Ezekyèl 21
1 Konsa, pawòl SENYÈ a te vin kote Mwen. Li te di:
And the word of the Lord came to me, saying:
2 “Fis a lòm, ranje figi ou vè Jérusalem. Pale kont sanktyè yo e pwofetize kont peyi Israël:
Son of man, set thy face toward Jerusalem, and let thy speech flow towards the holy places, and prophesy against the land of Israel:
3 Di a peyi Israël la: ‘Konsa pale SENYÈ a: “Gade byen, Mwen vin kont nou. Mwen va rale nepe Mwen nan fouwo, e Mwen va koupe retire de nou moun dwat yo ak mechan yo.
And say to the land of Israel: Thus saith the Lord God: Behold I come against thee, and I will draw forth my sword out of its sheath, and will cut off in thee the just, and the wicked.
4 Konsa, lè M ap koupe retire nèt de nou, moun dwat yo ansanm ak mechan yo, nan menm fwa, nepe M va rale soti nan fouwo li, kont tout chè soti nan sid jis rive nan nò.
And forasmuch as I have cut off in thee the just, and the wicked, therefore shall my sword go forth out of its sheath against all flesh, from the south even to the north.
5 Konsa, tout chè va konnen ke Mwen, SENYÈ a, te rale nepe Mwen sòti nan fouwo. Li p ap remete nan fouwo ankò.”’
That all flesh may know that I the Lord have drawn my sword out of its sheath not to be turned back.
6 “Pou ou menm, fis a lòm, plenn fò nan gòj ou ak kè kase, ak doulè òrib. Plenn nan gòj devan zye yo, ak kè kase, byen amè.
And thou, son of man, mourn with the breaking of thy loins, and with bitterness sigh before them.
7 Konsa, lè yo mande ou, ‘Poukisa w ap plenn nan?’ ou va di: ‘Akoz nouvèl k ap vini an! Tout kè va fann, tout men va vin pèdi fòs, nanm a tout moun va vin fennen e tout jenou yo va vin fèb tankou dlo. Gade byen, sa ap vini e sa va fèt’, deklare Senyè BONDYE a.’”
And when they shall say to thee: Why mournest thou? thou shalt say: For that which I hear: because it cometh, and every heart shall melt, and all hands shall be made feeble, and every spirit shall faint, and water shall run down every knee: behold it cometh, and it shall be done, saith the Lord God.
8 Ankò, pawòl SENYÈ a te rive kote mwen. Li te di:
And the word of the Lord came to me, saying:
9 “Fis a lòm, pwofetize e di: ‘Konsa pale SENYÈ a: “Yon nepe! Yon nepe! Li file e anplis, klere!
Son of man, prophesy, and say: Thus saith the Lord God: Say: The sword, the sword is sharpened, and furbished.
10 File pou fè yon masak, klere pou tire kon kout loray! Èske se konsa nou dwe fè kè kontan? Baton fis Mwen an, kondannen denyè pyebwa a.
It is sharpened to kill victims: it is furbished that it may glitter: thou removest the sceptre of my son, thou hast cut down every tree.
11 Li fèt pou li ta poli, pou yo kab manyen li. Nepe a file e poli, pou plase nan men a sila k ap touye a.
And I have given it to be furbished, that it may be handled: this sword is sharpened, and it is furbished, that it may be in the hand of the slayer.
12 Kriye fò e rele anmwey, fis a lòm; paske li kont pèp Mwen an, li kont tout prens Israël yo. Yo vin livre a nepe a avèk pèp Mwen an. Akoz sa, frape kwis ou.
Cry, and howl, O son of man, for this sword is upon my people, it is upon all the princes of Israel, that are fled: they are delivered up to the sword with my people, strike therefore upon thy thigh,
13 “Paske gen yon tribinal. Kisa pou di si menm baton ki kondanen an pa la ankò?” deklare Senyè BONDYE a.
Because it is tried: and that when it shall overthrow the sceptre, and it shall not be, saith the Lord God.
14 “Pou sa, ou menm, fis a lòm, pwofetize e bat men ou ansanm. Kite nepe a vin double pou twazyèm fwa a, nepe pou tout sila ak blesi fatal yo. Se nepe pou gran la ki pote yon blesi fatal. Nan chanm yo l ap antre.
Thou therefore, O son of man, prophesy, and strike thy hands together, and let the sword be doubled, and let the sword of the slain be tripled: this is the sword of a great slaughter, that maketh them stand amazed,
15 Pou kè yo ka fann, e anpil moun tonbe sou pòtay yo, Mwen te plase nepe klere a devan tout potay yo. Ah! Li fèt pou frape tankou loray; li byen pwenti ak lentansyon fè masak.
And languish in heart, and that multiplieth ruins. In all their gates I have set the dread of the sharp sword, the sword that is furbished to glitter, that is made ready for slaughter.
16 Rasanble nou menm. Ale adwat! Pozisyone ou byen alinye! Ale agoch, nenpòt kote ou gade.
Be thou sharpened, go to the right hand, or to the left, which way soever thou hast a mind to set thy face.
17 Anplis, Mwen va bat men M ansanm; Mwen va satisfè chalè kòlè Mwen. Mwen, SENYÈ a, Mwen te pale li.”
And I will clap my hands together, and will satisfy my indignation: I the Lord have spoken.
18 Pawòl SENYÈ a te vin kote mwen. Li te di:
And the word of the Lord came to me, saying:
19 “Pou ou menm, fis a lòm, fè de wout pou nepe wa Babylone nan kapab vini. Toulède va sòti nan yon sèl peyi. Epi fè yon endikasyon sou poto bwa. Fè l nan tèt wout pou antre nan vil la.
And thou son of man, set thee two ways, for the sword of the king of Babylon to come: both shall come forth out of one land: and with his hand he shall draw lots, he shall consult at the head of the way of the city.
20 Ou va trase wout la pou nepe a vin rive nan Rabbath a fis a Ammon yo, e vè Juda, nan Jérusalem fòtifye a.
Thou shalt make a way that the sword may come to Rabbath of the children of Ammon, and to Juda unto Jerusalem the strong city.
21 Paske wa Babylone nan te kanpe nan kote wout yo divize a, nan tèt a de wout yo, pou fè sèvis divinò. Li te souke flèch yo, li konsilte zidòl lakay yo, li egzamine fwa a.
For the king of Babylon stood in the highway, at the head of two ways, seeking divination, shuffling arrows: he inquired of the idols, and consulted entrails.
22 Sou men dwat li, oso a an te parèt; ‘Jérusalem,’ pou monte ak gwo moso bwa long pou kraze pòtay yo, pou ouvri bouch pou masak la, pou leve vwa gwo kri batay la, pou mete gwo bout bwa long yo kont pòtay yo, pou monte ran syèj yo, pou bati yon miray syèj.
On his right hand was the divination for Jerusalem, to set battering rams, to open the mouth in slaughter, to lift up the voice in howling, to set engines against the gates, to cast up a mount, to build forts.
23 Epi sa va pou yo kon yon fo divinasyon nan zye yo. Yo te fè sèman solanèl, men li mennen inikite nan memwa yo, pou yo ka vin sezi yo.
And he shall be in their eyes as one consulting the oracle in vain, and imitating the leisure of sabbaths: but he will call to remembrance the iniquity that they may be taken.
24 “Akoz sa”, pale Senyè BONDYE a: ‘Akoz nou te mennen inikite nan memwa nou, nan sa, transgresyon nou yo vin dekouvri nèt. Konsa, pou tout zak nou yo, peche nou vin parèt—akoz nou vin sonje yo, men lan va vin sezi nou.
Therefore thus saith the Lord God: Because you have remembered your iniquity, and have discovered your prevarications, and your sins have appeared in all your devices: because, I say, you have remembered, you shall be taken with the hand.
25 “‘Epi ou menm, O nonm mechan an ak blesi fatal la, prens Israël la, ou menm ak jou ki rive a, nan moman pinisyon final lan.
But thou profane wicked prince of Israel, whose day is come that hath been appointed in the time of iniquity:
26 Konsa pale Senyè BONDYE a: “Retire mouchwa sou tèt ou a, e retire kouwòn nan. Sa p ap menm ankò. Leve sa ki ba e bese sa ki wo.
Thus saith the Lord God: Remove the diadem, take off the crown: is it not this that hath exalted the low one, and brought down him that was high?
27 Mwen va boulvèse, boulvèse, boulvèse tout sa a. Sa tou p ap genyen li ankò jiskaske Sila ki gen dwa a, vini, e Mwen va bay li a Li menm.”’
I will shew it to be iniquity, iniquity, iniquity: but this was not done till he came to whom judgment belongeth, and I will give it him.
28 “Ou menm, fis a lòm, pwofetize e di: ‘Konsa pale Senyè BONDYE a konsènan fis a Ammon yo e konsènan ‘repwòch’ yo: “Yon nepe, yon nepe fin rale! Li klere pou masak la, pou fè l konsonmen nèt, pou li kapab tankou loray.
And thou son of man, prophesy, and say: Thus saith the Lord God concerning the children of Ammon, and concerning their reproach, and thou shalt say: sword, O sword, come out of the scabbard to kill, be furbished to destroy, and to glitter,
29 Pandan yo wè pou ou fo vizyon yo, pandan yo devine manti pou ou, pou mete ou sou kou a mechan ki gen blesi fatal la, jou a sila ki fin rive a, nan lè pinisyon final la.
Whilst they see vain things in thy regard, and they divine lies: to bring thee upon the necks of the wicked that are wounded, whose appointed day is come in the time of iniquity.
30 Remete li nan fouwo a. Nan plas kote ou te kreye a, nan pwòp peyi ou an, Mwen va jije ou.
Return into thy sheath. I will judge thee in the place wherein thou wast created, in the land of thy nativity.
31 Mwen va vide kòlè Mwen sou ou. Mwen va soufle sou ou ak dife kòlè Mwen e Mwen va livre ou nan men a lezòm brital yo; sila ak gran kapasite pou detwi.
And I will pour out upon thee my indignation: in the fire of my rage will I blow upon thee, and will give thee into the hands of men that are brutish and contrive thy destruction.
32 Ou va vinbwa sèch pou dife a; san ou va vide nan mitan peyi a. Yo p ap sonje ou ankò; paske Mwen menm, SENYÈ a, fin pale.”’”
Thou shalt be fuel for the fire, thy blood shall be in the midst of the land, thou shalt be forgotten: for I the Lord have spoken it.
