Jeremi 47
1 Sa ki te vini kon pawòl SENYÈ a de Jérémie, pwofèt la, konsènan Filisten yo, avan Farawon te fin bat peyi Gaza.
This is the message from the Lord that came to Jeremiah the prophet about the Philistines before Pharaoh attacked Gaza.
2 Konsa pale SENYÈ a: “Gade byen, dlo yo ap leve soti nan nò e l ap vin fè yon gwo fòs inondasyon dlo k ap debòde jis li vin kouvri latè ak tout kapasite l, menm vil a sila ki rete ladann. Mesye yo va kriye fò, e tout moun ladann va rele anmwey.
This is what the Lord says: Look at the waters rising from the north! They will become an overflowing river that sweeps across the country and everything in it, flooding the towns and everyone's homes. The people will cry out for help; everyone who lives in the country will weep,
3 Akoz bri zago cheval li k ap kouri rèd, zen a cha li yo, ak gwonde a wou yo, papa yo pa p retounen pran pitit yo, men men yo va lage nèt ak sezisman.
as they hear the sound of stallions charging, the rattling of chariots and the rumble of their wheels. Fathers won't go back to help their sons—they have no strength because they're terrified.
4 Akoz jou k ap vini pou detwi tout Filisten yo, pou koupe retire nèt de Tyr ak Sidon tout soutyen ki rete yo; paske SENYÈ a ap detwi Filisten yo, retay a kot Caphtor a.
The day has arrived when all the Philistines will be destroyed, when Tyre and Sidon will have no more allies to help them. The Lord is going to destroy the Philistines, those who are left from the island of Crete.
5 Gaza vin chòv; Askalon te fin detwi nèt. O retay vale yo! Pandan konbyen de tan nou va blese pwòp chè nou?
The people of Gaza will shave their heads; the town of Ashkelon lies in ruins. You who are left on the coastal plain, how long will you go on cutting yourself?
6 “‘Ah nepe SENYÈ a! Pandan konbyen de tan ou va refize vin kalm? Ralanti, rantre nan fouwo a; repoze e rete trankil.’
Oh sword of the Lord, when are you going to stop killing? Go back in your sheath. Stop killing and stay there!
7 “Kòman li ka kalm, lè SENYÈ a bay li lòd? Kont Ashkalon, kont kot lanmè a; Se la, Li te ranje pou l te fèt.”
But how can the sword stop killing when the Lord has given it orders to attack Ashkelon and its coastlands?
