Ezayi 51
1 “Koute mwen, nou menm ki swiv ladwati a, k ap chache SENYÈ a: Gade vè wòch sou sila nou te taye a, vè min wòch kote nou te retire a.
Hearken to me, ye that pursue righteousness. Ye that seek Jehovah! Look to the rock whence ye were hewn, To the pit-quarry whence ye were digged!
2 Gade vè Abraham, papa nou an ak Sarah, ki te fè nou soti nan vant. Lè li te yon sèl, Mwen te rele li, Mwen te beni li, e te fè l vin miltipliye.”
Look to Abraham your father, And to Sarah that bore you! For I called him when only one, And blessed him, and multiplied him.
3 Anverite, SENYÈ a te konsole Sion; Li te rekonfòte tout kote dezole li yo. Epi savann li yo te fèt sanble ak Éden, e dezè yo tankou jaden Senyè a. Lajwa ak kè kontan va twouve nan yo; remèsiman ak son melodi chanson.
Thus will Jehovah have pity upon Zion; He will have pity upon all her desolations. He will make her wilderness like Eden, Her desert like the garden of Jehovah. Joy and gladness shall be found therein; Thanksgiving, and the voice of melody.
4 “Prete atansyon a Mwen, O pèp Mwen an e prete Mwen zòrèy nou, O nasyon Mwen an; paske yon lwa va sòti nan Mwen e Mwen va poze jistis Mwen kon yon limyè a tout pèp yo.
Hearken to me, O my people! And give ear to me, O my nation! For a law shall proceed from me, And I will establish my statutes for the light of the nations.
5 Ladwati Mwen toupre a. Sali Mwen te voye deyò. Se bra M kap jije pèp yo. Peyi kot yo va tann Mwen, e bra M va jije pèp yo.
My help is near; my salvation goeth forth; My arm shall judge the nations; Distant lands shall wait for me, And in my arm shall they trust.
6 Leve zye nou vè syèl la e gade anba vè latè; paske syèl la va disparèt tankou lafimen; latè va epwize tankou yon vètman. Konsa, moun ki rete ladann yo va mouri; men delivrans Mwen va la jis pou tout tan, e ladwati Mwen p ap janm sispann.
Lift up your eyes to the heavens, And look down upon the earth beneath! For the heavens shall vanish away like smoke, And the earth shall decay like a garment, And its inhabitants shall perish like flies. But my salvation shall endure forever, And my goodness shall not decay.
7 “Koute Mwen, nou menm ki konnen ladwati, yon pèp ki gen lalwa M nan kè yo. Pa pè repwòch a lòm, ni dekouraje lè y ap meprize nou.
Hearken to me, ye that know righteousness, The people in whose heart is my law! Fear ye not the reproach of men, Nor be disheartened by their revilings!
8 Paske papiyon va manje yo tankou yon vètman, e mit va manje yo tankou len. Men ladwati Mwen va jis pou tout tan, e sali Mwen, a tout jenerasyon yo.”
For the moth shall consume them like a garment, And the worm shall eat them like wool. But my goodness shall endure forever, And my salvation from generation to generation.
9 “Leve, leve, mete fòs sou Ou, O bra SENYÈ a; leve tankou nan jou lansyen yo. Èske se pa t Ou menm ki te koupe Rahab an ti mòso a, ki te frennen dragon an nèt la?
Awake! awake! clothe thyself with strength, O arm of Jehovah! Awake, as in the ancient days, in the generations of old!
10 Èske se pa Ou menm ki te seche lanmè a, dlo yo a gran fon an; ki te fè pwofondè lanmè yo yon chemen pou rachte yo ta ka travèse lòtbò?
Art thou not the same that smote Rahab, And wounded the dragon? Art thou not the same that dried up the sea, The waters of the great deep, —That made the depths of the sea a path for the redeemed to pass through?
11 Pou sa, rachte a SENYÈ yo va retounen; vini ak gwo kri lajwa a Sion yo. Epi lajwa ki dire nèt la va sou tèt yo. Yo va jwenn kè kontan ak lajwa, e tristès ak soupi pa yo va disparèt nèt.
Thus shall the ransomed of Jehovah return; They shall come to Zion with singing; Everlasting joy shall be upon their heads; They shall obtain gladness and joy, And sorrow and sighing shall flee away.
12 “Mwen, Mwen menm se Sila ki bannou konsolasyon an. Se kilès ou ye pou ou pè moun ki va mouri, ak fis a moun ki fèt tankou zèb la?
I, even I, am he that hath pity upon you; Who art thou, that thou art afraid of man, that shall die, Of the son of man, that shall perish like grass,
13 Èske ou te bliye SENYÈ a, Kreyatè ou a, ki te rale ouvri syèl yo e te poze fondasyon latè yo? Eske nou krent tout jounen akoz kòlè opresè a, pandan l ap prepare pou detwi? Men ki kote kòlè opresè sila a?
And forgettest Jehovah thy maker, That stretched out the heavens, And founded the earth, And fearest continually every day, On account of the fury of the oppressor, As if he were taking aim to destroy thee? Where now is the fury of the oppressor?
14 Toutalè egzile a va libere. Li p ap mouri nan kacho a, ni li p ap manke pen.
Soon shall the enchained be loosed; He shall not die in the pit, Nor shall his bread fail.
15 Paske Mwen se SENYÈ Bondye ou a, ki fè boulvèse lanmè a, Ki fè lanm li yo gwonde. SENYÈ dèzame yo se non Li.
For I am Jehovah thy God, That rebuketh the sea when his waves roar; Jehovah of hosts is his name.
16 Mwen te mete pawòl Mwen nan bouch ou e te kouvri ou avèk lonbraj men Mwen, pou etabli syèl yo, fonde latè a e pou di a Sion: ‘Ou se pèp Mwen.’”
I have put my words into thy mouth, And have covered thee with the shadow of my hand, To establish the heavens, and to found the earth. And to say to Zion, “Thou art my people!”
17 Leve ou menm! Leve ou menm! Kanpe, O Jérusalem! Ou menm ki te bwè depi nan men SENYÈ a, tas kòlè Li. Gode ki pou fè ou kilbite a, ou fin bwè jis rive nan kras anba l.
Awake, awake, stand up, O Jerusalem! Thou that hast drunk from the hand of Jehovah the cup of his fury, Thou that hast drunk to the dregs the cup of giddiness!
18 Nanpwen moun ki pou gide fi a pami tout fis li te fè yo, ni nanpwen moun ki pou pran l pa lamen pami tout fis li te leve yo.
There is not one to lead her, of all the sons which she hath brought forth, Nor is there one to take her by the hand, of all the sons which she hath nurtured.
19 Se de bagay sa yo ki gen tan rive ou— se kilès ki va kriye pou ou?— devastasyon ak destriksyon, gwo grangou, ak nepe. Kijan pou m ta konsole ou?
These two things have come upon thee, And who bemoaneth thee? Desolation and destruction, and famine and the sword; How shall I comfort thee?
20 Fis ou yo vin endispoze; yo kouche atè sou pwent a chak ri, tankou antilòp ki kenbe nan pèlen. Yo ranpli ak kòlè SENYÈ a, ak repwòch Bondye ou a.
Thy sons have fainted; they lie at the head of all the streets, Like a deer in the net; They are full of the wrath of Jehovah, Of the rebuke of thy God.
21 Pou sa, souple, koute sa, ou menm ki aflije, ki sou, men pa avèk diven:
Therefore, hear this, thou afflicted, Thou drunken, and not with wine!
22 Konsa pale Senyè ou a, SENYÈ a, menm Bondye ou, ki pran plede kòz pou pèp Li a: “Gade byen, Mwen te retire tas kilbite a, gode kòlè Mwen an soti nan men ou; ou p ap janm bwè l ankò.
Thus saith thy Lord, Jehovah, And thy God, that defendeth the cause of his people. Behold, I will take from thy hand the cup of giddiness, The cup of my wrath; Thou shalt drink no more of it.
23 M ap mete li nan men a sila k ap toumante ou yo, ki te di nanm ou: ‘Kouche pou nou ka mache sou ou’. Ou te kouche fè do ou vin tankou tè a; tankou gran lari pou sila k ap mache sou li yo.”
And I will put it into the hand of them that have afflicted thee; That have said to thee, “Bow down, that we may pass over!” And thou madest thy body as the ground, And as the street, to them that passed over.
