< Jeremi 6 >
1 “Pran flit pou sove, O fis a Benjamin yo! Sòti nan mitan Jérusalem! Soufle yon twonpèt Tekoa e leve sinyal la sou Beth-Hakkérem, paske malè ap veye nou soti nan nò, yon gwo destriksyon.
Take your goods into safety, ye sons of Benjamin out of the midst of Jerusalem, And in Tekoa, blow ye a horn, And on Beth-haccherem, raise a fire-signal, —For calamity, hath looked out from the North, Even a great destruction.
2 Sila ki bèl e delika a, fi a Sion an, Mwen va koupe retire l nèt.
To a comely and delicate woman, have I likened the daughter of Zion:
3 Bèje yo ak bann mouton pa yo va vin kote li. Yo va monte tant yo antoure li, e yo chak va fè pak bèt yo nan plas yo.
Against her, shall come shepherds with their flocks; They have pitched against her their tents, round about, They tend their flocks every one near at hand.
4 “Prepare lagè kont li! Leve! Annou atake a midi. Malè a nou menm, paske joune a ap vin bese, paske lonbraj lannwit yo ap vin pi long!
Hallow ye against her a war, Arise! and let us go up in broad noon. Woe to us, for the day, hath turned, for the shadows of evening, stretch along.
5 Leve e annou atake pandan nwit lan pou detwi palè li yo!”
Arise! and let us go up in the night, And let us destroy her palaces.
6 Paske konsa pale SENYÈ dèzame yo; “Koupe pyebwa li yo, e fè monte yon ran syèj kont Jérusalem. Se vil ki dwe pini an, vil ki plen opresyon an.
For, Thus, saith Yahweh of hosts, Cut ye down timber, And cast up, against Jerusalem a mound, —That, is the city to be punished! There is, nothing, but oppression in her midst;
7 Kon yon pwi kenbe dlo li fre, se konsa li rafrechi mechanste li. Vyolans ak destriksyon vin tande nan li. Maladi ak blesi devan M tout tan.
Like the casting forth by a well of its waters, So, hath she cast forth her wickedness, —Violence and destruction, are heard in her, Before my face, continually, are suffering and smiting.
8 Se pou ou vin avèti, O Jérusalem, pou M pa vin about ak ou, pou vin fè ou dezole, yon peyi ki san moun.”
Receive thou correction O Jerusalem, Lest my soul be torn from thee, —Lest I make thee A desolation, A land not habitable.
9 Konsa pale SENYÈ dèzame yo: “Yo va fè yon rekòlt nèt, tankou chan rezen retay Israël la. Repase men ou ankò sou branch yo konsi se dènye ranmase rezen yo.”
Thus, saith Yahweh of hosts, They shall thoroughly glean as a vine the remnant of Israel—Turn back thy hand, as a grape gatherer over the tendrils.
10 Se a kilès pou m ta pale e bay avètisman pou yo ka tande? Gade byen, zòrèy yo bouche e yo p ap ka koute. Gade byen, pawòl SENYÈ a vin sèvi kon repwòch pou yo. Yo pa twouve okenn plezi ladann.
Unto whom, can I speak—and bear witness, that they may hear? Lo! uncircumcised, is their ear, that they cannot attend, —Lo! the word of Yahweh, hath become to them a reproach, they take no delight therein.
11 Men mwen plen ak kòlè SENYÈ a. Mwen vin bouke ak kenbe l anndan. “Vide li sou timoun lari yo ak sou jenn gason k ap rasanble; paske ni mari, ni madanm, yo va vin pran, menm sa ki nan laj ak granmoun.
So then, with the indignation of Yahweh, am I full, I am too weary to hold it in, [I am constrained] to pour it out, upon the boy in the street, and upon the circle of young men, together, —For, even husband with wife, will be captured, The elder with him who is full of days;
12 Lakay pa yo va bay a lòt moun, chan yo ak madanm yo ansanm; paske M ap lonje men M kont tout sila ki rete nan peyi yo,” deklare SENYÈ a.
And their houses shall be turned over to others, Fields and wives together, —For I will stretch out my hand against the inhabitants of the land, Declareth Yahweh.
13 Paske soti nan pi piti pami yo jis rive nan pi gran yo; yo tout se voras dèyè richès. Soti nan pwofèt la, jis rive nan prèt la. Tout se malonèt.
For, from the least of them, even unto the greatest of them, Every one, graspeth with greed, —And from the prophet even unto the priest, Every one, dealeth, falsely;
14 Yo te geri gwo blese pèp Mwen an ak pansman lejè. Y ap di: “Lapè, lapè”, men nanpwen lapè.
And so they have healed the grievous wound of my people, slightly, Saying, Peace, peace, when there was no peace,
15 Èske yo te vin wont akoz bagay abominab yo te fè? Yo pa t wont menm. Yo pa t menm konnen kijan pou yo ta vin wont. Akoz sa, yo va tonbe pami sila ki tonbe yo. Nan lè ke Mwen fè vizit ak yo, yo va vin jete anba”, di SENYÈ a.
Were they led to turn pale because an abominable thing, they had done! Nay! they did not, at all turn pale, Nay! they did not so much as know how, to exhibit shame, Therefore, shall they fall among them who are falling, In the time when I punish them, shall they be overthrown, Saith Yahweh.
16 Konsa pale SENYÈ a: “Kanpe akote chemen yo e gade. Mande pou ansyen wout yo, ‘Kote bon chemen an ye?’ Mache ladann l. Konsa, nou va jwenn repo pou nanm nou.” Men yo te di: ‘Nou p ap mache ladann’.
Thus saith Yahweh—Stand ye at the ways—and see, And ask for the paths of age-past times, Where is the good way? And walk therein, And ye shall find rest to your souls. But they said, We will not walk [therein]!
17 Mwen te mete gadyen yo sou nou. Mwen te di: ‘Koute son a twonpèt la!’ Men yo te di: ‘Nou p ap koute.’
Therefore will I raise up over you, watchmen, Give ye heed to the sound of a horn, —But they said, We will not give heed!
18 Pou sa, tande, O nasyon yo e konnen, O asanble a, sa ki pami yo.
Therefore, hear O ye nations, —And take knowledge O assembly, Of that which befalleth them:
19 Koute, O latè! Gade byen, Mwen ap mennen gwo dega sou pèp sa a; menm fwi a panse pa yo, akoz yo pa t koute pawòl Mwen yo, e selon lalwa Mwen an, yo te rejte li.
Hear thou—O earth, Lo! I, am bringing in Calamity against this people the fruit of their own devices, —For unto my words, have they not given heed, And as for my law, they have rejected it.
20 Paske kisa sa sèvi, lansan an ki rive kote Mwen sòti Séba, ak kann dous soti nan yon peyi lwen? Ofrann brile nou yo pa fè M plezi.”
What then is it to me that—Frankincense from Shebah come in, or Sweet cane from a land afar off? Your own ascending-offerings, are not acceptable, Nor are, your sacrifices, pleasing to me.
21 Pou sa, pale SENYÈ a: “Gade byen, Mwen ap poze blòk k ap fè pèp sa a bite. Yo va bite kont yo. Papa yo ak fis yo va bite ansanm. Vwazen ak zanmi li va peri.”
Wherefore, Thus, saith Yahweh, Behold me! laying before this people, stumblingblocks, —And fathers and sons together, shall stumble against them, The neighbour and his friend, shall perish.
22 Konsa pale SENYÈ a: “Gade byen, yon pèp ap sòti nan peyi nò, yon gwo nasyon va leve soti nan ekstremite latè byen lwen.
Thus, saith Yahweh, Lo! a people coming in from the land of the North, —Yea a great nation, shall be stirred up out of the remote parts of the earth:
23 Yo kenbe rèd ak banza ak lans. Yo mechan anpil e yo pa gen mizerikòd menm. Vwa pa yo fè raj tankou lanmè, e yo monte sou cheval yo, byen alinyen kon yon sèl moun pou batay kont ou, O fi Sion nan!”
Bow and javelin, shall they grasp, Cruel, is he! So they will not have compassion, Their voice, like the sea, will roar, And on horses, will they ride, —Arrayed each one, like a man for battle, Against thee, O daughter of Zion!
24 Nou konn tande rapò sa a. Men nou yo vin lage nèt. Gwo doulè fin sezi nou tankou doulè a yon fanm k ap akouche.
We have heard the report thereof, Relaxed are our hands, —Anguish, hath taken hold on us, Pangs, as on her that is giving birth.
25 Pa antre nan chan an, ni pa mache sou wout la, paske nepe lènmi a ak gwo laperèz sou tout kote.
Do not go out into the field, And in the road, do not walk, -Because a sword, hath the foe, —Terror round about!
26 O fi a pèp mwen an, mete twal sak! Woule nan sann! Kriye fò konsi se pou sèl fis ke ou te fè a! Fè yon lamantasyon ki anmè pase tout lòt yo. Paske sibitman destriktè a va parèt sou nou.
O daughter of my people Gird thee with sackcloth and roll thyself in ashes, —The mourning for an only son, make thou for thyself, Most bitter lamentation! For suddenly, shall the destroyer come upon us.
27 “Mwen te fè ou eseyis la pou sonde metal pami pèp Mwen an, pou ou ka sonde e konnen chemen yo.
An assayer, have I set thee amongst my people, of gold-ore, —That thou mayest note and try their way:
28 Yo tout fè rebèl ak tèt di. Y ap mache toupotou bay move rapò a lòt. Se bwonz ak fè yo ye; yo tout konwonpi.
They all, are rebels of rebels, Slander-walkers [They are] bronze and iron! As for them all, corrupters, they are!
29 Ponp fòj la soufle fò. Plon an manje nèt nan dife a. Anven, yo rafine toujou, men mechan yo pa janm vin separe.
Scorched are the bellows, By fire, is lead wont to be, consumed, —In vain, hath he gone on refining, For the wicked, have not been drawn out:
30 Moun va rele yo ajan rejte, akoz SENYÈ a te rejte yo.”
Rejected silver, are they called, For, Yahweh, hath rejected them.