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 lo! the Lord, Yahweh of hosts, removing from Jerusalem and from Judah, The stay and staff, —The whole stay of bread, And the whole stay 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.
Man of might and man of war, —Judge and prophet And diviner and elder;
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.
Captain of fifty, and favourite; And counsellor and skilled artificer, And master of magical formulas;
4 M'ap pran jenn timoun san esperyans m'a mete chèf pou gouvènen yo.
And I will appoint boys to be their princes, —And, petulant children, 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 will, tyrannise, Every man over his fellow-man, And every man over his friend, —And they will rage The boy against, the elder, And the despised, 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.
When a man shall lay hold, on his brother of the house of his father, [saying] —Clothing, hast thou, Become thou our, ruler, This downfall, 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.
He will swear, in that day, saying—I will take no control, When in mine own house, is neither food nor clothing, —Ye must not set me for a ruler of 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 stumbled hath Jerusalem, and, Judah, hath fallen, —Because, their tongue and their doings, are against Yahweh, Provoking his glorious presence,
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 show of their face, hath answered against them, And their sin—like Sodom, have they told, they have not concealed it. Alas for their souls! For they have requited to themselves, calamity.
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 ye to the righteous It is well! For the fruit of their doings, shall they eat:
11 Men, pòv mechan yo, malè ap tonbe sou yo. Y'a fè yo peye pou sa yo fè a.
Alas! for the lawless, it is ill, For what his own hand hath matured, shall be done to 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.
My people! children, are their tyrants, And, women, rule over them, —My people! they who should lead thee forward, are causing thee to stray, Thy pathways, have they destroyed,
13 Seyè a kanpe pou l' denonse sa yo fè a. Li pare pou l' jije pèp li a.
Yahweh hath taken his station to plead, —And is standing to judge peoples:
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.
Yahweh, into judgment, will enter, With the elders of his people And their princes, —But ye, have consumed the vineyard, That which hath been robbed from the oppressed, is in your houses.
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.
What right have ye to crush my people, And the faces of the oppressed, to grind? Demandeth My Lord Yahweh of hosts—And Yahweh saith—
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.
Because haughty are the daughters of Zion, And they walk with neck thrown back, and wanton eyes, —Tripping along as they go, And with their feet, making, a tinkling sound,
17 Men, mwen menm Bondye, m'ap pini yo. M'ap kale tèt yo tou blanch, m'ap kite yo san cheve.
Therefore will My Lord, smite with leprosy the crown of hair of the daughters of Zion, —And, as for Yahweh, their shame, will he lay bare!
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, will My Lord remove the finery—of the anklets, and the little suns and the little moons;
19 zanno, braslè yo mete nan bra yo, ak vwal yo mete sou tèt yo,
the pendants and the bracelets and the veils;
20 mouchwa yo mare tèt yo, ti chenn yo mete nan pye yo, bèl senti yo, poban odè yo, bwòch yo,
the chaplets and the armlets and the girdles, and the scent-cases, and the amulets;
21 bag yo, zanno pou nen yo,
the rings and the nose-jewels;
22 bèl rad swa yo, foula yo, chal yo, bous yo,
the robes, and the over-tunics, and the cloaks and the purses;
23 glas yo, rad twal fin yo, madras yo ak vwal dantèl yo mete sou tèt yo.
and the mirrors and the linen wraps, and the tiaras and the cloaks.
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 it shall come to pass—That instead of fragrance, a putrid odour, shall be, And instead of a girdle, an encircling rope, And instead of braided hair, baldness, And instead of a festal robe, a girding of sackcloth, Branding instead of beauty:
25 Tout mesye yo pral mouri nan lagè. Tout sòlda yo pral mouri nan batay.
Thy males, by the sword shall fall, —And, thy mighty men, by the war;
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 mourn and lament, —And forsaken, on the ground, shall she sit.
