Abakouk 3
1 Men lapriyè pwofèt Abakouk te fè pou li plenyen sò li bay Bondye.
The prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, in the form of an ode.
2 -Seyè! Mwen tande tou sa ou te di. M' sezi, m'ap tranble nan tout kò m'. Seyè, gwo mèvèy ou te konn fè nan tan lontan yo, koulye a, fè nou wè yo nan lanne k'ap vini yo. Menm lè ou fache, pa bliye gen pitye pou nou!
O Jehovah, I have heard thy words, and tremble. O Jehovah, revive thy work in the midst of the years, In the midst of the years make it known, In wrath remember mercy!
3 Bondye ap vini soti peyi Edon. Bondye tout bon an ap desann soti sou mòn Paran an. Pouvwa li kouvri tout syèl la. Lwanj li toupatou sou latè.
God cometh from Teman, And the Holy One from mount Paran; His glory covereth the heavens, And the earth is full of his praise.
4 Li klere kou gwo solèy. Zèklè ap soti nan men l'. Se la li kache tout pouvwa li.
His brightness is as the light; Rays stream forth from his hand, And there is the hiding-place of his power.
5 Li voye vye maladi pran devan li. Li mete lanmò mache dèyè l'.
Before him goeth the pestilence, And the plague followeth his steps.
6 Lè l' kanpe, latè pran tranble. Li annik gade, moun tout nasyon gen kè kase. Mòn ki la depi lontan yo kraze an miyèt moso. Ti mòn tan lontan yo vin plat. Chemen kote li te konn pase tan lontan yo louvri devan l'.
He standeth, and measureth the earth; He beholdeth, and maketh the nations tremble; The everlasting mountains are broken asunder; The eternal hills sink down; The eternal paths are trodden by him.
7 Mwen wè moun peyi Letiopi yo nan gwo lafliksyon. Moun peyi Madyan yo tou pè.
I see the tents of Cushan in affliction, And the canopies of the land of Midian tremble.
8 Eske se sou gwo rivyè yo ou move konsa, Seyè? Eske se sou lanmè a ou fache? Eske se sou lanmè a ou ankòlè konsa, kifè ou moute sou nwaj yo tankou sou chwal ou, tankou sou cha ou pou al delivre pèp ou a?
Is the anger of Jehovah kindled against the rivers, Is thy wrath against the rivers, Is thy indignation against the floods, That thou ridest on with thy horses, Upon thy chariots of victory?
9 Ou kenbe banza ou tou pare nan men ou. Pawòl ou se pakèt flèch anpwazonnen. Zèklè ou yo fann tè a louvri.
Thy bow is made bare; Curses are the arrows of thy word; Thou causest rivers to break forth from the earth.
10 Mòn yo wè ou, yo pran tranble. Gwo lapli ap tonbe soti nan syèl la. Dlo anba tè yo ap gwonde. Gwo lanm lanmè ap leve byen wo.
The mountains see thee and tremble; The flood of waters overflows; The deep uttereth his voice, And lifteth up his hands on high.
11 Flèch ou yo pati tankou zèklè. Lans ou yo klere byen klere. Lalin ak solèy pa parèt tèt yo deyò.
The sun and the moon remain in their habitation, At the light of thine arrows which fly, At the brightness of the lightning of thy spear.
12 Ou move, w'ap mache toupatou sou latè. Nan kòlè ou, ou pilonnen nasyon yo anba pye ou.
Thou marchest through the land in indignation; Thou thrashest the nations in anger;
13 Ou soti pou delivre pèp ou a, pou sove wa ou chwazi a. Ou kraze chèf mechan yo. Ou detwi tout moun li yo nèt.
Thou goest forth for the deliverance of thy people, For the deliverance of thine anointed. Thou smitest the head of the house of the wicked; Thou destroyest the foundation even to the neck.
14 Avèk flèch ou yo, ou pèse kòmandan an chèf lame yo a, lè yo t'ap vare sou nou tankou yon van tanpèt pou gaye nou. Je yo gran louvri ak kontantman tankou moun ki pral devore pòv malere yo kote yo kache a.
Thou piercest with his own spears the chief of his captains, Who rushed like a whirlwind to scatter us; Who exulted, as if they should devour the distressed in a hiding-place.
15 Ou foule lanmè a anba pye chwal ou yo. Ou fè dlo lanmè a kimen.
Thou ridest through the sea with thy horses, Through the raging of mighty waters.
16 Mwen tande tou sa. Vant mwen bouyi! Lè m' tande tout bri sa yo, bouch mwen pran tranble. Tout zo nan kò m' ap fè m' mal. M' pa ka kanpe sou janm mwen ankò! Mwen rete byen trankil, m'ap tann jou malè a rive, jou Bondye pral mache pran moun k'ap chache nou kont yo.
I have heard, and my heart trembleth; My lips quiver at the voice; Rottenness entereth into my bones, and my knees tremble, That I must wait in silence for the day of trouble, When the invader shall come up against my people!
17 Pye fig frans yo te mèt pa donnen, pye rezen yo te mèt pa bay rezen, rekòt oliv yo te mèt pa bon, jaden yo te mèt pa bay manje, mouton yo te mèt mouri nan sèka yo, bèf yo te mèt mouri nan pak yo,
For the fig-tree shall not blossom, And there shall be no fruit upon the vine; The produce of the olive shall fail, And the fields shall yield no food. The flocks shall he cut off from the folds, And there shall be no herd in the stalls.
18 mwen menm, m'ap toujou kontan poutèt Seyè a. M'ap fè fèt pou Bondye k'ap delivre m' lan.
Yet will I rejoice in Jehovah, I will exult in God, my helper.
19 Se Seyè a ki tout fòs mwen. Li asire pye m' tankou pye kabrit. Li fè m' mache sou mòn yo, san m' pa tonbe. Pou chèf k'ap dirije moun k'ap chante yo.
The Lord Jehovah is my strength; He will make my feet like the hind's, And cause me to walk upon my high places. “To the leader of the music on my stringed instruments.”
