Ezayi 3
1 Wi. Seyè a, Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa a, pral koupe viv tout moun nan lavil Jerizalèm ak nan peyi Jida. P'ap gen pen, p'ap gen dlo.
For behold the sovereign the Lord of hosts shall take away from Jerusalem, and from Juda the valiant and the strong, the whole strength of bread, and the whole strength of water.
2 P'ap gen vanyan gason ankò ni sòlda. P'ap gen jij ankò ni pwofèt. P'ap gen divinò ankò ni grandèt.
The strong man, and the man of war, the judge, and the prophet, and the cunning man, and the ancient.
3 P'ap gen kaptenn, p'ap gen majistra ni moun ki pou bay konsèy. P'ap gen moun ki konn fè maji, ni moun ki konn moute batri.
The captain over fifty, and the honourable in countenance, and the counsellor, and the architect, and the skillful in eloquent speech.
4 M'ap pran jenn timoun san esperyans m'a mete chèf pou gouvènen yo.
And I will give children to be their princes, and the effeminate shall rule over them.
5 Tout moun pral chache pwofite yonn sou lòt, zanmi sou zanmi, vwazen sou vwazen. Jennmoun p'ap respekte granmoun. Vakabon ap pase moun debyen nan betiz.
And the people shall rush one upon another, and every man against his neighbour: the child shall make it tumult against the ancient, and the base against the honourable.
6 Yon lè menm, tout yon branch fanmi va chwazi yonn nan mitan yo. Y'a di l' konsa: Ou menm ki gen rad pou ou mete sou ou, n'ap mete ou chèf pou ou ka dirije nou nan move pa n'ap pase koulye a.
For a man shall take hold or his brother, one of the house of his father, saying: Thou hast a garment, be thou our ruler, and let this ruin be under thy hand.
7 Men, moun yo chwazi a va reponn: Non. Mwen pa dòktè, mwen pa ka fè anyen pou nou! Ni tou, mwen pa gen manje, m' pa gen rad lakay mwen. Pa mete m' chèf sou pèp la.
In that day he shall answer, saying: I am no healer, and in my house there is no bread, nor clothing: make me not ruler of the people.
8 Wi, lavil Jerizalèm bannann! Peyi Jida a nan tou sa ki pa bon! Paske tou sa yo di, tou sa yo fè pa dakò ak sa Seyè a vle. Devan tout moun y'ap kenbe tèt ak Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa a.
For Jerusalem is ruined, and Juda is fallen: because their tongue, and their devices are against the Lord, to provoke the eyes of his majesty.
9 Depi ou gade yo, ou wè ki moun yo ye. Tankou moun lavil Sodòm yo, yo fè peche yo aklè pou tout moun wè. Se poutèt sa malè ap tonbe sou yo. Se yo menm menm k'ap rale l' sou tèt yo.
The shew of their countenance hath answered them: and they have proclaimed abroad their sin as Sodom, and they have not hid it: woe to their souls, for evils are rendered to them.
10 Se pou nou di: Ala bèl bagay pou moun ki mache dwat yo! Zafè yo mache byen tou. Y'a jwi pwofi travay yo.
Say to the just man that it is well, for he shall eat the fruit of his doings.
11 Men, pòv mechan yo, malè ap tonbe sou yo. Y'a fè yo peye pou sa yo fè a.
Woe to the wicked unto evil: for the reward of his hands shall be given him.
12 Sa fè m' lapenn pou pèp mwen an! Se yon timoun k'ap prije yo, se fanm k'ap kòmande yo. Sa fè m' lapenn anpil wi pou nou, pèp mwen an! Chèf yo fè nou pèdi chemen nou. Yo mele nou. Nou pa konn ki wout pou nou pran.
As for my people, their oppressors have stripped them, and women have ruled over them. O my people, they that call thee blessed, the same deceive thee, and destroy the way of thy steps.
13 Seyè a kanpe pou l' denonse sa yo fè a. Li pare pou l' jije pèp li a.
The Lord standeth up to judge, and he standeth to judge the people.
14 Seyè a rele chèf fanmi yo ak lòt chèf pèp li a nan tribinal. L'ap denonse yo. Li di konsa: Se nou menm ki fin piye jaden rezen yo. N'ap vòlò pòv malere yo pou nou plen kay nou.
The Lord will enter into judgment with the ancients of his people, and its princes: for you have devoured the vineyard, and the spoil of the poor is in your house.
15 Nou pa gen dwa kraze pèp mwen an konsa. Nou pa gen dwa pwofite konsa sou pòv yo. Se mwen menm, Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa a, ki pale.
Why do you consume my people, and grind the faces of the poor? saith the Lord the God of hosts.
16 Seyè a di: Gade jan medam lavil Jerizalèm yo ye non! Y'ap mache tankou yo pa kanmarad pesonn. Yo kage tèt yo dèyè, y'ap fè mesye yo je dou. Y'ap mache banda pou braslè nan pye yo ka sonnen.
And the Lord said: Because the daughters of Sion are haughty, and have walked with stretched out necks, and wanton glances of their eyes, and made a noise as they walked with their feet and moved in a set pace:
17 Men, mwen menm Bondye, m'ap pini yo. M'ap kale tèt yo tou blanch, m'ap kite yo san cheve.
The Lord will make bald the crown of the head of the daughters of Sion, and the Lord will discover their hair.
18 Jou sa a, Bondye va wete tout bijou yo gen sou yo: braslè yo mete nan pye yo, bando yo mare nan tèt yo, meday yo mare sou fwon yo,
In that day the Lord will take away the ornaments of shoes, and little moons,
19 zanno, braslè yo mete nan bra yo, ak vwal yo mete sou tèt yo,
And chains and necklaces, and bracelets, and bonnets,
20 mouchwa yo mare tèt yo, ti chenn yo mete nan pye yo, bèl senti yo, poban odè yo, bwòch yo,
And bodkins, and ornaments of the legs, and tablets, and sweet balls, and earrings,
21 bag yo, zanno pou nen yo,
And rings, and jewels hanging on the forehead,
22 bèl rad swa yo, foula yo, chal yo, bous yo,
And changes of apparel, and short cloaks, and fine linen, and crisping pins,
23 glas yo, rad twal fin yo, madras yo ak vwal dantèl yo mete sou tèt yo.
And looking-glasses, and lawns, and headbands, and fine veils.
24 Yo p'ap sèvi ak odè ankò, y'ap santi move. Yo p'ap sèvi ak bèl senti ankò. Y'a mare ren yo ak kòd. Yo p'ap gen cheve pou yo fè bèl kwafi, tèt yo va kale tou blanch. Yo p'ap gen bèl rad pou mete sou yo, y'a vlope kò yo nan sak. Yo p'ap fè figi yo bèl ankò. Y'ap tanpe yo nan figi ak fè wouj tankou esklav.
And instead of a sweet smell there shall be stench, and instead of a girdle, a cord, and instead of curled hair, baldness, and instead of a stomacher, haircloth.
25 Tout mesye yo pral mouri nan lagè. Tout sòlda yo pral mouri nan batay.
Thy fairest men also shall fall by the sword, and thy valiant ones in battle.
26 Moun pral plenn nan pòtay lavil yo, y'ap nan lapenn. Lavil la ap tankou yon fanm ki chita atè, san rad sou li.
And her gates shall lament and mourn, and she shall sit desolate on the ground.
