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.
The word of the Lord that came to Jeremiah the prophet against the Philistines, before the time that Pharaoh smote Gazzah.
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.
Thus hath said the Lord, Behold, waters are coming up out of the north, and they shall become an overflowing stream, and shall overflow the land, and what filleth it; the city, and those that dwell therein: and the men shall cry aloud, and every inhabitant of the land shall wail.
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.
Because of the noise of the stamping of the hoofs of his stud-horses, because of the rushing sound of his chariots, the rumbling of his wheels, fathers do not turn round to their children from their feebleness of hands;
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.
Because of the day that cometh to devastate all the Philistines, to cut off from Tyre and Zidon every helper that remaineth; for the Lord devastateth the Philistines, the remnant of the isle of Caphthor.
5 Gaza vin chòv; Askalon te fin detwi nèt. O retay vale yo! Pandan konbyen de tan nou va blese pwòp chè nou?
Baldness is come upon Gazzah; ruined is Ashkelon with the remnant of their valley: how long yet wilt thou cut thyself?
6 “‘Ah nepe SENYÈ a! Pandan konbyen de tan ou va refize vin kalm? Ralanti, rantre nan fouwo a; repoze e rete trankil.’
Woe! thou sword of the Lord, how long yet wilt thou not be quiet? withdraw thyself into thy scabbard, take thee rest, and be still.
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.”
Yet how canst thou be quiet? When the Lord hath given it a charge, against Ashkelon, and against the sea-coast—thither hath he destined it.
