Ezayi 47
1 “Vin desann chita nan pousyè a, O fi vyèj Babylone nan; Chita atè san twòn, O fi a Kaldeyen yo! Paske ou p ap rele fanm dous ankò, ni bèl fanm.
Come down, and sit in the dust, O virgin, daughter of Babylon! Sit on the ground without a throne, O daughter of the Chaldaeans! For thou shalt no longer be called the tender and delicate!
2 Pran yon wòch moulen pou moulen farin. Retire vwal ou leve jip la wo, dekouvri janm yo. Travèse rivyè yo.
Take the mill-stones and grind meal; Raise thy veil, lift up thy train; Make bare the leg, wade through the streams!
3 Toutouni ou va dekouvri e wont ou va vin parèt. Mwen va pran vanjans e Mwen p ap bliye pèsòn.”
Thy nakedness shall be uncovered, And thy shame shall be seen. I will take vengeance; I will make peace with none.
4 Redanmtè nou an, SENYÈ dèzame yo se non Li, Sila Ki Sen an Israël la.
Our Redeemer, Jehovah of hosts is his name, The Holy One of Israel.
5 Chita an silans e antre nan fènwa a, O fi a Kaldeyen yo, paske ou p ap rele ankò rèn a wayòm yo.
Sit thou in silence; go into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldaeans! For thou shalt no more be called the mistress of kingdoms.
6 Mwen te fache ak pèp Mwen an; Mwen te pwofane eritaj Mwen an, e Mwen te livre pèp Mwen nan men ou. Ou pa t montre yo gras, men menm ak granmoun nan vyeyès yo, ou te fè jouk ou byen lou.
I was angry with my people; I profaned my inheritance, And gave them into thy hand; Thou didst show them no mercy; Even upon the aged didst thou lay a very grievous yoke.
7 Malgre, ou te di: ‘Se rèn ke m ap ye jis pou tout tan.’ Bagay sila yo, ou pa t konsidere yo, ni sonje kote yo t ap rive.
Thou saidst, “I shall be mistress forever”; So that thou didst not lay these things to thy heart, Nor consider what would be the end of them.
8 “Alò, tande sa, ou menm, moun sansyèl yo, ki viv ansekirite, k ap di nan kè nou: ‘Se mwen menm e nanpwen lòt. Mwen p ap janm chita tankou yon vèv, ni konnen pèt timoun.’
But hear thou this, thou that art given to pleasure! That sittest in security, And sayest in thy heart, “I am, and there is none besides me; I shall not be a widow, Nor see myself childless!”
9 Men de bagay sa yo va rive sou nou sibitman nan yon jou: pèt a pitit ak afè vin vèv la. Yo va rive an mezi plen nèt; malgre tout maji nou ak gwo pouvwa wanga nou konn fè yo.
Behold, both these things shall come upon thee suddenly, in one day, Loss of children, and widowhood; In full measure shall they come upon thee, In spite of thy many sorceries, And the great abundance of thy enchantments.
10 Ou te santi ou te byen pwoteje nan mechanste ou e ou te di: ‘Pèsòn pa wè m’. Sajès ou ak konesans ou, yo fin chape kite ou; paske nan kè ou, ou te di: ‘Se mwen menm e nanpwen lòt sof ke mwen’.
Thou didst trust in thy wickedness, and saidst, “No one seeth me”; Thy wisdom and thy knowledge have led thee astray; Thou saidst in thy heart, “I am, and there is none besides me”;
11 Men malè va vini sou ou ke ou p ap gen maji pou detounen. Gwo dega ke ou p ap ka menm konprann va vini sou ou. Destriksyon ke ou pa t janmn sispèk va rive sou ou sibitman.
Therefore shall evil come upon thee, of which thou shalt not know the dawn; And mischief shall fall upon thee, which thou shalt not be able to expiate; Suddenly shall desolation come upon thee, when thou thinkest not of it.
12 Kanpe fèm nan tout maji ak wanga ke ou te sèvi depi nan jenès ou yo. Petèt ou va reyisi, petèt ou va fè moun tranble.
Persevere now in thy enchantments; In the multitude of thy sorceries, in which thou hast labored from thy youth; Perhaps thou mayst be profited by them! Perhaps thou mayst make thyself feared!
13 Ou vin fatige ak tout konsèyè yo. Alò koulye a, kite mèt zetwal ki fè pwofesi ak yo, k ap fè prediksyon avni ak nouvèl lin yo, vin kanpe pou pwoteje ou sou sa k ap vin rive ou yo.
Art thou wearied with thy many devices? Let them stand up, then, and save thee, The observers of the heavens, the star-gazers, They that prognosticate at every new moon The things that shall come upon thee!
14 Gade byen, yo tankou pay. Dife ap brile yo. Yo p ap ka sove kò yo devan pouvwa flanm yo. P ap gen chabon ki pou chofe kò yo, ni flanm dife pou yo chita devan l!
Behold, they shall be like stubble; the fire shall burn them up; They shall not deliver themselves from the power of the flame; Not a coal shall be left of them to warm one, Nor a spark of fire to sit by.
15 Men kijan tout travay lavi ou ap tèminen: Tout sa yo ki fè komès ak ou depi nan jenès ou yo va mache egare nan chemen pa yo; nanpwen moun ki pou ta sove ou.
Thus shall it be with them with whom thou hast labored; Thus with them with whom thou hast trafficked from thy youth; They shall go every one his own way; None shall help thee.
