Jòb 17
1 “Lespri m fin kase. Jou m yo etenn; tonbo a pare pou mwen.
My spirit is crushed; my life is extinguished; the grave is ready for me.
2 Anverite mokè yo avè m, e zye m fikse sou pwovokasyon yo.
Mockers surround me. I see how bitterly they ridicule me.
3 “Depoze la koulye a, yon sekirite. Kanpe kon garanti mwen, ak Ou menm. Se kilès ki kab antann avè m?
God, you need to put down a pledge for me with yourself, for who else will be my guarantor?
4 Paske Ou te anpeche kè yo konprann; pou sa, ou pa p egzalte yo.
You have closed their minds to understanding, so do not let them win!
5 Sila ki enfòme kont zanmi li yo pou piyaj la, menm zye pitit li yo va vin gate.
They betray friends to gain benefit for themselves and their children suffer for it.
6 “Men Li te fè m vin tounen yon vye pwovèb pou pèp la. Konsa, yo vin krache sou figi m.
He has made me a proverb of ridicule among the people; they spit in my face.
7 Anplis, zye m vin pa wè klè akoz doulè m, e tout nanm mwen tankou lonbraj.
My eyes are worn out from crying and my body is a shadow of its former self.
8 Moun ladwati va byen twouble ak sa, e linosan an va leve li menm kont enkwayan yo.
People who think they are good are shocked to see me. Those who are innocent are troubled by the godless.
9 Malgre, moun dwat la va kenbe chemen li e sila ki gen men pwòp yo va vin pi fò e pi fò.
Those who are right keep going, and those whose hands are clean grow stronger and stronger.
10 Men nou tout, retounen; malgre mwen pa twouve yon nonm saj pami nou.
Why don't you come back and repeat again what you've been saying?—yet I still won't find a wise man among you!
11 Jou pa m yo fin pase, plan mwen yo vin chire nèt, menm dezi a kè mwen yo.
My life is over. My plans are gone. My heart is broken.
12 Yo fè lannwit mwen vin sanble lajounen. Yo di ‘limyè a toupre’ lè tout se fènwa.
They turn night into day, and say that daylight is close to darkness.
What am I looking for? To make my home in Sheol, to make my bed in darkness? (Sheol h7585)
14 Si mwen kriye a fòs tonbo a: ‘Se ou ki papa m’; epi a vè a: “Ou se manman m ak sè m’;
Should I call the grave my father, and the maggot my mother or my sister?
15 Alò, koulye a, se kibò espwa mwen ye? Epi se kilès k ap okipe espwa m?
So then where is my hope? Can anyone see any hope for me?
