Ezayi 44
1 “Men koulye a, koute, O Jacob, sèvitè Mwen an; Israël ke M te chwazi a.
Now, then—hear, O Jacob, my Servant, —and Israel whom I have chosen:
2 Konsa pale SENYÈ ki te fè ou a, ki te fòme ou soti nan vant lan, ki va bay ou soutyen, kap di: ‘Pa pè, O Jacob, sèvitè Mwen an; ak ou menm Israël ke M te chwazi a.
Thus, saith Yahweh—Who made thee and formed thee from birth, Who helpeth thee: Do not fear O my Servant Jacob, and Jeshurun whom I have chosen;
3 Paske Mwen va vide dlo sou yon tè ki swaf e vwa dlo sou tè ki sèch. Mwen va vide Lespri M sou ras ou e benediksyon sou desandan ou yo;
For I will pour, Water upon the thirsty soil, and Floods upon the dry ground, —I will pour My spirit upon thy seed, and My blessing upon thine offspring;
4 konsa, yo va vin vòltije pami zèb kon bwa akote sous dlo.’
So will they spring up among the grass, As willows by the water-courses:
5 Sila a va di: ‘Mwen pou SENYÈ a;’ epi lòt la va rele sou non Jacob; epi yon lòt va ekri sou men l: ‘Apatyen a SENYÈ a’, epi va nonmen non Israël ak respè.
This one, will say Yahweh’s, am I, and That one, will call himself by the name of Jacob, and Yonder one will write on his hand—Yahweh’s, And after the name of Israel, will one entitle himself.
6 Konsa pale SENYÈ a, Wa Israël la, ak Redanmtè li a, SENYÈ dèzame yo: Mwen se premye a e Mwen se dènye a; nanpwen Bondye sof ke Mwen menm.
Thus saith Yahweh—King of Israel, Even his Redeemer, Yahweh of hosts, —I, am, First, and, I, Last, And besides me, there is no God.
7 Se kilès ki tankou Mwen? Kite li pwoklame e deklare sa; Wi, kite li pale M sa an lòd. Depi lè ke M te etabli ansyen nasyon a. Epi kite yo deklare a yo menm bagay k ap vini yo ak evenman ki va rive yo.
Who then, like me, can call, and declare it, and order it, for me, Seeing that I appointed an age-abiding people, —Or things yet to be, and that shall come to pass, Let them declare on their part.
8 Pa tranble, pa pè. Èske depi lontan, Mwen pa t anonse sa a nou menm e te demontre nou sa? Konsa, nou se temwen M. Èske gen okenn Bondye sof ke Mwen menm? Anverite, nanpwen! Mwen pa konnen okenn lòt Wòch.”
Do not ye dread, nor yet be alarmed, Have I not from olden time, told thee and declared? So that, ye, are my witnesses, —Whether there is a GOD besides me? Or is no Rock—I knew of none!
9 Sila ki fè yon imaj taye yo, tout se pou ryen. Sa ke yo bay enpòtans yo, pa gen benefis. Menm pwòp temwen pa yo pa wè ni konnen. Yo pa ka menm vin wont.
The fashioners of an image—all of them, are emptiness, And, the things they delight in, cannot profit, —And, their, witnesses, they, neither see nor know, That they may be ashamed.
10 Se kilès ki te fòme yon dye, oswa te fè yon zidòl fonn ki san benefis?
Who hath fashioned a GOD, Oran image, hath molten? It cannot profit!
11 Gade byen, tout zami l yo va vin wont, paske bòs atizan yo menm se sèlman lòm. Kite yo rasanble yo menm, kite yo kanpe, kite yo tranble, kite yo tout ansanm vin wont.
Lo! all his partners, turn pale, Even, the artificers themselves, are of the sons of earth, —Let them gather themselves together—all of them. Let them take their stand, Let them dread, and turn pale, together!
12 Moun nan fòme bout fè a pou fè yon zouti pou koupe. Yon travay ki fèt sou chabon limen. Li fòme li ak mato, e travay li ak bra li ki fò. Anplis, li vin grangou e pèdi fòs; li pa bwè dlo e li vin fatige.
As for the smith, [with his] cutting-tool, —When he hath wrought in the live coals, And, with hammers, hath fashioned it, —And hath wrought it with his strong arm, Anon he is hungry, and hath no strength, He hath drunk no water and so hath become faint!
13 Yon lòt taye bwa, li mezire li ak mèt mezi; li trase sou li ak lakrè wouj. Li travay li ak rif la, trase l ak konpa e fè li sanble ak fòm a yon moun, tankou bèlte a lòm, pou l ka plase li anndan yon kay.
As for the carpenter, —He hath stretched out a line hath drawn it with a pencil, Hath made it with carving tools, With compasses, hath rounded it, —And so hath made it after the figure of a great man, After the beauty of a son of earth, that it may remain in a house!
14 Anverite, li koupe bwa sèd yo pou kont li, pran yon bwa pichpen oswa yon bwadchenn e leve li pou kont li pami bwa forè yo. Li plante yon bwa pen e lapli fè l grandi.
When one was cutting him down cedars, Then took he a holm-tree and an oak, And secured them for himself, among the trees of the forest, —He planted a fir-tree and the pouring rain made it grow;
15 Epi li devni yon bagay pou moun ka brile. Li pran kèk nan li pou l ka chofe e anplis, fè dife pou kwit pen. Anplis li fè yon dye epi l adore l. Li fè li yon imaj taye e li tonbe ba devan l.
So it serveth for a man to burn, And he hath taken of the branches and warmed himself, Also he kindleth a fire, and baketh bread, —Also he maketh a GOD, and hath bowed himself down, Hath made of it a carved image, and adored it:
16 Mwatye li, li brile nan dife; sou mwatye sa a, li manje vyann pandan li kwit yon gwo mòs e li satisfè. Anplis, li chofè kò l epi di: “Aha, koulye a mwen fin chofe ase; mwen te wè dife a.”
The half thereof, hath he burned in the fire, Over half thereof, he eateth flesh, He roasteth roast, that he may be satisfied, —Also he warmeth himself, and saith, Aha, I am warm, I have seen a blaze;
17 Men rès la, li sèvi pou fòme yon dye, imaj taye pa li. Li tonbe ba devan l pou adore l; anplis, li priye a li menm e di: “Delivre m, paske se ou ki dye mwen.”
And the residue thereof, Into a GOD, he maketh, Into his carved image, —Adoreth it, and boweth down and prayeth unto it, And saith Deliver me, for, my GOD, thou art!
18 Yo pa konnen, ni yo pa konprann, paske Li te fèmen zye yo pou yo pa wè e kè yo pou yo pa konprann.
They have not taken note, neither can they perceive, —He hath besmeared—past seeing—their eyes, Past understanding, their hearts;
19 Nanpwen moun ki sonje, ni pa gen konesans ni konprann pou l ta di: “Mwen te brile mwatye li nan dife a e anplis, mwen te kwit pen sou chabon li. Mwen boukannen vyann, e mwen manje li. Èske m ap fè rès la vin yon abominasyon? Èske mwen va tonbe ba devan yon bout bwa!”
And no one reflecteth—There is neither knowledge nor discernment—to say, Half thereof, have I burned up in the fire Moreover also I have baked, on the coals thereof, bread, I roasted flesh, and have been eating, —And of the remainder thereof, an abomination, shall I make? And, to a log of wood, shall I pay adoration?
20 La p manje sou sann yo. Yon kè ki twonpe te mennen l sou kote. Li p ap kapab delivre nanm li menm. Ni li pa mande: “Èske pa gen manti nan men dwat mwen?”
He is feeding on ashes, A deluded heart, hath turned him aside, —And he cannot deliver his own soul nor say, Is there not a falsehood in my right hand?
21 “Sonje bagay sa yo, O Jacob e Israël, paske ou se sèvitè Mwen, O Israël. Mwen p ap janm bliye ou.
Remember these things, O Jacob, And, Israel, —for, my Servant, thou art, —I have fashioned thee, a Servant of mine, thou art.
22 Mwen te efase transgresyon ou yo tankou yon nwaj byen pwès, ak peche ou yo tankou yon nwaj. Retounen kote Mwen, paske Mwen te rachte ou.”
O Israel, thou shalt not be forgotten of me, I have wiped out, As with a thick cloud, thy transgressions, And as with a broad cloud, thy sins, —Return unto me, for I have redeemed thee.
23 Rele ak jwa, O syèl yo, paske SENYÈ a te fè sa! Rele ak jwa, ou menm, kote pi ba sou latè yo! Pete ak gwo kri lajwa, O mòn yo, O forè ak tout pyebwa ki ladann yo; paske SENYÈ a te rachte Jacob, e an Israël, Li va devwale glwa Li.
Shout in triumph ye heavens for Yahweh, hath effectually wrought. Shout, O ye underparts of the earth, Ring out, Ye mountains, into cries of triumph, Thou forest, and every tree therein, —For, Yahweh, hath redeemed, Jacob, And in Israel, will he get himself glory.
24 Konsa pale SENYÈ a, Redanmtè ou a e sila ki te fè ou soti nan vant la: “Mwen, SENYÈ a, se Kreyatè a tout bagay, Mwen te lonje ouvri syèl yo pou kont Mwen, e Mwen te lonje ouvri latè, Mwen sèl Mwen;
Thus, saith Yahweh Who hath redeemed thee, Who hath fashioned thee from birth, —I—Yahweh, am the maker of all things, Stretching out the heavens, alone, Spreading forth the earth, of myself;
25 ki fristre sila yo ki plen ògeye ak mantè yo; ki te devwale divinò yo tankou moun fou, ki te fè mesye saj yo rale fè bak, pou l vire sajès yo fè 1 tounen foli;
Frustrating the signs of praters, And, diviners, he confoundeth, —Turning wise men backwards, And their knowledge, he maketh folly;
26 ki te konfime pawòl a sèvitè Li a e te acheve bi a mesaje Li yo. Se Mwen menm ki di de Jérusalem: Li va gen moun ladann!’ Epi a vil a Juda yo: ‘Yo va bati.’ Konsa, Mwen va fè leve mazi li yo ankò.
Establishing the word of his Servant, And the counsel of his Messengers, he maketh good, —Who saith of Jerusalem—She shall be inhabited! And of the cities of Judah—They shall be built! And the ruins thereof, will I set up!
27 Se Mwen menm ki pale a fon lanmè a: ‘Vin sèch,’ e Mwen va fè rivyè ou yo vin sèk.
Who saith to the deep—Be dry and Thy rivers, will I drain!
28 Se Mwen menm ki di de Cyrus: ‘Li se bèje Mwen, epi li va acheve tout volonte mwen.’ Li va deklare a Jérusalem: ‘Li va bati,’ e de tanp lan: ‘Fondasyon ou yo va poze.’”
Who saith of Cyrus—My Shepherd! and All my pleasure, shall he make good Even saying of Jerusalem—She shall be built! And of the temple—Be her foundation laid!
