Jòb 2
1 Yon jou tout zanj Bondye yo te reyini devan Seyè a, Satan vini tou nan mitan yo.
And there came a certain day when the sons of God entered in, to present themselves unto Yahweh—so the accuser also entered in their midst, to present himself unto Yahweh.
2 Seyè a mande l': -Kote ou soti? Satan reponn: -Mwen sot moute desann toupatou sou latè, mwen t'ap pwonmennen gade.
And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Whence comest thou? And the accuser answered Yahweh, and said, From going to and fro in the earth, and from wandering about therein.
3 Seyè a di Satan konsa: -Eske ou te wè Jòb, sèvitè m' lan? Pa gen tankou l' sou tout latè. Se yon nonm san repwòch ki mache dwat nan tou sa l'ap fè. Li gen krentif pou Bondye, li toujou ap chache fè sa ki byen. Se koulye a li kenbe m'. Ou wè se pou gremesi ou t'ap pouse m' pou m' te fini avè l'.
And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Hast thou applied thy heart unto my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a man blameless and upright, one who revereth God, and avoideth evil; and still he is holding fast his integrity, although thou movedst me against him, to swallow him up without cause.
4 Satan reponn li: -Lavi miyò pase byen! Yon moun va bay tou sa li genyen pou l' pa mouri.
Then the accuser answered Yahweh, and said, Skin for skin, and so, all that a man hath, will he give for his life.
5 Men, si ou manyen kò pa l' menm, ou mèt sèten fwa sa a, l'ap di sa li pa t' dwe di sou ou nan figi ou.
In very deed, put forth, I pray thee thy hand, and smite unto his bone, and unto his flesh, —verily, unto thy face, will he curse thee.
6 Seyè a di Satan konsa: -Ou mèt fè sa ou vle avè l'. Men, pa touye l' pou mwen.
And Yahweh said unto the accuser, Behold him! in thy hand, —only, his life, preserve thou!
7 Lamenm, Satan vire do l', li ale. Li fè gwo bouton pete sou tout kò Jòb, depi anba pla pye l' jouk nan po tèt li.
So the accuser went forth from the presence of Yahweh, —and smote Job with a sore boil, from the sole of his foot, unto his crown.
8 Lè sa a, Jòb soti, li al chita nan pil sann kote yo boule fatra. Li pran yon moso krich kraze pou grate kò l'.
And he took him a potsherd, to scrape himself therewith; he being seated in the midst of ashes.
9 Madanm li di l' konsa: -Ou nan kenbe pye Bondye fèm toujou? Joure l' byen joure, epi mouri mouri ou kont fini!
Then said his wife unto him, Art thou still holding fast thine integrity? Curse God, and die!
10 Jòb di li: -Pe bouch ou la, madanm! W'ap pale tankou moun fou! Lè Bondye ban nou benediksyon, nou kontan. Atò poukisa pou nou plenyen lè li voye malè sou nou? Malgre tou sa ki te rive l', Jòb pa t' kite ankenn move pawòl soti nan bouch li pou li fè peche kont Bondye.
And he said unto her, As one of the base women speaketh, speakest thou? Blessing, shall we accept from God, and, misfortune, shall we not accept? In all this, Job sinned not with his lips.
11 Twa nan zanmi Jòb yo vin konnen tout malè ki te tonbe sou li. Yo kite peyi yo, yo vin wè Job. Se te Elifaz, moun Teman, Bildad, moun Chwak, epi Sofa, moun Naama. Yo fè lide vin ansanm pou plenn sò li epi pou ba li kouraj.
Now when the three friends of Job heard of all this misfortune which had befallen him, —they came, every man from his own place, Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite, —for they had by appointment met together to come to shew sympathy with him, and to comfort him.
12 Yo te yon bèl ti distans toujou lè yo wè Jòb. Yo pa t' rekonèt li. Lè yo rekonèt li, dlo vin nan je yo, yo konmanse rele, yo kriye. Yo chire rad sou yo, yo voye pousyè tè sou tèt yo tèlman sa te fè yo lapenn.
And, when they lifted up their eyes afar off, and knew him not, they lifted up their voice, and wept—and rent, every one his robe, and sprinkled dust upon their heads, toward the heavens.
13 Apre sa, yo chita atè a bò kot Jòb pandan sèt jou sèt nwit san di yon mo, paske yo te wè jan l'ap soufri.
And they sat with him upon the ground, seven days and seven nights, —and none was speaking unto him a word, for they saw that, exceeding great, was the stinging pain.
