Isaiah 51
1 Listen to me, you who pursue righteousness, you who seek Yahweh: look at the rock from which you were chiseled and to the quarry from which you were cut.
“Koute mwen, nou menm ki swiv ladwati a, k ap chache SENYÈ a: Gade vè wòch sou sila nou te taye a, vè min wòch kote nou te retire a.
2 Look at Abraham, your father, and to Sarah, who bore you; for when he was a lone individual, I called him. I blessed him and made him many.
Gade vè Abraham, papa nou an ak Sarah, ki te fè nou soti nan vant. Lè li te yon sèl, Mwen te rele li, Mwen te beni li, e te fè l vin miltipliye.”
3 Yes, Yahweh will comfort Zion; he will comfort all her waste places; her wilderness he made like Eden, and her desert plains beside the Jordan River valley like the garden of Yahweh; joy and gladness will be found in her, thanksgiving, and the sound of singing.
Anverite, SENYÈ a te konsole Sion; Li te rekonfòte tout kote dezole li yo. Epi savann li yo te fèt sanble ak Éden, e dezè yo tankou jaden Senyè a. Lajwa ak kè kontan va twouve nan yo; remèsiman ak son melodi chanson.
4 “Be attentive to me, my people; and listen to me, my people! For I will issue a decree, and I will make my justice to be a light for the nations.
“Prete atansyon a Mwen, O pèp Mwen an e prete Mwen zòrèy nou, O nasyon Mwen an; paske yon lwa va sòti nan Mwen e Mwen va poze jistis Mwen kon yon limyè a tout pèp yo.
5 My righteousness is near; my salvation will go out, and my arm will judge the nations; the coastlands will wait for me; for my arm they will eagerly wait.
Ladwati Mwen toupre a. Sali Mwen te voye deyò. Se bra M kap jije pèp yo. Peyi kot yo va tann Mwen, e bra M va jije pèp yo.
6 Lift up your eyes to the sky, and look at the earth beneath, for the heavens will vanish away like smoke, the earth will wear out like a garment, and its inhabitants will die like flies. But my salvation will continue forever, and my righteousness will never stop working.
Leve zye nou vè syèl la e gade anba vè latè; paske syèl la va disparèt tankou lafimen; latè va epwize tankou yon vètman. Konsa, moun ki rete ladann yo va mouri; men delivrans Mwen va la jis pou tout tan, e ladwati Mwen p ap janm sispann.
7 Listen to me, you who know what is right, you people who have my law in your heart: Do not fear the insults of men, nor be disheartened by their abuse.
“Koute Mwen, nou menm ki konnen ladwati, yon pèp ki gen lalwa M nan kè yo. Pa pè repwòch a lòm, ni dekouraje lè y ap meprize nou.
8 For the moth will eat them up like a garment, and the worm will eat them like wool; but my righteousness will be forever, and my salvation to all generations.”
Paske papiyon va manje yo tankou yon vètman, e mit va manje yo tankou len. Men ladwati Mwen va jis pou tout tan, e sali Mwen, a tout jenerasyon yo.”
9 Awake, awake, clothe yourself with strength, arm of Yahweh. Awake as in the days of old, the generations of ancient times. Is it not you who crushed Rahab, you who pierced the monster?
“Leve, leve, mete fòs sou Ou, O bra SENYÈ a; leve tankou nan jou lansyen yo. Èske se pa t Ou menm ki te koupe Rahab an ti mòso a, ki te frennen dragon an nèt la?
10 Did you not dry up the sea, the waters of the great deep, and make the depths of the sea into a way for the redeemed to pass through?
Èske se pa Ou menm ki te seche lanmè a, dlo yo a gran fon an; ki te fè pwofondè lanmè yo yon chemen pou rachte yo ta ka travèse lòtbò?
11 The ransomed of Yahweh will return and come to Zion with cries of joy and with gladness forever on their heads; and gladness and joy will overtake them, and sorrow and mourning will flee away.
Pou sa, rachte a SENYÈ yo va retounen; vini ak gwo kri lajwa a Sion yo. Epi lajwa ki dire nèt la va sou tèt yo. Yo va jwenn kè kontan ak lajwa, e tristès ak soupi pa yo va disparèt nèt.
12 “I, I, am he who comforts you. Why are you afraid of men, who will die, the sons of mankind, who are made like grass?
“Mwen, Mwen menm se Sila ki bannou konsolasyon an. Se kilès ou ye pou ou pè moun ki va mouri, ak fis a moun ki fèt tankou zèb la?
13 Why have you forgotten Yahweh your Maker, who stretched out the heavens and laid the foundations of the earth? You are in constant dread every day because of the hot fury of the oppressor when he decides to destroy. Where is the fury of the oppressor?
Èske ou te bliye SENYÈ a, Kreyatè ou a, ki te rale ouvri syèl yo e te poze fondasyon latè yo? Eske nou krent tout jounen akoz kòlè opresè a, pandan l ap prepare pou detwi? Men ki kote kòlè opresè sila a?
14 The one who is bent down, Yahweh will hurry to release; he will not die and go down to the pit, nor will he lack bread.
Toutalè egzile a va libere. Li p ap mouri nan kacho a, ni li p ap manke pen.
15 For I am Yahweh your God, who churns up the sea so that its waves roar—Yahweh of hosts is his name.
Paske Mwen se SENYÈ Bondye ou a, ki fè boulvèse lanmè a, Ki fè lanm li yo gwonde. SENYÈ dèzame yo se non Li.
16 I have placed my words in your mouth, and I have covered you in the shadow of my hand, that I may plant the heavens, lay the foundations of the earth, and say to Zion, 'You are my people.'”
Mwen te mete pawòl Mwen nan bouch ou e te kouvri ou avèk lonbraj men Mwen, pou etabli syèl yo, fonde latè a e pou di a Sion: ‘Ou se pèp Mwen.’”
17 Awake, awake, stand up, Jerusalem, you who have drunk out of the hand of Yahweh from the bowl of his anger; you who have drunk out of the bowl, down to the dregs from the cup of staggering.
Leve ou menm! Leve ou menm! Kanpe, O Jérusalem! Ou menm ki te bwè depi nan men SENYÈ a, tas kòlè Li. Gode ki pou fè ou kilbite a, ou fin bwè jis rive nan kras anba l.
18 There is no one among all the sons she has born to guide her; there is no one among all the sons that she has raised to take her by the hand.
Nanpwen moun ki pou gide fi a pami tout fis li te fè yo, ni nanpwen moun ki pou pran l pa lamen pami tout fis li te leve yo.
19 These two troubles happened to you—who will grieve with you?— desolation and destruction, and the famine and the sword. Who will comfort you?
Se de bagay sa yo ki gen tan rive ou— se kilès ki va kriye pou ou?— devastasyon ak destriksyon, gwo grangou, ak nepe. Kijan pou m ta konsole ou?
20 Your sons have fainted; they lie at every street corner, like an antelope in a net; they are filled with the anger of Yahweh, the rebuke of your God.
Fis ou yo vin endispoze; yo kouche atè sou pwent a chak ri, tankou antilòp ki kenbe nan pèlen. Yo ranpli ak kòlè SENYÈ a, ak repwòch Bondye ou a.
21 But now hear this, you oppressed one and drunken one, but not drunk with wine:
Pou sa, souple, koute sa, ou menm ki aflije, ki sou, men pa avèk diven:
22 Your Lord Yahweh, your God, who pleads the cause of his people, says this, “See, I have taken the cup of staggering from your hand— the bowl, which is the cup of my anger—so that you will not drink it again.
Konsa pale Senyè ou a, SENYÈ a, menm Bondye ou, ki pran plede kòz pou pèp Li a: “Gade byen, Mwen te retire tas kilbite a, gode kòlè Mwen an soti nan men ou; ou p ap janm bwè l ankò.
23 I will put it into the hand of your tormentors, those who have said to you, 'Lie down, that we may walk over you'; you made your back like the ground and like the street for them to walk on.”
M ap mete li nan men a sila k ap toumante ou yo, ki te di nanm ou: ‘Kouche pou nou ka mache sou ou’. Ou te kouche fè do ou vin tankou tè a; tankou gran lari pou sila k ap mache sou li yo.”
