Oze 13
1 Lè Éphraïm te pale, te gen tranbleman. Li te leve tèt li wo an Israël; men ak Baal, li te fè mal, e li te mouri.
When Ephraim speaketh tremblingly, He hath been lifted up in Israel, When he becometh guilty in Baal he dieth.
2 Epi koulye a, yo peche plis toujou, e yo fè pou tèt yo imaj fonn an ajan, menm zidòl yo selon jan yo konprann. Yo tout se zèv a mèt ouvriye yo ye. Yo di a yo menm: “Yo ofri sakrifis imen yo, e bo ti bèf yo!”
And now do they add to sin, And make to them a molten image of their silver, By their own understanding — idols, A work of artisans — all of it, Of them they say, who [are] sacrificers among men, 'The calves let them kiss.'
3 Akoz sa, yo va tankou nwaj nan maten an ak lawouze k ap disparèt bonè, tankou pay ke van pote ale soti nan glasi vannen, e tankou Lafimen soti nan chemine.
Therefore they are as a cloud of the morning, And as dew, rising early, going away, As chaff tossed about out of a floor, And as smoke out of a window.
4 Malgre sa, Mwen se SENYÈ, Bondye ou, depi nan peyi Égypte la; epi ou pa pou konnen okenn dye sof ke Mwen; paske nanpwen sovè sof ke Mwen.
And I [am] Jehovah thy God from the land of Egypt, And a God besides Me thou dost not know, And a Saviour — there is none save Me.
5 Mwen te pran swen ou nan dezè a, nan peyi sechrès la.
I — I have known thee in a wilderness, In a land of droughts.
6 Lè yo te vin jwenn patiraj yo, yo te vin satisfè; yo te vin satisfè e kè yo te vin ògeye. Konsa, yo te bliye Mwen.
According to their feedings they are satiated, They have been satiated, And their heart is lifted up, Therefore they have forgotten Me,
7 Akoz sa, Mwen va vin tankou yon lyon anvè yo. Kon yon leyopa, Mwen va kouche an kachèt bò chemen an.
And I am to them as a lion, As a leopard by the way I look out.
8 Mwen va rankontre yo kon yon lous ki fenk fin pèdi pitit li, e mwen va chire lestomak yo nèt. Sou plas, Mwen va devore yo tankou yon manman lyon, jan yon bèt sovaj ta chire yo.
I do meet them as a bereaved bear, And I rend the enclosure of their heart.
9 Se destriksyon pa w, O Israël! Akoz ou kont Mwen, kont sekou ou.
And I consume them there as a lioness, A beast of the field doth rend them.
10 Kote wa ou a koulye a, pou li ta ka sove ou nan tout vil ou yo? Ak jij ke ou te mande yo: “Ban mwen yon wa ak prens yo”?
Thou hast destroyed thyself, O Israel, But in Me [is] thy help, Where [is] thy king now — And he doth save thee in all thy cities? And thy judges of whom thou didst say, 'Give to me a king and heads?'
11 Mwen te bay ou yon wa nan kòlè Mwen, e Mwen te fè l soti nan kòlè Mwen.
I give to thee a king in Mine anger, And I take away in My wrath.
12 Inikite a Éphraïm vin ogmante nèt; peche li vin mete nan depo.
Bound up [is] the iniquity of Ephraim, Hidden [is] his sin,
13 Doulè a yon fanm k ap pouse pitit va vini sou li; se pa yon fis ki saj, k ap rete nan vant ki ouvri e k ap tann li soti a.
Pangs of a travailing woman come to him, He [is] a son not wise, For he remaineth not the time for the breaking forth of sons.
14 Mwen va rachte yo soti anba pouvwa a Sejou mò yo; mwen va rachte yo soti anba lanmò. O lanmò! Kote pikan ou yo? O Sejou mò yo! Kote destriksyon ou an? Repantans va vin kache devan zye M. (Sheol h7585)
From the hand of Sheol I do ransom them, From death I redeem them, Where [is] thy plague, O death? Where thy destruction, O Sheol? Repentance is hid from Mine eyes. (Sheol h7585)
15 Malgre li pote fwi pami frè li yo, yon van nan lès va vini; van SENYÈ a k ap monte soti nan dezè a. Sous dlo li va vin sèch, e fontèn dlo li va seche. Li va piyaje trezò tout bagay ki gen valè.
Though he among brethren produceth fruit, Come in doth an east wind, a wind of Jehovah, From a wilderness it is coming up, And it drieth up his fountain, And become dry doth his spring, It — it spoileth a treasure — every desirable vessel.
16 Samarie va pote koupabilite li, paske li te fè rebèl kont Bondye li a. Yo va tonbe pa nepe. Timoun piti yo va vin kraze an mòso, epi fanm ansent yo va vin dechire nèt.
Become desolate doth Samaria, Because she hath rebelled against her God, By sword they do fall, Their sucklings are dashed in pieces, And its pregnant ones are ripped up!
