Ezayi 41
1 “Peyi kot lanmè yo, koute Mwen an silans e kite pèp yo renouvele fòs yo. Kite yo vin parèt pa devan, konsa, kite yo pale. Annou reyini ansanm pou fè jijman.
Be silent [and hearken] unto me, O ye Coastlands, And let the Races of Men renew their strength, —Let them approach, then, let them speak, Together, for controversy, let us draw near: —
2 Kilès ki te fè leve yon k ap soti nan lès? Kilès ki te rele li vin kanpe a pye nan ladwati la? Li livre nasyon yo devan li e Li fè wa yo soumèt; li fè yo tankou pousyè ak nepe li, tankou pay k ap chase pa van devan banza li.
Who roused up one from the East, In righteousness, called him to his feet, —Set before him nations And over kings, caused him to rule, His sword, made [them] like dust, His bow like driven chaff:
3 Li kouri dèyè yo, e Li pase san danje, menm nan yon chemen kote li pa t konn pase ak pye li.
He pursued them passed along safely, —Upon the path of his own feet, entered he not?
4 Se kilès ki te fè sa a e ki te acheve li; ki te rele fè parèt tout jenerasyon yo soti nan kòmansman? Mwen, SENYÈ a, se premye a ak dènye a. Mwen se Li.”
Who hath wrought and performed, Calling the generations, in advance? I, Yahweh, [who am] First, And with them who are last, I, am the Same!
5 Peyi kot yo te wè e yo gen lakrent; dènye pwent latè yo tranble. Yo rapwoche; yo rive.
Coastlands have seen, so they fear, The ends of the earth, are in dread, —They have drawn near, and have come:
6 Chak moun ap ede vwazen li. Yo di a frè yo: “Pran kouraj!”
Every man, to his neighbour, giveth help, —And to his brother, saith Take courage!
7 Konsa, bòs atizan an ankouraje bòs fonn metal la. Sila ki fè metal vin poli ak mato a ankouraje sila k ap bat fè a. Li di a sila k ap soude a: “Li bon”. Li kloure li ak klou pou l rete nan plas li.
So, the carver, hath encouraged, the goldsmith, he that maketh smooth with the hammer, him that smiteth the anvil, —Saying of the welding, It is, good, Then hath he fastened it with nails—it must not totter!
8 Men ou menm, O Israël, sèvitè Mwen an, Jacob ke M te chwazi a, desandan Abraham nan, zami Mwen an;
But, thou, Israel, my Servant, Jacob whom I have chosen, —The seed of Abraham my loving one;
9 ou menm, ke M te pran soti nan tout ekstremite latè yo, e te rele soti nan kote pi izole yo pou te di ou: ‘Ou se sèvitè Mwen. Mwen te chwazi ou e Mwen pa t rejte ou.’
Thou whom I have taken hold of from the ends of the earth, And from the extremities thereof, have called thee, —And said to thee, My Servant, thou! I have chosen thee and not cast thee off,
10 Pa pè, paske Mwen avèk ou. Pa gade toupatou ak kè twouble, paske Mwen se Bondye ou. Mwen va fòtifye ou. Anverite Mwen va bay ou sekou. Anverite Mwen va bay ou soutyen ak men ladwati, men dwat Mwen.
Do not fear, for with thee, I am! Look not around, for, I, am thy God, —I have emboldened thee, Yea I have helped thee, Yea I have upheld thee with my righteous right-hand.
11 Gade byen, tout sila ki fache ak ou yo va vin wont e dezonore. Sila k ap pran pòz kont ou yo va vin konsi se pa anyen e yo va peri.
Lo! they shall turn pale and be ashamed—All they who have been incensed against thee, —They shall become as nothing and perish—The men who have been thine accusers:
12 Ou va chache sila k ap fè pwoblèm ak ou yo, men ou p ap jwenn yo. Sila ki fè lagè ak ou yo va vin konsi se pa anyen e yo p ap egziste ankò.
Thou shalt seek them, but shalt not find them—The men who have contended with thee, They shall become as nothing, and as a thing of nought—The men who have warred against thee;
13 Paske Mwen se SENYÈ a, Bondye ou a, ki soutni men dwat Ou, ki di ou, pa pè, Mwen va ba ou sekou.
For I, Yahweh thy God am firmly grasping thy right-hand, —Who am saying unto thee Do not fear! I, have become thy helper!
14 “Pinga ou pè, ou menm, vètè Jacob la, nou menm mesye Israël yo. Mwen va ede nou”, deklare SENYÈ a. “Redanmtè ou a se Sila Ki Sen an Israël la.
Do not fear, Thou worm Jacob, Ye men of Israel, —I, have become thy helper, Declareth Yahweh, And thy redeemer The Holy One of Israel.
15 Gade byen, Mwen te fè ou vin yon zouti tounèf, byen file tou de bò, pou kraze vannen rekòlt la. Ou va vannen mòn yo, kraze yo fen, e fè kolin yo vin tankou pay.
Lo! I have made of thee a new pointed threshing sledge, owning teeth, —Thou shalt thresh mountains and crush them, And, hills—like chaff, shalt thou make:
16 Ou va vannen yo; van a va pote yo ale e tanpèt va gaye yo. Men ou va rejwi nan SENYÈ a; ou va fè lwanj Sila Ki Sen an Israël la.
Thou shalt fan them and, a wind, shall carry them away, And, a whirlwind, scatter, them, —But, thou, shalt exult in Yahweh, And, in the Holy One of Israel, shalt thou boast thyself.
17 Aflije yo ak malere yo ap chache dlo, men nanpwen; lang yo sèch ak swaf la. Mwen menm, SENYÈ a, va reponn yo. Mwen, Bondye Israël la p ap abandone yo.
As for the oppressed and the needy. Seeking water when there is none, Their tongue with thirst being parched I—Yahweh, will answer them, The God of Israel, I will not forsake them:
18 Mwen va ouvri rivyè yo sou wotè ki vid yo ak sous nan mitan vale yo. Mwen va fè dezè a vin yon letan dlo, e tè sèch la yon fontèn dlo.
I will open, On bare hills rivers, and In the midst of plains, fountains, —I will make The desert, a lake of water, and Parched land, springs of water;
19 Mwen va plase pye sèd nan dezè a, pye akasya, ak pye jasmen ak pye doliv. Mwen va mete pye pichpen nan dezè a ansanm ak pye bwadòm;
I will set in the desert! Cedar, acacia, and myrtle, and oil-tree, —I will place, in the waste plain, Cypress, holm-oak, and sherbin-cedar, together
20 pou yo ka wè, vin rekonèt, reflechi e ranmase bon konprann ansanm, ke men SENYÈ a te fè sa, ke Sila Ki Sen an Israël te kreye li a.
That men may see and observe and consider and understand at once, That, the hand of Yahweh, hath done this, That the Holy One of Israel hath created it.
21 “Prezante ka nou yo”, pale SENYÈ a. “Pote gwo diskou nou yo”, pale Wa a Jacob la.
Bring near your contention, Saith Yahweh, —Advance your defences, Saith the King of Jacob:
22 Mennen fè yo vin parèt e deklare a nou menm sa ki va rive! Epi pou evenman lontan yo, deklare kisa yo te ye, pou nou ka konsidere yo, e konnen kijan y ap sòti. Oswa, anonse a nou menm sa k ap vini an.
Let them advance them, and tell us, What shall happen, —Things known in advance—what they were, tell ye, That we may lay them to our heart and mark the after-story of them, Or, things yet to come, let us hear:
23 Deklare bagay ki va vin rive apre yo, pou nou ka konnen ke se dye nou ye. Anverite, fè byen, oswa fè mal, pou nou ka gade toupatou ansanm ak kè twouble.
Tell ye the events which shall be here-after, That we may perceive that gods, ye are, —Surely ye must do something—good or bad, That we may be amazed and behold it, at once.
24 Gade byen, nou pou ryen e zèv nou yo pa pou anyen. Sila ki pito nou an se yon abominnasyon.
Lo! ye, are, of nought, And your work is a puff of breath, —An abomination, he that chooseth you!
25 Mwen te fè leve yon moun soti nan nò e li vin parèt; depi nan solèy leve a, li va rele non Mwen; li va vini sou chèf yo, kon sou mòtye, tankou bòs kanari mache sou ajil.
I have roused up one from the North, and he hath come, From the rising of the sun, calleth he on my Name, —And he hath come, on deputies, as though they were mortar, And as a potter treadeth clay.
26 Se kilès ki te deklare sa depi nan kòmansman an, pou nou ta ka konnen? Oswa depi tan ansyen yo, pou nou ta kapab di: “Li se vrè”? San dout, pa t gen moun ki te deklare sa; san dout, pa t gen moun ki te pwoklame sa; san dout, pa t gen moun ki te tande pawòl sila yo.
Who hath told in advance, that we might know, And beforetime, that we might say Right! Nay, there is none who can tell. Nay, there is none who can let us hear, Nay, there is none who can understand what ye utter.
27 Mwen se premye pou di a Sion: ‘Men vwala, men yo la;’ epi a Jérusalem: ‘Mwen va voye yon mesaje bòn nouvèl’.
He who is First, [can say], To Zion, Lo! there they are! And to Jerusalem, A herald of good-tidings, do I give.
28 Men lè M gade, nanpwen pèsòn e pa gen konseye pami yo, ki, si M te mande, ta kapab bay yon repons.
So I look, And there is not, a Man! Even among these And there is none to advise, —That, when I ask them, can answer a word.
29 Gade byen, yo tout fo. Zèv yo san valè. Imaj fonn yo se van ak konfizyon.
Lo! as to all of them, Vanity—nothingness, are their works, Wind and emptiness, their molten images!
