Daniel 10
1 In the thridde yeer of the rewme of Sirus, kyng of Perseis, a word was schewid to Danyel, Balthasar bi name; and a trewe word, and greet strengthe, and he vndurstood the word; for whi vndurstondyng is nedeful in visioun.
Nan twazyèm ane Cyrus, wa Perse la, yon mesaj te revele a Daniel, ki te rele Belschatsar. Mesaj la te vrè; menm yon gran gè. Li te konprann mesaj la, e te gen konprann vizyon an.
2 In tho daies Y, Danyel, mourenyde bi the daies of thre woukis;
Nan jou sila yo, mwen menm, Daniel, mwen t ap fè dèy pandan twa semèn.
3 Y eet not desirable breed, and fleisch, and wyn entride not into my mouth, but nethir Y was anoynted with oynement, til the daies of thre woukis weren fillid.
Mwen pa t manje okenn bon manje; ni vyann, ni diven nan pa t antre nan bouch mwen. Ni mwen pa t sèvi okenn pomad pou onksyone jiskaske tout twa semèn sila yo te fin akonpli.
4 Forsothe in the foure and twentithe dai of the firste monethe, Y was bisidis the greet flood, which is Tigris.
Nan venn-katriyèm jou nan premye mwa a, pandan mwen te akote gran rivyè a, ki se Hiddékel,
5 And Y reiside myn iyen, and Y siy, and lo! o man was clothid with lynun clothis, and hise reynes weren gird with schynynge gold;
mwen te leve zye m gade e vwala, te gen yon sèten nonm abiye an len, ak senti l mare ak yon sentiwon lò pi, ki sòti Uphaz.
6 and his bodi was as crisolitus, and his face was as the licnesse of leit, and hise iyen weren as a brennynge laumpe, and hise armes and tho thingis that weren bynethe til to the feet weren as the licnesse of bras beynge whijt, and the vois of hise wordis was as the vois of multitude.
Anplis, kò li te tankou krizolit, figi li kon aparans ak loray, zye li kon tòch flanm dife, bra li ak pye li tankou bwonz byen poli, e son a pawòl li yo, kon son a yon gran foul.
7 Forsothe Y, Danyel, aloone siy the visioun; certis the men that weren with me, sien not, but ful greet ferdfulnesse felle yn on hem, and thei fledden in to an hid place.
Alò, mwen menm, Daniel, mwen tou sèl te wè vizyon an, pandan mesye ki te avè m yo pa t wè vizyon an, men yon gwo laperèz te vin tonbe sou yo, e yo te kouri ale kache kò yo.
8 But Y was left aloone, and Y siy this greet visioun, and strengthe dwellide not in me; but also my licnesse was chaungid in me, and Y was stark, and Y hadde not in me ony thing of strengthis.
Konsa, mwen te rete sèl, e mwen te wè gran vizyon sila a. Konsa, pa t gen fòs ki te rete nan mwen, paske koulè po m te vin pal tankou moun ki mouri, e mwen te pèdi tout fòs mwen nèt.
9 And Y herde the vois of hise wordis, and Y herde, and lay astonyed on my face, and my face cleuyde to the erthe.
Men mwen te tande son a pawòl li yo. Depi mwen te tande son pawòl li yo, mwen te tonbe nan yon gwo somèy sou figi mwen, figi m atè nèt.
10 And lo! an hond touchide me, and reiside me on my knees, and on the toes of my feet.
Konsa, gade byen, yon men te touche mwen ki te plase m sou men ak jenou m yo.
11 And he seide to me, Thou, Danyel, a man of desiris, vndurstonde the wordis whiche Y speke to thee, and stonde in thi degree; for now Y am sent to thee. And whanne he hadde seid this word to me, Y stood quakynge.
Li te di mwen: “O Daniel, nonm ki trè byeneme a, konprann pawòl ke mwen va pale ou yo. Kanpe dwat! Paske mwen te voye kote ou koulye a.” Lè li te pale pawòl sa a, mwen menm, mwen te kanpe. Mwen t ap tranble.
12 And he seide to me, Danyel, nyle thou drede, for fro the firste dai in which thou settidist thin herte to vndurstonde, that thou schuldist turmente thee in the siyt of thi God, thi wordis weren herd, and Y cam for thi wordis.
Alò, li te di mwen: “Pa pè, Daniel, paske depi premye jou ke ou te dedye kè ou pou konprann sa a, lè ou te imilye ou devan Bondye ou a, pawòl ou yo te vin tande. Konsa, mwen te vini akoz pawòl ou yo.
13 Forsothe the prince of the rewme of Perseis ayenstood me oon and twenti daies, and lo! Myyhel, oon of the firste princes, cam in to myn help, and Y dwellide stille there bisidis the kyng of Perseis.
Men prens a wayòm Perse la te kanpe kont mwen pandan venteyen jou; epi gade byen Micaël, youn nan chèf a prens yo, te vin ede m, paske mwen te rete la sèl ak wa a Perse yo.
14 Forsothe Y am comun to teche thee, what thingis schulen come to thi puple in the laste daies; for yit the visioun is delaied in to daies.
Koulye a, mwen gen tan vini pou bay ou konprann de sa ki va rive a pèp ou a nan dènye jou yo, paske vizyon an apatyen a anpil jou ki poko rive.”
15 And whanne he spak to me bi siche wordis, Y castide doun my cheer to erthe, and was stille.
Lè li te pale ak mwen konsènan pawòl sila yo, mwen te vire figi mwen vè tè a e mwen pa t ka pale menm.
16 And lo! as the licnesse of sone of man touchide my lippis; and Y openyde my mouth, and spak, and seide to hym that stood bifore me, My Lord, in thi siyt my ioynctis ben vnknit, and no thing of strengthis dwellide in me.
Epi gade byen, yon bagay ki te sanble ak yon fis a lòm te touche lèv mwen. Konsa, mwen te louvri bouch mwen pou te pale, e mwen te di a sila ki te kanpe devan m nan: “O senyè mwen an, akoz vizyon an chagren te antre nan mwen e tout fòs mwen te kite m.
17 And hou schal the seruaunt of my Lord mow speke with my Lord? no thing of strengthis dwellide in me, but also my breeth is closyde bitwixe.
Paske kòman yon kalite sèvitè konsa kapab pale ak youn tankou senyè mwen an? Epi pou mwen, fòs pa rete nan mwen, ni okenn souf pa rete nan mwen.”
18 Therfor eft as the siyt of a man touchide me, and coumfortide me,
Epi sila a ki te sanble ak fis a lòm nan, te touche mwen ankò e te ban m fòs.
19 and seide, Man of desiris, nyle thou drede; pees be to thee, be thou coumfortid, and be thou strong. And whanne he spak with me, Y wexide strong and seide, My Lord, speke thou, for thou hast coumfortid me.
Li te di mwen: “O nonm trè byeneme a, pa pè. Lapè avèk ou. Pran kouraj! Wi, se pou vin vanyan!” Alò, depi lè li te fin pale ak mwen an, mwen te resevwa fòs, e mwen te di: “Kite senyè mwen an pale, paske ou te ban m fòs.”
20 And he seide, Whether thou woost not, whi Y cam to thee? And now Y schal turne ayen, to fiyte ayens the prince of Perseis. For whanne Y yede out, the prince of Grekis apperide comynge.
Konsa, li te di: “Èske ou pa konprann poukisa mwen te vin kote ou a? Men mwen va retounen koulye a, pou goumen kont prens a Perse la. Lè mwen ale, gade byen prens a Grèce la va vini.
21 Netheles Y schal telle to thee that, that is expressid in the scripture of treuthe; and noon is myn helpere in alle these thingis, no but Myyhel, youre prynce.
Men mwen va di ou sa ki enskri nan pawòl verite a. Nanpwen okenn moun k ap kanpe avè m kont sila yo, sòf ke Micaël, prens ou an.
