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1 Gade jan bon lò pa klere ankò! Li chanje, li pèdi kalite li! Gade jan wòch Tanp yo gaye nan tout lari!
How is dimmed the gold! changed the most fine gold! Poured out are the stones of the sanctuary, at the top of all the streets.
2 Nan tan lontan nou pa ta bay moun peyi Siyon yo pou pi bon lò ki genyen. Gade! Koulye a, yo pa vo pase krich tè moun fè ak men.
The precious sons of Zion, they who were weighed against pure gold, How are they accounted as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!
3 Ata manman chat mawon bay pitit yo tete. Men, pèp mwen an mechan tankou otrich k'ap viv nan dezè. Yo pa pran swen pitit yo.
Even wild dogs, draw out the breast, give suck to their whelps—The daughter of my people, hath become cruel, like the ostriches in the desert.
4 Lang ti bebe yo kole nan fon bouch yo sitèlman yo swaf dlo. Timoun yo ap rele mande manje. Pa gen pesonn pou ba yo anyen!
The tongue of the suckling, cleaveth to the roof of his mouth for thirst, —Young children, have asked bread, there was none, to break, it to them.
5 Moun ki te konn manje bon manje gou ap tonbe faya nan lari. Moun ki te elve nan gran kay ap chache manje nan fatra.
They who used to eat delicacies, are deserted in the streets, —They who used to be carried on crimson, have embraced heaps of refuse.
6 Peche lavil Jerizalèm pi gwo pase peche lavil Sodòm, ki te rete konsa Bondye disparèt li.
And the punishment of the daughter of my people hath grown greater than the punishment of Sodom, —which was overthrown as in a moment, when no hands had been laid violently upon her.
7 Nazirit nou yo te san repwòch. Pi bon pase yo pa t' genyen. Yo te anfòm, yo te gwonèg. Yon bèl san wouj t'ap koule nan venn yo!
Purer were her Nazirites than snow, whiter were they than milk, —more ruddy, in body, than coral, A sapphire, was their beauty of form.
8 Koulye a, se lonbraj yo ase ki la. Yo fini. Pesonn pa rekonèt yo nan lari. Po yo chèch tankou kòs bwa, yo tounen zo ak po.
Darker than a coal, is their visage, They are not known in the streets—Their skin shrivelleth on their bones, is withered, become like a stick.
9 Moun ki mouri nan lagè pi bon pase moun ki mouri grangou. Y'ap depafini jouk yo mouri. Yo pa jwenn anyen pou yo manje.
Better are the slain of the sword, than the slain of the famine, —for, these, pine away, stricken through, wanting the produce of the field.
10 Manman ki te renmen pitit yo anpil, koulye a, yo kwit yo pou yo manje. Lè malè a tonbe sou pèp mwen an, se sa yo fè pou yo pa mouri grangou.
The hands of compassionate women, have cooked their own children, —they have served as nourishment to them, in the grievous injury of the daughter of my people.
11 Seyè a fache nèt. Li limen yon sèl kalite dife nan lavil Siyon. Li boule l' ratè.
Yahweh hath completed his indignation, hath poured out the glow of his anger; and hath kindled a fire in Zion, which hath devoured her foundations.
12 Pesonn sou latè, pa menm wa peyi sou latè yo, pa t' vle kwè yon jou, moun ki pa vle wè pèp Bondye a ta antre nan pòtay lavil Jerizalèm!
Neither the kings of the earth, nor any of the inhabitants of the world, believed, that an adversary or an enemy, should enter, the gates of Jerusalem!
13 Men, tou sa rive paske pwofèt li yo ak prèt li yo te peche. Yo te lakòz anpil moun ki mache dwat pèdi lavi yo mal.
[It is] for the sins of her prophets, the iniquities of her priests, —who have been pouring out, in her midst, the blood of the righteous!
14 Y'ap mache nan lari tankou moun avèg. Yo bade ak san. Pesonn pa gen dwa manyen rad yo.
They have wandered—blind—in the streets, have defiled themselves with blood; so that men may not touch their garments.
15 Kote yo pase moun ap rele: Wete kò nou la! Nou pa pwòp! Pa pwoche! Pa manyen m'! Se konsa y'ap plede kouri sot nan yon peyi al nan yon lòt. Pesonn pa vle resevwa yo.
Turn aside! Unclean! have they cried to them, Turn aside! Turn aside! Do not touch! because they have fled, yea, wandered, Men said among the nations, They will not again tarry;
16 Seyè a pa vle wè yo ankò, se li menm ki gaye yo konsa. Li pa gen konsiderasyon ni pou pè yo ni pou chèf yo.
The face of Yahweh, hath scattered them, He will look them out no more: The persons of the priests, they have not respected, To the elders, have they shown no favour.
17 Je nou wouj afòs nou kriye. N'ap tann yon sekou ki pa janm vini. M'ap veye tann yon nasyon ki pa ka fè anyen pou delivre nou.
Silly shall our eyes fail, for our help that is vain: In our watchtower, have we watched—for a nation that will not save.
18 Lènmi ap veye kote nou prale. Nou pa menm gen dwa soti nan lari. Jou lanmò nou rive. Sa ki rete pou nou mouri a pa anyen.
They have laid snares for our steps, that we cannot walk in our own broadways: Drawn near hath our end, Fulfilled are our days, yea arrived hath our end.
19 Moun ki t'ap kouri dèyè nou yo te pi rapid pase malfini k'ap plonje dèyè poul. Y'ap kouri dèyè nou nan tout mòn yo. Yo tann pèlen pou nou nan tout dezè a.
Swifter are our pursuers, than the eagles of the heavens, —Over the mountains, have they come hotly after us, In the wilderness, have they lain in wait for us.
20 Moun Seyè a te chwazi a, li menm ki tout souf lavi nou, li menm nou te konprann ki ta ka toujou pwoteje nou pou lòt nasyon pa anvayi nou, yo pran l', yo mete l' nan prizon!
The fragrance of our nostrils, The Anointed of Yahweh, hath been captured in their pits, —of whom we had said—In his shade, shall we live among the nations.
21 Nou menm, moun peyi Edon ki rete lavil Ouz, nou mèt fè kè nou kontan, nou mèt fè fèt! Tou pa nou dèyè, tande! Jou sa a, nou pral titibe toutouni nan tout lari.
Rejoice and be glad, O daughter of Edom, thou inhabitress in the and of Uz, —Even unto thee, shall the cup pass along, thou shalt be drunken, and expose thy shame.
22 Nou menm, moun lavil Siyon, nou fin peye pou peche nou yo. Bondye ap sispann pini nou! Men, nou menm moun Edon, Seyè a pral pini nou pou peche nou yo. L'ap denonse tou sa nou fè ki mal.
Completed is thy punishment, O daughter of Zion, He will no more carry thee away captive—He hath punished thine iniquity, O daughter of Edom, he hath stripped the veil from off thy sins.
