Ezayi 23
1 Pwofesi konsènan Tyr a. Rele anmwey, O bato a Tarsis yo! Paske Tyr detwi e li vin rete san kay, ni pò. Rapò a rive kote yo soti nan peyi Chypre.
The doom of Tyre. Wail, ye ships of Tharshish; for it is laid waste, without house, without entrance: from the land of Kittim hath it been revealed to them.
2 Rete san pale, O moun ki rete nan peyi kot yo; komèsan a Sidon yo k ap travèse lanmè a fin ranplase ou.
Be silent, ye inhabitants of the coast-land: the merchants of Zidon, that pass over the sea [formerly] filled thee.
3 Sou anpil dlo sereyal a Nil la, rekòlt a Rivyè a te mwayen lavi li. Se li ki te mache pou nasyon yo.
And on mighty waters [came] the seed of Shichor, the harvest of the stream, as her revenue; and she became the mart of nations.
4 Rete wont, O Sidon; paske lanmè a pale, sitadèl lanmè a, di: “Mwen pa t gen doulè, ni fè pitit; mwen pa t leve jennonm, ni leve vyèj.”
Be ashamed, O Zion; for spoken hath the sea, the stronghold of the sea, saying, I travailed not, nor brought forth children, neither did I nourish up young men, nor bring up virgins.
5 Lè rapò a rive an Égypte, y ap twouble anpil akoz rapò Tyr a.
As at the report concerning Egypt, so shall they tremble at the report of Tyre.
6 Janbe rive Tarsis! Rele anmwey, O moun peyi kot yo!
Pass ye over to Tharshish; wail, ye inhabitants of the coast-land.
7 Èske sa se gwo vil kè kontan nou an, ki te bati soti antikite yo, pye a sila ki te konn pote li jis byen lwen nan vwaj yo?
Is this your fate, ye of the joyous [city]? she whose antiquity is of ancient days—her own feet shall carry her, afar off to sojourn.
8 Kilès ki te fè plan sila a kont Tyr, ki te konn bay tout kouwòn yo, komèsan a sila ki te prens yo, machann a sila ki te gen onè sou tout latè yo?
Who hath resolved this against Tyre, the crowning city, whose merchants are princes, whose traders are the honorable of the earth?
9 SENYÈ dèzame yo te planifye sa, pou souye ògèy a tout bèlte sa a e imilye tout gran sou latè yo.
The Lord hath resolved it, to dishonor the pride of all ornament, to make of light esteem all the honorable of the earth.
10 Debòde peyi ou a tankou Rivyè Nil, O fi a Tarsis; nanpwen anyen ki pou anpeche ou ankò.
Pass through thy land as a stream, O daughter of Tharshish: there is no more strength.
11 Li fin lonje men l sou lanmè a, Li te fè wayòm yo tranble. SENYÈ a te pase lòd konsènan Canaan pou detwi tout fò ranfòse yo.
He hath stretched out his hand over the sea, he hath shaken kingdoms; the Lord hath given a command against Canaan, to subvert its strongholds.
12 Li fin di: “Ou p ap leve tèt ou wo ankò, O vyèj kraze Sidon nan! Leve, travèse Chypre; menm la, ou p ap jwenn repo.”
And he said, Thou shalt no longer rejoice any more, O thou oppressed virgin, daughter of Zidon: arise, pass over to the Kittim; also there shalt thou have no rest.
13 Gade byen, peyi a Kaldeyen yo—sa se pèp ki pa t egziste. Assyrie te dezigne l pou moun dezè—yo te fè leve fò syèj yo, byen wo. Yo te kraze palè li yo, yo te fè l vin yon pil mazi kraze.
Behold the land of the Chaldeans—this people which was not, Asshur founded it for the dwellers in the wilderness—they have set up their watchtowers, have overthrown its palaces, have rendered it a heap of ruins.
14 Rele anmwey, O bato a Tarsis yo, paske sitadèl ranfòse nou yo vin detwi!
Wail, ye ships of Tharshish; your stronghold is laid waste.
15 Alò, nan jou sa a, Tyr va vin bliye pandan swasann-dizan, tankou jou a yon sèl wa. Nan fen swasann-dizan yo, sa va vin rive Tyr tankou nan chanson a fanm pwostitiye a.
And it shall come to pass on that day, that Tyre shall be forgotten seventy years, like the days of one king: at the end of seventy years shall it happen to Tyre as in the song of the harlot.
16 Pran ap ou, mache nan vil la, O fanm pwostitiye ki fin bliye. Rale kòd li yo ak ladrès; chante anpil chan pou yo ka sonje ou.
“Take the harp, go round about the city, thou forgotten harlot; make sweet music, sing many songs, in order that thou mayest be remembered.”
17 Li va vin rive nan fen swasann-dizan yo, ke SENYÈ a va vizite Tyr. Apre, li va retounen jwenn salè pwostitiye li yo e li va fè pwostitiye ak tout wayòm sou tout fas latè yo.
And it shall come to pass after the end of seventy years, that the Lord will visit Tyre, and she shall return to her hire, and shall have commerce with all the kingdoms of the world upon the face of the earth.
18 Sa li reyalize ak salè pwostitiye a, li va mete li apa pou SENYÈ a. Li p ap mete li nan depo, ni sere l nan depo, men sa li reyalize a va devni manje ase ak vètman byen chwazi pou sila ki demere nan prezans SENYÈ yo.
And her gain and her hire shall be holy to the Lord: it shall not be treasured nor laid up; but for those that dwell before the Lord shall her gain be, to eat to fulness, and for magnificent clothing.
