Job 32
1 And these three men cease from answering Job, for he [is] righteous in his own eyes,
Jòb te sitèlman sèten li te inonsan, twa mesye yo kite sa, yo pa chache reponn li ankò.
2 and burn doth the anger of Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite, of the family of Ram; against Job hath his anger burned, because of his justifying himself more than God;
Men, Eliyou ki te kanpe la fè yon sèl kòlè. Eliyou sa a, se pitit Barakèl, moun fanmi Bouz, nan branch fanmi Ranm lan. Li fè yon sèl kòlè sou Jòb, paske Jòb t'ap bay tèt li rezon, li t'ap bay Bondye tò.
3 and against his three friends hath his anger burned, because that they have not found an answer, and condemn Job.
Li te ankòlè sou twa zanmi Jòb yo tou. Yo pa t' jwenn anyen pou yo reponn Jòb. Konsa, yo menm tou, se Bondye yo te bay tout tò a.
4 And Elihu hath waited earnestly beside Job with words, for they are older than he in days.
Antan yo twa a t'ap pale, Eliyou te rete la san di anyen, paske yo te pi gran pase l'.
5 And Elihu seeth that there is no answer in the mouth of the three men, and his anger burneth.
Lè li wè mesye yo pa t' jwenn anyen ankò pou reponn Jòb, li fè yon sèl kòlè.
6 And Elihu son of Barachel the Buzite answereth and saith: — Young I [am] in days, and ye [are] age Therefore I have feared, And am afraid of shewing you my opinion.
Li pran lapawòl, li di konsa: -Mwen menm, se jenn gason mwen ye. Nou menm, se granmoun nou ye. Se poutèt sa mwen te yon ti jan wont. Mwen te pè antre nan koze a.
7 I said: Days do speak, And multitude of years teach wisdom.
Mwen t'ap di nan kè m': Kite granmoun pale! Kite sa ki gen laj sou tèt yo mete bon konprann yo deyò.
8 Surely a spirit is in man, And the breath of the Mighty One Doth cause them to understand.
Men, pou di vre, se lespri Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa a sèl ki pou antre nan tèt yon moun pou ba li bon konprann!
9 The multitude are not wise, Nor do the aged understand judgment.
Se pa laj ki bay moun bon konprann. Se pa cheve blan ki fè moun konnen sa ki dwat.
10 Therefore I have said: Hearken to me, I do shew my opinion — even I.
Koulye a, mwen ta renmen nou koute m'. Kite m' di nou sa m' konnen sou koze a.
11 Lo, I have waited for your words, I give ear unto your reasons, Till ye search out sayings.
Mwen tande byen tande tou sa nou di. Mwen te louvri zòrèy mwen gran louvri pou m' pa manke anyen nan pawòl nou yo, pandan n'ap chache mo pou nou di.
12 And unto you I attend, And lo, there is no reasoner for Job, [Or] answerer of his sayings among you.
Mwen t'ap swiv sa n'ap di. Men, yonn nan nou pa rive fè Jòb fèmen bouch li. Nou yonn pa rive demanti msye.
13 Lest ye say, We have found wisdom, God doth thrust him away, not man.
Pa vin di m' nou konprann koulye a se Bondye ki pou reponn. Lèzòm pa kapab.
14 And he hath not set in array words for me, And with your sayings I do not answer him.
Se avè nou Jòb t'ap pale. Se pa avè m'. Konsa, mwen pral reponn msye yon lòt jan.
15 (They have broken down, They have not answered again, They removed from themselves words.
Jòb, ou wè mesye yo pa konn sa pou yo di ou. Yo pa jwenn anyen pou reponn ou ankò.
16 And I have waited, but they do not speak, For they have stood still, They have not answered any more.)
Mwen t'ap tann yo. Men, koulye a yo fèmen bouch yo. Yo sispann pale, yo pa reponn ou.
17 I answer, even I — my share, I shew my opinion — even I.
Atòkile, se mwen ki pral pale, mwen pral di ou sa m' konnen nan koze a.
18 For I have been full of words, Distressed me hath the spirit of my breast,
Mwen plen pawòl nan bouch mwen. Si m' pa pale m'a toufe.
19 Lo, my breast [is] as wine not opened, Like new bottles it is broken up.
Pawòl ki nan tèt mwen, ou ta di yon diven k'ap fèmante. Li prèt pou pete veso kote l' ye a.
20 I speak, and there is refreshment to me, I open my lips and answer.
Se pou m' pale pou m' ka soulaje konsyans mwen. Se pou m' louvri bouch mwen reponn ou.
21 Let me not, I pray you, accept the face of any, Nor unto man give flattering titles,
Mwen p'ap pran defans pyès moun. Mwen pa pral achte figi nou yonn la a.
22 For I have not known to give flattering titles, In a little doth my Maker take me away.
Mwen pa konn flate moun. Lèfini, si m' ta fè sa, Bondye ki kreye m' lan ta disparèt mwen lapoula.
