Isaiah 47
1 Come down, and sit on the dust, O virgin daughter of Babylon, Sit on the earth, there is no throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans, For no more do they cry to thee, 'O tender and delicate one.'
Ou menm, lavil Babilòn, desann sou fotèy ou a! Al chita atè nan pousyè! Yon lè, ou te tankou yon jenn tifi. Wi, kapital moun peyi Kalde yo pral chita atè plat, yo p'ap janm konsidere ou ankò tankou yon bèl tifi ki renmen plezi, ki pa nan leve ni lou ni lejè.
2 Take millstones, and grind flour, Remove thy veil, draw up the skirt, Uncover the leg, pass over the floods.
Pran wòl moulen yo, al moulen farin! Wete vwal ki sou tèt ou a! Moute ke rad ou wotè jenou ou. Dekouvri janm ou pou ou janbe dlo.
3 Revealed is thy nakedness, yea, seen is thy reproach, Vengeance I take, and I meet not a man.
Rete toutouni pou moun ka wè jan ou tonbe ba! Mwen pral tire revanj. Pesonn p'ap ka rete m'.
4 Our redeemer [is] Jehovah of Hosts, His name [is] the Holy One of Israel.
Moun k'ap delivre nou an rele Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa a, Bondye pèp Izrayèl la ki yon Bondye apa.
5 Sit silent, and go into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldeans, For no more do they cry to thee, 'Mistress of kingdoms.'
Men sa li di lavil Babilòn: Chita la! Pa di yon mo! Rete nan fènwa a! Yo p'ap janm rele ou ankò larenn tout peyi yo.
6 I have been wroth against My people, I have polluted Mine inheritance And I give them into thy hand, Thou hast not appointed for them mercies, On the aged thou hast made thy yoke very heavy,
Wi, mwen te move sou pèp mwen an. Mwen pa t' aji ak yo tankou moun pa m'. Mwen te lage yo nan men ou. Men, ou te san pitye pou yo. Ou te aji mal anpil, ata ak vye granmoun yo.
7 And thou sayest, 'To the age I am mistress,' While thou hast not laid these things to thy heart, Thou hast not remembered the latter end of it.
Ou te mete nan tèt ou ou t'ap toujou larenn. Ou pa t' rete kalkile bagay sa yo byen nan tèt ou. Ou pa t' kalkile ki jan sa tapral fini.
8 And now, hear this, O luxurious one, Who is sitting confidently — Who is saying in her heart, 'I [am], and none else, I sit not a widow, nor know bereavement.'
Koulye a, louvri zòrèy ou, ou menm ki renmen pran plezi ou, ou menm ki chita kè pòpòz epi k'ap di nan kè ou: Se mwen menm ki sèl chèf. Nanpwen lòt! Mwen p'ap janm pèdi mari m'. Mwen p'ap janm konnen sa ki rele pèdi pitit!
9 And come in to thee do these two things, In a moment, in one day, childlessness and widowhood, According to their perfection they have come upon thee, In the multitude of thy sorceries, In the exceeding might of thy charms.
Enben! De malè sa yo pral tonbe sou ou anmenmtan, yon sèl jou. Ou pral pèdi pitit ou yo ansanm ak mari ou! Wi, malè sa yo pral tonbe ansanm sou ou, malgre tout maji ou pral fè yo, malgre pakèt wanga ou genyen yo!
10 And thou art confident in thy wickedness, Thou hast said, 'There is none seeing me,' Thy wisdom and thy knowledge, It is turning thee back, And thou sayest in thy heart, 'I [am], and none else.'
Ou te konte sou mechanste ou t'ap fè yo. Ou t'ap di nan kè ou pesonn pa wè ou. Bon konprann ak konesans vire tèt ou. Ou t'ap di nan kè ou se ou menm ki sèl chèf. Nanpwen lòt.
11 And come in on thee hath evil, Thou knowest not its rising, And fall on thee doth mischief, Thou art not able to pacify it, And come on thee suddenly doth desolation, Thou knowest not.
Yon malè pral tonbe sou ou, ou p'ap ka detounen l' ak maji ou yo. Yon sèl malè pral tonbe sou ou, ou p'ap ka fè anyen pou ou anpeche l' rive ou. W'a rete konsa, yon boulvès pral tonbe sou ou, yon boulvès ou pa t' janm mete nan tèt ou te ka rive ou.
12 Stand, I pray thee, in thy charms, And in the multitude of thy sorceries, In which thou hast laboured from thy youth, It may be thou art able to profit, It may be thou dost terrify!
Ou mèt rete ak maji ou yo, ak tout wanga ou yo! Depi ou jenn w'ap fatige kò ou sèvi ak yo. Ou pa janm konnen, yo ka fè kichòy pou ou! Ou ka fè moun pè ou ak yo!
13 Thou hast been wearied in the multitude of thy counsels, Stand up, I pray thee, and save thee, Let the charmers of the heavens, Those looking on the stars, Those teaching concerning the months, From those things that come on thee!
Ou chaje ak moun k'ap ba ou konsèy jouk ou pa konn sa pou ou fè. Se pou moun ki te ba ou tout konsèy sa yo vini koulye a, se pou yo sove ou, yo menm k'ap etidye zetwal, yo menm k'ap separe syèl la an divès zòn, yo menm k'ap di ou chak lalin nouvèl tou sa ki gen pou rive.
14 Lo, they have been as stubble! Fire hath burned them, They deliver not themselves from the power of the flame, There is not a coal to warm them, a light to sit before it.
Yo tankou ti moso pay. Yon sèl dife pral boule yo. Yo p'ap menm ka sove pwòp tèt pa yo. Se p'ap yon ti dife tankou dife yo fè pou kwit manje ni tankou boukan yo limen pou moun chofe dife.
15 So have they been to thee with whom thou hast laboured, Thy merchants from thy youth, Each to his passage they have wandered, Thy saviour is not!
Men kote konsèy moun sa yo ap mennen ou. Ou te touye tèt ou ap sèvi yo depi ou te jenn tifi. Y'ap kouri kite ou, yo chak bò pa yo. Yo yonn p'ap rete pou delivre ou!
