Oze 7
1 Chak fwa mwen fè lide geri moun Izrayèl yo, sa ki parèt devan je mwen se move ajisman pitit Efrayim yo, se mechanste moun Samari yo. Yonn ap bay lòt manti, se kase kay moun pou vòlò. Nan lari, yo fè bann pou yo piye moun.
When I would heal Israel, then the iniquity of Ephraim is uncovered, also the wickedness of Samaria; for they commit falsehood, and the thief enters in, and the gang of robbers ravages outside.
2 Men, yo pa janm mete nan tèt yo m'ap toujou chonje tou sa yo fè. Men, yo kanpe nan mitan tout mechanste yo la devan je mwen.
They do not consider in their hearts that I remember all their wickedness. Now their own deeds have engulfed them. They are before my face.
3 Nan mechanste yo, y'ap fè fèt pou wa a. Y'ap woule chèf yo, antan y'ap fè konplo.
They make the king glad with their wickedness, and the princes with their lies.
4 Se yon bann trèt yo ye. Yo pa kenbe pawòl yo. Yo tankou yon fou yo fin chofe byen chofe. Boulanje a fè yo sispann chofe fou a, l'ap tann pat li fin bat la leve anvan li anfounen l'.
They are all adulterers. They are burning like an oven that the baker stops stirring, from the kneading of the dough, until it is leavened.
5 Konsa, jou y'ap fè fèt pou wa a, chèf yo malad anba diven, wa a menm bay lanmen ak ipokrit yo.
On the day of our king, the princes made themselves sick with the heat of wine. He joined his hand with mockers.
6 Wi, lè y'ap fè konplo se tankou yon fou k'ap chofe. Tout lannwit, chalè a ap moute. Sa yo gen sou kè yo a ap kouve. Nan maten, bagay la pete tankou flanm dife.
For they have made ready their heart like an oven, while they lie in wait. Their baker sleeps all the night. In the morning it burns as a flaming fire.
7 Yo gen yon chalè k'ap soti sou yo, cho tankou yon fou byen chofe. Yo devore moun k'ap gouvènen yo. Wa yo tonbe yonn apre lòt. Pa gen yon moun ki rele m' mande sekou.
They are all hot as an oven, and devour their judges. All their kings have fallen. There is no one among them who calls to me.
8 Moun Efrayim yo pa pi bon pase yon pen ki kwit yon sèl bò. Yo pèdi valè yo. Moun Efrayim yo melanje ak moun lòt nasyon ki toupatou bò kote yo.
Ephraim, he mixes himself among the nations. Ephraim is a pancake not turned over.
9 Moun lòt nasyon yo fin souse tout fòs yo. Yo menm yo pa konn sa. Yo gen tan fini, yo prèt pou mouri tankou vye granmoun cheve blan, yo pa menm wè sa.
Strangers have devoured his strength, and he doesn't realize it. Indeed, gray hairs are here and there on him, and he doesn't realize it.
10 Se awogans moun Izrayèl yo k'ap fè yo kondannen yo. Men, malgre tou sa ki rive yo, yo pa tounen vin jwenn mwen, mwen menm Seyè a, Bondye yo a. Yo pa chache kote m' ye.
The pride of Israel testifies to his face; yet they haven't returned to the LORD their God, nor sought him, for all this.
11 Moun Efrayim yo fin egare, yo tankou pijon ki pèdi bann yo, yo pa konn sa y'ap fè. Yon lè, se Lejip yo rele vin ede yo. Yon lòt lè, yo kouri al jwenn moun peyi Lasiri yo.
"Ephraim is like an easily deceived dove, without understanding. They call to Egypt. They go to Assyria.
12 Men, antan yo prale konsa, mwen pare yon pèlen pou yo, mwen pran yo tankou zwazo k'ap vole nan syèl. M'ap pini yo pou mechanste yo fè yo.
When they go, I will spread my net on them. I will bring them down like the birds of the sky. I will chastise them, as their congregation has heard.
13 Madichon pou yo! Yo kouri vire do ban mwen. Y'ap fini nèt. Yo pa kenbe pawòl yo ak mwen. Yo leve dèyè mwen. Mwen te vle sove yo, men y'ap fè manti sou mwen.
Woe to them. For they have wandered from me. Destruction to them. For they have trespassed against me. Though I would redeem them, yet they have spoken lies against me.
14 Lè yo kouche sou kabann yo ap plenn, yo pa lapriyè m' ak tout kè yo. Lè yo bezwen farin ak diven, y'ap kòche kò yo ak kouto tankou moun lòt nasyon yo, yo trayi m'.
They haven't cried to me with their heart, but they wail on their beds. They cut themselves for grain and new wine. They turn away from me.
15 Atout se mwen menm ki te mennen yo, ki te ba yo fòs, yo fè konplo sou mwen.
Though I have taught and strengthened their arms, yet they plot evil against me.
16 Yo vire do ban mwen pou y' al dèyè lòt bondye. Yo tankou yon banza ki pa ka sèvi ankò. Chèf yo ap pale ak twòp awogans. Se poutèt sa, yo pral mouri nan lagè. Lè sa a, moun peyi Lejip yo pral pase yo nan kont rizib yo.
They return, but not to the Most High. They are like a faulty bow. Their leaders will fall by the sword for the rage of their tongue. This will be their derision in the land of Egypt.
