Ezayi 64
1 O ke Ou ta chire syèl yo, ke Ou ta desann, ke mòn yo ta tranble devan prezans Ou—
“Oh, if you had split open the heavens and come down! The mountains would have shaken at your presence,
2 tankou dife anflame touf bwa chan an, tankou dife fè dlo bouyi. Fè non Ou rekonèt a advèsè Ou yo, pou nasyon yo ka tranble devan prezans Ou!
as when fire kindles the brushwood, or the fire makes water boil. Oh, that your name would be known by your adversaries, that the nations would tremble at your presence!
3 Kon lè Ou te fè bagay mèvèy ke nou pa t prevwa yo; Ou te desann. Mòn yo te tranble devan prezans Ou.
Previously, when you did marvelous things that we had not expected, you came down, and the mountains trembled at your presence.
4 Depi nan jou ansyen yo, yo pa t tande ni sezi ak zorèy, ni zye pa t wè yon Bondye sof ke Ou, k ap aji pou sila k ap tann Li an.
Since ancient times no one has heard or perceived, nor eye seen any God besides you, who does things for him who waits for him.
5 Ou rankontre avèk sila ki rejwi a nan fè sa ki dwat, ki sonje Ou nan chemen pa Ou yo. Gade byen, Ou te fache paske nou te peche, nou te kontinye nan peche pandan anpil tan. Èske nou va sove?
You come to help those who rejoice in doing what is right, those who call to mind your ways and obey them. You were angry when we sinned. In your ways we will always be rescued.
6 Paske nou tout te vini tankou yon moun ki pa pwòp. Tout zèv ladwati nou yo tankou yon rad ki sal nèt; konsa, nou tout vin fennen kon yon fèy, e inikite nou yo tankou van, pote nou ale.
For we have all become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous deeds are like a menstrual rag. We have all withered like leaves; our iniquities, like the wind, carry us away.
7 Nanpwen moun ki rele non Ou, ki leve pou atache a Ou menm; paske Ou te kache figi Ou a nou menm e te livre nou nan pouvwa inikite nou yo.
There are none who calls on your name, who makes an effort to take hold of you. For you have hidden your face from us and made us waste away in the hand of our iniquities.
8 Pou sa, O SENYÈ, Ou se Papa nou, nou se ajil la e se Ou ki met kanari a; nou tout se zèv men Ou yo.
Yet, Yahweh, you are our father; we are the clay. You are our potter; and we all are the work of your hand.
9 Pa vin fache depase, O SENYÈ, ni sonje inikite nou yo pou tout tan. Gade byen, gade koulye a, nou tout se pèp Ou a.
Be not too angry, Yahweh, nor always call to mind against us our sins. Please look at us all, your people.
10 Vil sen Ou yo te vin yon dezè; Sion te vin yon dezè, Jérusalem yon kote dezole.
Your holy cities have become a wilderness; Zion has become a wilderness, Jerusalem a desolation.
11 Bèl kay sen nou an, kote papa nou yo te ba Ou lwanj yo, te brile ak dife; epi tout bagay ki te chè a nou menm te vin kraze nèt.
Our holy and beautiful temple, where our fathers praised you, has been destroyed by fire, and all that was so dear is in ruins.
12 Èske Ou va ralanti Ou menm, devan bagay sa yo, O SENYÈ? Èske Ou va rete an silans e bannou lapèn ki depase mezi a?
How can you still hold back, Yahweh? How can you remain silent and continue to humiliate us?”
