Ezayi 40
1 “Konsole, O konsole pèp Mwen an,” pale Bondye ou an.
“Comfort, yes comfort my people!” says your God.
2 “Pale ak dousè ak Jérusalem. Rele a li menm, ke konfli li fini an, ke inikite li retire a, ke li te resevwa nan men SENYÈ a doub pou tout peche li yo.”
“Speak lovingly to the people of Jerusalem, telling them that their hard times are over, that their sins have been forgiven, and that the Lord has paid them twice over for their sins.”
3 Yon vwa k ap rele fò, “Debleye chemen an pou SENYÈ a nan dezè a! Fè vin swa nan dezè a yon gran chemen pou Bondye nou an.
A voice is heard calling, “Prepare the way for the Lord in the wilderness, make a straight highway for our God through the desert.
4 Kite tout vale yo vin leve wo, e tout mòn ak kolin yo vin ba. Kite move teren an vin pla, e teren difisil yo vin yon vale ki swa.
Fill in all the valleys; level all the mountains and hills; smooth out the uneven ground; make the rough places flat.
5 Glwa a SENYÈ a va vin parèt, e tout chè va wè sa ansanm; paske bouch a SENYÈ a fin pale.”
The Lord's glory will be revealed, and everyone will see it together. This is what the Lord has declared.”
6 Yon vwa pale: “Rele fò.” Yon lòt reponn: “Kisa pou m rele?” “Tout chè se zèb, e tout bèlte li se tankou flè nan chan.
A voice is heard saying, “Shout it out.” I asked, “What shall I shout?” “All human beings are like grass, and all their trustworthiness is like the flowers of the field.
7 Zèb la fennen, flè a pèdi koulè l, depi souf SENYÈ a soufle sou li. Anverite, pèp la se zèb.
The grass wilts and the flower fades when the Lord's breathes on them. Yes, the people are grass!
8 Zèb la fennen, flè a pèdi koulè l, men pawòl Bondye nou an kanpe jis pou tout tan.”
However, even though the grass wilts and the flower fades, the word of our God will endure forever.”
9 Mete ou menm sou yon mòn ki wo, O Sion, ki pote bòn nouvèl. Leve vwa ou wo ak gwo pouvwa, O Jérusalem, ki pote bòn nouvèl la! Leve wo! Pa pè anyen! Di a vil Juda yo: Men Bondye nou an!
Zion, bringer of good news, go up a high mountain. Jerusalem, bringer of good news, raise your voice and shout out loud. Don't be afraid to shout really loud! Tell the towns of Judah, “Here is your God!”
10 Gade byen, Senyè BONDYE a, va vini ak pwisans. Se bra L k ap kòmande pou Li. Gade byen salè Li avè L, e rekonpans li devan L.
Look! The Lord God is coming with power! He will rule with a firm hand. Look! He's bringing his reward with him, coming to give his gift.
11 Tankou yon bèje, Li va pran swen bann mouton Li. Nan bra Li, Li va ranmase jenn mouton yo, e pote yo sou lestonmak Li. Ak dousè, Li va mennen manma a ak ti mouton piti yo.
He looks after his flock like a shepherd. He picks up the lambs in his arms and holds them close to his chest. He leads those that are nursing young.
12 Se kilès ki te mezire dlo nan pla men L? Kilès ki te etabli mezi syèl yo ak yon men louvri; ki te fè kalkil pousyè latè pa mezi, ki te peze mòn yo nan gwo balans, e ki te peze kolin yo ak ti balans piti a?
Who has measured the waters he holds in the palm of his hand? Who has marked off the heavens with the span of his hand? Who has worked out the amount of dust of the earth? Who has weighed the mountains on a scale and the hills with a balance?
13 Se kilès ki te dirije Lespri SENYÈ a, oswa kòn enstwi Li pou l konseye L?
Who has measured the Spirit of the Lord, or taught him what to do as his counselor?
14 Ak kilès Li te konsilte, e se kilès ki te bay Li bon konprann? Epi kilès ki te montre Li chemen lajistis la, ki te enstwi Li nan konesans, e ki te fè L konnen chemen an pou L byen konprann?
Who did the Lord go to for advice to help him understand? Who taught him right from wrong? Who gave him knowledge and showed him the way of wisdom?
15 Gade byen, nasyon yo se tankou yon gout dlo nan yon bokit; yo parèt tankou yon grenn pousyè sou balans la. Gade byen, li leve fè monte lil yo konsi se yon ti kras pousyè.
It's obvious that the nations are just a drop in a bucket. They're like dust on a set of scales. He can pick up islands as if they weigh next to nothing.
16 Menm Liban pa kont pou brile, ni bèt li yo pa kont pou fè ofrann brile.
All the wood in Lebanon for a fire and all its animals as a sacrifice wouldn't be enough a burnt offering.
17 Tout nasyon yo se konsi yo pa anyen devan L, Li gade yo tankou mwens ke anyen, kon vanite.
To him all the nations are like nothing. He counts them as less than nothing—like they don't exist.
18 A kilès, alò, nou ta konpare Bondye? Oswa avèk ki imaj nou ta fè L sanble?
Who do you think is like God? What image do you think he looks like?
19 Pou Zidòl la, se yon ouvriye ki fòme l, ak òfèv ki kouvri l ak lò e fè chenn li an ajan,
Is he a metal idol that a craftsman casts in a mold, and then a goldsmith overlays it with gold and makes silver chains for it?
20 Sila ki twò pòv pou fè ofrann sa a, pran yon pyebwa ki pa konn pouri; li chache jwenn yon mèt atizan pou prepare yon zidòl ki p ap deplase.
Those who are too poor to pay for that choose wood that won't rot, then they look for a skilled wood-carver to make an idol that won't fall over.
21 Èske nou pa konnen? Èske nou pa konn tande? Èske sa pa t deklare a nou menm depi nan kòmansman? Èske nou pa t konprann sa depi nan fondasyon latè yo?
Don't you know? Haven't you heard? Hasn't it been explained to you from the very beginning? Haven't you understood from the time the world was created?
22 Se Li menm ki chita anwo wonn tè a ki veye nou ki rete ladann tankou krikèt volan; ki lonje ouvri syèl yo tankou yon rido e fè yo deplwaye tankou yon tant pou moun viv ladann.
God sits on his throne above the horizon of the earth; the people that live there are like grasshoppers. He stretches out the heavens like a curtain, spreading them out like a tent to live in.
23 Se Li menm ki redwi gwo chèf yo pou yo pa anyen, ki fè jij latè yo vin san sans.
He brings leaders down; he makes the rulers of the world like nothing.
24 Apèn yo fin plante, apèn yo fin simen, apèn stòk yo fin pran rasin nan tè a, Li sèlman soufle sou yo, e yo fennen poutanpèt la pote yo ale tankou pay.
In fact they are hardly even planted, hardly even sown, hardly even taken root, when he blows on them and they wither, and the wind carries them away like straw.
25 “Alò, ak kilès ou va konpare Mwen, pou M ta kapab vin egal avè l?” pale Sila Ki Sen an.
“Who are you going to compare me with? Who is equal to me?” asks the Holy One.
26 Leve zye nou anlè, e gade kilès ki te kreye zetwal sila yo; Sila ki mennen lame selès yo sòti pa chif yo. Li rele yo tout pa non yo. Akoz grandè a pwisans Li ak fòs pouvwa Li, nanpwen youn nan yo ki manke.
Look at the heavens. Who created all this? He leads the stars like an army, and calls each one by name. Because he has great power and incredible strength, not a single one of them is missing.
27 Poukisa ou di, O Jacob, e pale O Israël: “Chemen Mwen an kache de SENYÈ a e jistis ke m merite a chape de atansyon Bondye M”?
Why do you speak like this, Jacob, and why do you say, Israel, “The Lord doesn't see what's happening to me, and he's ignoring my rights!”
28 Èske nou pa konnen? Èske nou pa tande? Ke Bondye Etènèl la, SENYÈ a, Kreyatè a dènye pwent latè a, pa konn fatige, ni bouke. Konprann pa Li depase tout bon konprann.
Don't you know? Haven't you heard? The Lord is the eternal God, the Creator of the whole earth. He's never weak or tired; you can't find out all he knows.
29 Li bay fòs a sila ki fatige yo, e a sila ki manke fòs yo, li bay plis pouvwa.
He gives strength to the weary and power the powerless.
30 Malgre moun jenn yo febli e vin bouke, e jenn nom plen kouraj yo vin glise tonbe;
Even young people grow weak and tired—they fall down when they're exhausted.
31 sila ki tann SENYÈ yo va renouvle ak kouraj nèf; yo va monte anwo ak zèl kon èg. Yo va kouri, e yo p ap bouke; yo va mache, e yo p ap fatige.
But those who trust in the Lord will have their strength renewed. They will fly high with wings like eagles. They will run and not be tired. They will walk and not be worn out.
