Ezayi 55
1 Vini non, nou tout ki swaf dlo. Men dlo! Vini non, nou tout ki pa gen lajan, nou mèt vini. Achte manje pou nou manje. Nou pa bezwen lajan! Achte diven ak lèt pou nou bwè. Nou pa bezwen peye!
Ho, every thirsty one, come ye to the waters, And he who hath no money, Come ye, buy and eat, yea, come, buy Without money and without price, wine and milk.
2 Poukisa n'ap depanse lajan achte manje ki pa ka fè anyen pou nou? Poukisa n'ap depanse lajan travay nou pou bagay ki pa ka plen vant nou? Si nou koute byen sa m'ap di nou la a, n'a manje sa ki bon. N'a pran plezi nou nan manje bon kalite manje.
Why do ye weigh money for that which is not bread? And your labour for that which is not for satiety? Hearken diligently unto me, and eat good, And your soul doth delight itself in fatness.
3 Louvri zòrèy nou. Vin jwenn mwen. Koute byen sa m'ap di nou, n'a jwenn lavi. M'ap siyen yon kontra ak nou pou tout tan. M'a ban nou benediksyon mwen te pwomèt David yo.
Incline your ear, and come unto me, Hear, and your soul doth live, And I make for you a covenant age-during, The kind acts of David — that are stedfast.
4 Gade. Mwen te fè l' chèf pou l' te kòmande nasyon yo. Mwen te fè l' sèvi m' temwen nan mitan yo.
Lo, a witness to peoples I have given him, A leader and commander to peoples.
5 Gade, ou pral rele nasyon ou pa t' konnen. Nasyon ki pa t' konnen ou pral kouri vin jwenn ou. Se mwen menm, Seyè a, Bondye ou la, Bondye apa pèp Izrayèl la, k'ap fè sa rive konsa, paske m'ap leve ou anlè.
Lo, a nation thou knowest not, thou callest, And a nation who know thee not unto thee do run, For the sake of Jehovah thy God, And for the Holy One of Israel, Because He hath beautified thee.
6 Tounen vin jwenn Seyè a, pandan nou ka jwenn li an. Lapriyè nan pye l' pandan li toupre nou an.
Seek ye Jehovah, while He is found, Call ye Him, while He is near,
7 Se pou mechan yo kite move chemen y'ap swiv la. Se pou malveyan yo wete move lide k'ap travay nan tèt yo. Se pou yo tounen vin jwenn Seyè a ki va gen pitye pou yo. Se pou yo tounen vin jwenn Bondye nou an, paske l'ap padonnen tou sa yo fè.
Forsake doth the wicked his way, And the man of iniquity his thoughts, And he returneth to Jehovah, and He pitieth him, And unto our God for He multiplieth to pardon.
8 Lide pa m' pa menm ak lide pa nou. Chemen pa nou pa menm ak chemen pa m'. Se Seyè a menm ki di sa.
For not My thoughts [are] your thoughts, Nor your ways My ways, — an affirmation of Jehovah,
9 Menm jan syèl la byen lwen anwo latè, se konsa lide pa m' byen lwen anwo lide pa nou, chemen pa m' byen lwen chemen pa nou.
For high have the heavens been above the earth, So high have been My ways above your ways, And My thoughts above your thoughts.
10 Gade! Lapli ak lawouze soti nan syèl la, yo pa tounen kote yo soti a san yo pa wouze latè, san yo pa fè l' donnen, san yo pa fè plant yo pouse pou bay kiltivatè yo grenn pou yo simen ak manje pou yo manje.
For, as come down doth the shower, And the snow from the heavens, And thither returneth not, But hath watered the earth, And hath caused it to yield, and to spring up, And hath given seed to the sower, and bread to the eater,
11 Konsa tou pou pawòl ki soti nan bouch mwen: li p'ap tounen vin jwenn mwen san li pa fè sa m' te vle l' fè a, san li pa fè tou sa mwen te voye l' fè a.
So is My word that goeth out of My mouth, It turneth not back unto Me empty, But hath done that which I desired, And prosperously effected that [for] which I sent it.
12 N'a kite lavil Babilòn ak kè kontan. Y'a mennen nou tounen lakay nou ak kè poze. Gwo mòn yo ak ti mòn yo va pran chante pou nou sitèlman y'a kontan. Tout pyebwa nan plenn yo va bat bravo pou nou!
For with joy ye go forth, And with peace ye are brought in, The mountains and the hills Break forth before you [with] singing, And all trees of the field clap the hand.
13 Pye pichpen va pouse kote ki te plen pikan. Pye ilan-ilan va pouse kote ki te plen chadwon. Sa va sèvi yon lwanj pou Seyè a, yon remak k'ap la pou tout tan, yon siy pesonn p'ap ka detwi.
Instead of the thorn come up doth fir, Instead of the brier come up doth myrtle, And it hath been to Jehovah for a name, For a sign age-during — it is not cut off!
