Ezayi 17
1 Men sa Bondye di k'ap rive lavil Damas: -Lavil Damas p'ap yon lavil ankò. L'ap tounen yon pil demoli.
This is the burden against Damascus: “Behold, Damascus is no longer a city; it has become a heap of ruins.
2 Moun p'ap janm rete nan lavil peyi Siri yo ankò. Se la bèf, mouton ak kabrit pral jwenn zèb pou yo manje. Se la y'a rete san pesonn pa chase yo met deyò.
The cities of Aroer are forsaken; they will be left to the flocks, which will lie down with no one to fear.
3 Peyi Efrayim lan pral rete san anyen pou pwoteje l'. Lavil Damas pral pèdi libète granmoun li. Ti rès moun peyi Siri a pral gen menm sò ak ti rès moun pèp Izrayèl yo. Yo pral pèdi bèl pouvwa yo. Se mwen menm, Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa a, ki di sa.
The fortress will disappear from Ephraim, and the sovereignty from Damascus. The remnant of Aram will be like the splendor of the Israelites,”
4 Seyè a di ankò: -Yon jou gen pou rive. Lè sa a, tout bèl pouvwa peyi Jakòb la pral disparèt. L'ap pèdi tout richès li, l'ap vin pòv.
“In that day the splendor of Jacob will fade, and the fat of his body will waste away,
5 Peyi Izrayèl la ap tankou yon jaden diri mi yo fin koupe, yo ranmase pote ale. L'ap tankou jaden pitimi nan plenn Refayim lè yo fin ranmase grap ki tonbe atè apre rekòt la.
as the reaper gathers the standing grain and harvests the ears with his arm, as one gleans heads of grain in the Valley of Rephaim.
6 Se sèlman de twa moun k'ap rete vivan. Peyi Izrayèl la ap tankou yon pye oliv apre yo fin keyi tout donn li: se de twa grenn ki rete nan tèt la ak kat ou senk sou branch yo. Se mwen menm, Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa a, ki di sa.
Yet gleanings will remain, like an olive tree that has been beaten— two or three berries atop the tree, four or five on its fruitful branches,”
7 Jou sa a, moun va vire tèt yo bò Bondye ki te kreye yo a, y'a leve je yo gade Bondye pèp Izrayèl la.
In that day men will look to their Maker and turn their eyes to the Holy One of Israel.
8 Yo p'ap vire tèt yo bò lotèl zidòl yo te fè ak men yo. Yo p'ap leve je yo gade poto yo te mete kanpe pou Achera, zidòl fanm lan, ak lotèl kote y'ap boule lansan an.
They will not look to the altars they have fashioned with their hands or to the Asherahs and incense altars they have made with their fingers.
9 Lè jou sa a va rive, moun pral kouri kite tout lavil kote yo te konn al chache pwoteksyon yo. Se va tankou lè moun Ivi yo ak moun Amon yo te kouri kite tout lavil yo devan pèp Izrayèl la. Lavil yo pral tounen savann.
In that day their strong cities will be like forsaken thickets and summits, abandoned to the Israelites and to utter desolation.
10 Nou menm pèp Izrayèl, nou te bliye Bondye ki te delivre nou an. Nou pa t' chonje Bondye ki te pwoteje nou an. Se poutèt sa n'ap plante bèl ti jaden sou kote pou fè sèvis pou zidòl moun lòt nasyon yo.
For you have forgotten the God of your salvation and failed to remember the Rock of your refuge. Therefore, though you cultivate delightful plots and set out cuttings from exotic vines—
11 Menm si yo ta rive pouse menm jou nou plante yo a, pou menm jou a nan maten yo pran fleri, nou p'ap rekòlte. Paske menm jou a tou, y'ap deperi. Se va yon gwo lapenn ki p'ap janm fini.
though on the day you plant you make them grow, and on that morning you help your seed sprout— yet the harvest will vanish on the day of disease and incurable pain.
12 Ki malè sa a? Yon foul moun k'ap toumante kò yo tankou lè lanmè a move. Y'ap bat kò yo fè gwo bri tankou lanm lanmè k'ap frape ak fòs sou rivaj la.
Alas, the tumult of many peoples; they rage like the roaring seas and clamoring nations; they rumble like the crashing of mighty waters.
13 Nasyon yo ap bat kò yo tankou lanmè lè li move. Men, Bondye rele dèyè yo, li fè yo kouri al byen lwen. Li bwote yo ale tankou van k'ap leve pousyè sou mòn yo, tankou van siklòn k'ap pote pay ale.
The nations rage like the rush of many waters. He rebukes them, and they flee far away, driven before the wind like chaff on the hills, like tumbleweeds before a gale.
14 Nan aswè, y'ap bay moun kè sote. Anvan solèy leve, w'ap chache yo, ou p'ap jwenn yo. Men sa k'ap tann tout moun k'ap piye nou yo, moun k'ap pwofite sou nou yo.
In the evening, there is sudden terror! Before morning, they are no more! This is the portion of those who loot us and the lot of those who plunder us.
