Ezayi 15
1 Pwofesi konsènan Moab la. Anverite nan yon sèl nwit, Ar-Moab fin devaste e detwi nèt. Nan yon sè nwit, Kir-Moab fin devaste e detwi nèt.
The oracle on Moab: Because, in a night, was laid waste Ar of Moab—destroyed! Because, in a night, was laid waste Kir of Moab—destroyed,
2 Yo fin monte nan tanp lan ak Dibon, menm kote wo plas yo pou kriye. Moab rele anmwey sou Nebo ak Médeba. Razwa fin pase sou tèt tout moun e tout bab fin koupe.
He hath gone up to Bayith and Dibon, to the high places, to weep, —On Nebo and on Medeba, Moab is howling, On all their heads, a baldness, Every beard, clipped.
3 Nan lari yo, yo fin abiye ak twal sak. Sou twati lakay yo e sou gwo plas yo, tout moun ap rele anmwey e vin fann nèt akoz dlo ki sòti nan zye yo.
In their streets, have they girded them with sackcloth, —On their housetops, and in their broadways, every one is howling—melting in tears;
4 Anplis, Hesbon ak Élealé rele anmwey; vwa yo konn tande jis rive Jahats. Akoz sa, tout mesye ak zam yo kriye fò; nanm yo tranble anndan.
And Heshbon, hath made outcry, and Elealeh, Unto Jahaz, hath been heard their voice, —For this cause, do the armed men of Moab roar, Every man’s soul, quivereth to him.
5 Kè m kriye fò pou Moab! Prens li yo sove ale rive jis Tsoar yo, jis Églath-Schelischija yo. Yo monte pant Luchith la pandan y ap kriye nèt; anverite, menm sou wout pou rive Choronaïm nan, y ap leve yon kri anmwey pou destriksyon yo.
Mine own heart, for Moab continueth to make outcry, Her fugitive, as far as Zoar, is like a heifer of three years; For the accent of Luhith, with weeping, they ascend, For by the way of Horonaim—an outcry of destruction, they excite;
6 Paske dlo a Nimrin yo abandone. Anverite, zèb la fennen nèt; menm boujon gazon mouri. Pa gen anyen ki vèt.
For, the waters of Nimrim, shall become desolation, —For grass, hath dried up, Herbage hath failed, Green thing, hath not sprung up!
7 Pou sa, gwo kantite byen ke yo vin genyen pou mete nan depo, yo pote yo ale sou flèv dlo Arabim nan.
For this cause, the savings they had made and that which they had stored, Over the torrent-bed of the willows, shall they bear them.
8 Paske kri anmwey la fin kouri ale antoure peyi Moab la. Plenyen li an rive jis Egalïm, e lamantasyon li an jis Beer-Élim.
For the outcry hath gone round the boundary of Moab, —As far as Eglaim, the howling thereof, And to Beer-elim, the howling thereof.
9 Paske dlo a Dimon yo plen ak san. Anverite Mwen va ogmante mizè sou Dimon, ak yon lyon sou sila yo k ap sove ale Moab, menm ankò sou retay yo nan peyi a.
For the waters of Dimon, are full of blood, For I will lay upon Dimon new troubles, —To the escaped of Moab, the lions, Even to the survivors on the soil.
