Isaiah 58
1 Call with the throat, restrain not, As a trumpet lift up thy voice, And declare to My people their transgression, And to the house of Jacob their sins;
“Kriye fò, ni pa rete! Leve vwa ou tankou yon twonpèt! Deklare a pèp Mwen transgresyon yo, e a lakay Jacob la, peche yo.
2 Seeing — Me day by day they seek, And the knowledge of My ways they desire, As a nation that righteousness hath done, And the judgment of its God hath not forsaken, They ask of me judgments of righteousness, The drawing near of God they desire:
Malgre yo chache Mwen de jou an jou e te fè gwo lanvi pou konnen chemen Mwen yo, konsi se yon nasyon ki fè ladwati, e ki pa t abandone règleman a Bondye yo. Yo mande Mwen pou fè desizyon ki jis. Yo pran plezi nan pwoksimite Bondye a.
3 'Why have we fasted, and Thou hast not seen? We have afflicted our soul, and Thou knowest not.' Lo, in the day of your fast ye find pleasure, And all your labours ye exact.
‘Poukisa nou fè jèn e Ou pa wè? Èske nou imilye nou e Ou pa wè?’ “Gade byen, nan jou jèn lan, ou satisfè tout dezi nou yo e nou kòmande byen di tout ouvriye nou yo.
4 Lo, for strife and debate ye fast, And to smite with the fist of wickedness, Ye fast not as [to] -day, To sound in the high place your voice.
Gade byen, nou fè jèn pou konfli ak kont; pou nou frape ak ponyèt mechan an. Kalite jèn nou fè la jodi a pa p fè vwa ou tande anwo a.
5 Like this is the fast that I choose? The day of a man's afflicting his soul? To bow as a reed his head, And sackcloth and ashes spread out? This dost thou call a fast, And a desirable day — to Jehovah?
Èske se jèn sa a ki fè kè M kontan? Yon jou pou yon nonm ta imilye li menm? Pou bese tèt li kon wozo, e gaye twal sak ak sann kon kabann anba l? Èske se yon jèn ke ou rele sa; menm yon jou k ap akseptab a SENYÈ a?
6 Is not this the fast that I chose — To loose the bands of wickedness, To shake off the burdens of the yoke, And to send out the oppressed free, And every yoke ye draw off?
“Se pa jèn sila a ke M pito; pou lache lyann mechanste yo, pou demare kòd jouk la, pou lese oprime yo pran libète e kase tout jouk yo?
7 Is it not to deal to the hungry thy bread, And the mourning poor bring home, That thou seest the naked and cover him, And from thine own flesh hide not thyself?
Èske se pa pou divize pen ou ak moun grangou yo, e mennen endijan yo antre nan kay? Lè ou wè toutouni an, pou kouvri l; epi pou ou pa kache tèt ou de pwòp chè ou?
8 Then broken up as the dawn is thy light, And thy health in haste springeth up, Gone before thee hath thy righteousness, The honour of Jehovah doth gather thee.
Konsa, limyè ou va pete kon granmmaten, e gerizon ou va vòltije vit devan ou. Ladwati ou va ale devan ou, e laglwa SENYÈ a va fè gad ou an aryè.
9 Then thou callest, and Jehovah answereth, Thou criest, and He saith, 'Behold Me.' If thou turn aside from thy midst the yoke, The sending forth of the finger, And the speaking of vanity,
Nan lè sa a, ou va rele, e SENYÈ a va reponn. Ou va kriye e Li va di: ‘Men Mwen isit la’. “Si ou retire jouk la nan mitan nou, sispann pwente dwat sou lòt e sispann pale mechanste;
10 And dost bring out to the hungry thy soul, And the afflicted soul dost satisfy, Then risen in the darkness hath thy light, And thy thick darkness [is] as noon.
si ou vide nanm ou a sila ki grangou, e satisfè dezi a aflije a; nan lè sa a, limyè ou va leve nan fènwa, e tristès ou va klere kon gran lajounen.
11 And Jehovah doth lead thee continually, And hath satisfied in drought thy soul, And thy bones He armeth, And thou hast been as a watered garden, And as an outlet of waters, whose waters lie not.
Epi SENYÈ a va gide ou tout tan, satisfè dezi ou yo kote ki sèch yo, e bay fòs a zo ou yo. Konsa, ou va kon yon jaden byen awoze e tankou yon sous dlo ki p ap janm seche.
12 And they have built out of thee the wastes of old, The foundations of many generations thou raisest up, And one calleth thee, 'Repairer of the breach, Restorer of paths to rest in.'
Sila ki pami ou yo va rebati ansyen mazi yo. Ou va fè releve ansyen fondasyon yo. Konsa yo va rele ou Sila Ki Te Repare Brèch la, Sila Ki Te Restore Lari Yo Ak Kay Yo.
13 If thou dost turn from the sabbath thy foot, Doing thine own pleasure on My holy day, And hast cried to the sabbath, 'A delight,' To the holy of Jehovah, 'Honoured,' And hast honoured it, without doing thine own ways, Without finding thine own pleasure, And speaking a word.
“Si, nan Saba a, ou vire pye ou, pou sispann fè pwòp plezi pa ou nan jou sen Mwen an, e rele Saba a yon gwo plezi, epi jou sen a SENYÈ onorab, e bay li onè, olye chache chemen pa ou, olye pwòp plezi pa ou, ak pale pwòp pawòl pa w,
14 Then dost thou delight thyself on Jehovah, And I have caused thee to ride on high places of earth, And have caused thee to eat the inheritance of Jacob thy father, For the mouth of Jehovah hath spoken!
konsa ou va pran plezi nan SENYÈ a, e Mwen va fè ou monte sou wotè latè yo. Mwen va bay ou manje, e Mwen va ba ou eritaj a Jacob, papa ou a, paske bouch SENYÈ a pale sa a.”
