Abakouk 1
1 Pwofesi ke Habacuc, pwofèt la te wè.
The oracle of which Habakkuk the prophet, had vision:
2 Pandan konbyen tan, O SENYÈ, mwen va kriye sekou e Ou pa tande? Mwen kriye a Ou menm, “Vyolans!” Men Ou pa delivre.
How long, O Yahweh, have I called out, and thou wouldst not hear me? Have I kept crying unto thee of violence, and thou wouldst not save?
3 Poukisa Ou fè m wè inikite, e Ou gade sou tout mechanste yo? Wi, se destriksyon ak vyolans ki devan mwen; gwo konfli ak kont k ap leve toupatou.
Wherefore shouldst thou let me see iniquity, and, wrong, shouldst let me behold, and, force and violence, be straight before me, —and there should have ever been someone who, contention and strife, would uphold?
4 Akoz sa, yo vin pa okipe yo de lalwa e jistis la pa janm avanse. Paske mechan yo vin antoure moun ladwati yo. Lajistis tòde nèt.
For which cause, benumbed is the law, and there is never any going forth of justice, —for, the lawless, doth circumvent the righteous, for which cause, justice doth go forth perverted?
5 “Gade pami nasyon yo! Obsève byen! Se pou nou vin sezi e menm etone! Paske Mwen ap fè nan jou pa w yo, yon bagay ke ou pa t ap kwè, malgre ke ou ta tande l.
Behold ye, among the nations, and look around, Yea stand stock still—stare, —for, a work, is being wrought in your days, ye will not believe, when it is recounted.
6 Paske, gade byen, Mwen ap leve Kaldeyen yo, pèp fewòs e san kontwòl sa a, k ap mache sou tout tè a pou sezi kote ki pa pou yo.
For, behold me! raising up the Chaldeans, the bitter and headlong nation, —that marcheth to the breadths of the earth, to take possession of habitations, not his.
7 Yo plen tout moun ak gwo laperèz, ak lakrent. Jistis ak otorite pa yo sòti sèl nan yo menm.
Awful and fearful, is he, —from himself, his decision and his uprising, proceed.
8 Chevalye yo pi vit ke leyopa, e pi vijilan ke lou lannwit. Chevalye yo vin galope. Chevalye yo sòti lwen. Yo vole tankou èg k ap plonje desann pou devore.
Then, swifter than leopards, are his horses, and, more sharply they attack, than evening wolves, and forward have leapt his chargers, —Yea, his chargers, from afar, will come in, they will fly as an eagle hath hastened to devour.
9 Yo tout vini pou fè vyolans. Nan rega pa yo se an avan. Yo ranmase kaptif tankou sab.
Solely for violence, will he come, the intent of their faces, is—To the east! And he hath gathered, as the sand, a captive host;
10 Yo giyonnen wa yo e yo moke gouvènè yo. Yo pase tout bastyon yo nan tenten. Yo sanble ranblè tè yo e yo sezi yo.
And, he, over kings, will make merry, and, nobles, will be a scorn to him: he, at any fortress, will laugh, once he hath heaped up dust, he hath captured it!
11 Tankou van yo va vole pase, pou yo ale nèt. Yo vrèman koupab; yo mete fòs yo nan dye pa yo a.”
Then, hath he become arrogant in spirit, and hath committed excess, and so is guilty, —this his violence, is due to his god.
12 Èske se pa nan letènite Ou sòti, O SENYÈ, Bondye mwen an, (Sila) Ki Sen mwen an? Nou p ap mouri. Ou menm, O SENYÈ, Ou te dezinye yo pou jijman an. Ou menm, O Woche a, Ou te etabli yo pou pinisyon.
Art not, thou, from of old, O Yahweh, my God, my Holy One? Thou diest not! O Yahweh, to judgment, hast thou appointed him, and, O Rock, to correction, hast thou devoted him:
13 Zye Ou twò pafè pou gade mal, e Ou pa ka menm gade mechanste. Poukisa Ou sipòte (sila) ki trèt yo? Poukisa Ou rete an silans pandan mechan yo ap vale (sila) ki pi jis pase yo?
[Thou] whose eyes are too pure to look with approval on wrong, to respect oppression, canst not endure, —Wherefore, shouldst thou respect the treacherous? Be silent, when the lawless, swalloweth up, one more righteous than he?
14 Poukisa kite yo fè lòm tankou pwason lanmè, tankou (sila) k ap trennen atè ki pa gen gouvènè sou yo?
So wouldst thou have made Men, like the fishes of the sea, —like the creeping thing that hath no ruler over it:
15 Pou Kaldeyen yo, yo rale yo fè yo tout monte ak yon zen. Yo rale pote yo ale ak pèlen, e ranmase yo ansanm nan filè pwason. Se konsa y ap rejwi e fè kè kontan.
All of which, with a hook, one bringeth up, raketh together with his drag, and hath gathered with his net, —
16 Tout sa, akoz yo ofri yon sakrifis a filè yo; yo brile lansan nan filè a; paske pa bagay sa yo, lavi a vin bon, e manje yo vin anpil.
On which account, he is glad and exulteth: on which account, he sacrificeth to his Net, and burneth incense to his Drag; because, thereby, rich, is his portion, and his food—fatness!
17 Èske se konsa yap kontinye vide filè yo, e kontinye detwi nasyon yo san mizerikòd?
Shall he, on this account, empty his net? And, the continual slaying of nations, deem to be no pity?
