yon tant pou moun viv ladann.
23 That bringeth princes to nothing, And reduceth the rulers of the earth to vanity.
Se Li menm ki redwi gwo chèf yo pou yo pa anyen, ki fè jij latè yo vin san sans.
24 Yea, scarcely are they planted, scarcely are they sown, Scarcely hath their stem taken root in the ground, When He bloweth upon them and they wither, And the whirlwind beareth them away like stubble.
Apèn yo fin plante, apèn yo fin simen, apèn stòk yo fin pran rasin nan tè a, Li sèlman soufle sou yo, e yo fennen poutanpèt la pote yo ale tankou pay.
25 To whom then will ye liken me, And to whom shall I be compared? Saith the Holy One.
“Alò, ak kilès ou va konpare Mwen, pou M ta kapab vin egal avè l?” pale Sila Ki Sen an.
26 Lift up your eyes to the heavens, and behold! Who hath created these? He draweth forth their host by number, He calleth them all by name; Through the greatness of his strength and the mightiness of his power, Not one of them faileth to appear.
Leve zye nou anlè, e gade kilès ki te kreye zetwal sila yo; Sila ki mennen lame selès yo sòti pa chif yo. Li rele yo tout pa non yo. Akoz grandè a pwisans Li ak fòs pouvwa Li, nanpwen youn nan yo ki manke.
27 Why sayest thou, O Jacob, and speakest, O Israel, “My way is hidden from Jehovah, My cause passeth by before my God”?
Poukisa ou di, O Jacob, e pale O Israël: “Chemen Mwen an kache de SENYÈ a e jistis ke m merite a chape de atansyon Bondye M”?
28 Do ye not know? Have ye not heard? Jehovah is an everlasting God, The creator of the ends of the earth; He fainteth not, nor is he weary; His understanding is unsearchable.
Èske nou pa konnen? Èske nou pa tande? Ke Bondye Etènèl la, SENYÈ a, Kreyatè a dènye pwent latè a, pa konn fatige, ni bouke. Konprann pa Li depase tout bon konprann.
29 He giveth power to the faint; To the feeble abundant strength.
Li bay fòs a sila ki fatige yo, e a sila ki manke fòs yo, li bay plis pouvwa.
30 The youths shall faint and be weary, And the young warriors shall utterly fall.
Malgre moun jenn yo febli e vin bouke, e jenn nom plen kouraj yo vin glise tonbe;
31 But they that trust in Jehovah shall renew their strength; They shall mount up with wings like eagles; They shall run and not be weary; They shall walk and not faint.
sila ki tann SENYÈ yo va renouvle ak kouraj nèf; yo va monte anwo ak zèl kon èg. Yo va kouri, e yo p ap bouke; yo va mache, e yo p ap fatige.
