Isaiah 40
1 “Comfort, comfort my people,” says your God.
“Konsole, O konsole pèp Mwen an,” pale Bondye ou an.
2 “Speak comfortably to Jerusalem, and call out to her that her warfare is accomplished, that her iniquity is pardoned, that she has received of the LORD’s hand 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 The voice of one who calls out, “Prepare the way of the LORD in the wilderness! Make a level highway in the desert 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 shall be made low. The uneven shall be made level, and the rough places a 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 The LORD’s glory shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together; for the mouth of the LORD has spoken it.”
Glwa a SENYÈ a va vin parèt, e tout chè va wè sa ansanm; paske bouch a SENYÈ a fin pale.”
6 The voice of one saying, “Cry out!” One said, “What shall I cry?” “All flesh is like grass, and all its glory is like 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 withers, the flower fades, because the LORD’s breath blows on it. Surely the people are like grass.
Zèb la fennen, flè a pèdi koulè l, depi souf SENYÈ a soufle sou li. Anverite, pèp la se zèb.
8 The grass withers, the flower fades; but the word of our God stands forever.”
Zèb la fennen, flè a pèdi koulè l, men pawòl Bondye nou an kanpe jis pou tout tan.”
9 You who tell good news to Zion, go up on a high mountain. You who tell good news to Jerusalem, lift up your voice with strength! Lift it up! Don’t be 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 GOD will come as a mighty one, and his arm will 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 will feed his flock like a shepherd. He will gather the lambs in his arm, and carry them in his bosom. He will gently lead those who have their young.
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 has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, and marked off the sky with his span, and calculated the dust of the earth in a measuring basket, 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 has directed the LORD’s Spirit, or has taught him as his counselor?
Se kilès ki te dirije Lespri SENYÈ a, oswa kòn enstwi Li pou l konseye L?
14 Who did he take counsel with, and who instructed him, and taught him in 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 like a drop in a bucket, and are regarded as a speck of dust on a balance. Behold, he lifts up the islands like 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 Lebanon is not sufficient to burn, nor its animals sufficient 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 like nothing before him. They are regarded 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 you liken God? Or what likeness will you compare to him?
A kilès, alò, nou ta konpare Bondye? Oswa avèk ki imaj nou ta fè L sanble?
19 A workman has cast an image, and the goldsmith overlays it with gold, and casts silver chains for it.
Pou Zidòl la, se yon ouvriye ki fòme l, ak òfèv ki kouvri l ak lò e fè chenn li an ajan,
20 He who is too impoverished for such an offering chooses a tree that will not rot. He seeks a skillful workman to set up a carved image for him that will 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 Haven’t you known? Haven’t you heard? Haven’t you been told from the beginning? Haven’t you understood from 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 who sits above the circle of the earth, and its inhabitants are like grasshoppers; who stretches out the heavens like a curtain, and spreads them out like 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 who brings princes to nothing, who makes the judges of the earth meaningless.
Se Li menm ki redwi gwo chèf yo pou yo pa anyen, ki fè jij latè yo vin san sans.
24 They are planted scarcely. They are sown scarcely. Their stock has scarcely taken root in the ground. He merely blows on them, and they wither, and the whirlwind takes them away as 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 you liken me? Who is my equal?” says 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 on high, and see who has created these, who brings out their army by number. He calls them all by name. By the greatness of his might, and because he is strong in power, not one is lacking.
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 do you say, Jacob, and speak, Israel, “My way is hidden from the LORD, and the justice due me is disregarded by 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 Haven’t you known? Haven’t you heard? The everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, doesn’t faint. He isn’t 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 gives power to the weak. He increases the strength of him who has no might.
Li bay fòs a sila ki fatige yo, e a sila ki manke fòs yo, li bay plis pouvwa.
30 Even the youths faint and get weary, and the young men utterly fall;
Malgre moun jenn yo febli e vin bouke, e jenn nom plen kouraj yo vin glise tonbe;
31 but those who wait for the LORD will renew their strength. They will mount up with wings like eagles. They will run, and not be weary. They will 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.
