Jòb 1
1 Te gen yon mesye nan peyi Uts ki te rele Job. Nonm sa a te san repwòch, dwat, te gen lakrent Bondye e te vire kite tout mal.
`A man, Joob bi name, was in the lond of Hus; and thilke man was symple, and riytful, and dredynge God, and goynge awey fro yuel.
2 Sèt fis ak twa fi te fèt a li menm.
And seuene sones and thre douytris weren borun to hym;
3 Byen li te monte a sèt-mil mouton, twa-mil chamo, senk-san bèf kabwèt, senk-san femèl bourik ak anpil sèvitè. Nonm sila a se te pi gran òm nan tout pati lès la.
and his possessioun was seuene thousynde of scheep, and thre thousynde of camels, and fyue hundrid yockis of oxis, and fyue hundrid of femal assis, and ful myche meynee; and `thilke man was grete among alle men of the eest.
4 Fis li yo te konn ale fè yon fèt lakay a yo chak, selon jou fèt pa li a, e yo te konn envite twa sè yo pou manje e bwè avèk yo.
And hise sones yeden, and maden feestis bi housis, ech man in his day; and thei senten, and clepiden her thre sistris, `that thei schulden ete, and drynke wiyn with hem.
5 Lè jou a fèt yo te fini, Job ta voye konsakre yo, nan leve granmmaten pou ofri ofrann brile selon fòs kantite a yo tout. Paske Job te di: “Petèt fis mwen yo te peche, e te modi Bondye nan kè yo.” Konsa Job te fè tout tan.
And whanne the daies of feeste hadden passid in to the world, Joob sente to hem, and halewide hem, and he roos eerli, and offride brent sacrifices `bi alle. For he seide, Lest perauenture my sones do synne, and curse God in her hertis. Joob dide so in alle daies.
6 Alò, te rive yon jou lè fis a Bondye yo te vin prezante yo menm devan Bondye, e Satan osi, te rive pami yo.
Forsothe in sum day, whanne the sones of God `weren comun to be present bifor the Lord, also Sathan cam among hem.
7 SENYÈ a te di a Satan: “Depi kibò ou sòti?” Konsa, Satan te reponn SENYÈ a epi te di: “Soti pwomennen sou latè a, e mache toupatou sou li.”
To whom the Lord seide, Fro whennus comest thou? Which answeride, and seide, Y haue cumpassid the erthe, and Y haue walkid thorouy it.
8 SENYÈ a te di a Satan: “Èske ou remake sèvitè mwen an, Job? Paske nanpwen okenn tankou li sou latè, yon nonm san repwòch ki gen lakrent Bondye, e ki vire kite mal.”
And the Lord seide to hym, Whether thou hast biholde my seruaunt Joob, that noon in erthe is lyik hym; he is a symple man, and riytful, and dredynge God, and goynge awei fro yuel?
9 Satan te reponn SENYÈ a: “Èske Job gen lakrent Bondye pou granmesi?
To whom Sathan answeride, Whether Joob dredith God veynli?
10 Èske Ou pa t fè yon kloti antoure li avèk lakay li avèk tout sa li genyen sou chak kote? Ou te beni zèv men li yo, e byen li grandi anpil nan peyi a.
Whethir thou hast not cumpassid hym, and his hows, and al his catel bi cumpas? Thou hast blessid the werkis of hise hondis, and hise possessioun encreesside in erthe.
11 Men lonje men Ou depi koulye a, touche tout sa li posede. Anverite li va modi Ou menm devan figi Ou.”
But stretche forth thin hond a litil, and touche thou alle thingis whiche he hath in possessioun; if he cursith not thee `in the face, `bileue not to me.
12 SENYÈ a te di a Satan: “Gade byen, tout sa li genyen sou pouvwa ou. Sèlman pa lonje men ou sou kò li.” Konsa, Satan te pati devan prezans SENYÈ a.
Therfor the Lord seide to Sathan, Lo! alle thingis, whiche he hath, ben in thin hond; oneli stretche thou not forth thin hond in to hym. And Sathan yede out fro the face of the Lord.
13 Alò, nan jou ke fis li avèk fi li yo t ap manje ak bwè diven lakay pi gran frè a,
Sotheli whanne in sum dai `hise sones and douytris eeten, and drunken wiyn in the hows of her firste gendrid brothir,
14 yon mesaje te rive kote Job. Li te di: “Bèf yo t ap raboure, e bourik yo t ap manje akote yo,
a messanger cam to Job, `whiche messanger seide, Oxis eriden, and femal assis `weren lesewid bisidis tho;
15 men konsa, Sabeyen yo te atake vin pran yo. Anplis, yo te touye sèvitè yo ak lam nepe, e se sèl mwen ki te chape pou di ou sa.”
and Sabeis felden yn, and token awey alle thingis, and `smytiden the children with swerd; and Y aloone ascapide for to telle to thee.
16 Pandan li te toujou ap pale, yon lòt osi te rive pou l te di: “Dife Bondye te tonbe soti nan syèl la, e te brile tout mouton avèk sèvitè yo. Li te manje yo nèt e se mwen sèl ki te chape pou di ou sa.”
And whanne he spak yit, anothir cam, and seide, Fier of God cam doun fro heuene, and wastide scheep, and `children touchid; and Y aloone ascapide for to telle `to thee.
17 Pandan li te toujou ap pale, yon lòt osi te rive epi te di: “Kaldeyen yo te fòme twa bann pou vin desann sou chamo yo. Yo te pran yo, e touye sèvitè yo avèk lanm nepe. Se mwen sèl ki chape pou di ou sa.”
But yit the while he spak, also anothir cam, and seide, Caldeis maden thre cumpenyes, and assailiden the camels, and token tho awei, and thei smytiden `also the children with swerd; and Y aloone ascapide to telle to thee.
18 Pandan li te toujou ap pale, yon lòt osi te rive epi te di: “Fis ou yo avèk fi ou yo t ap manje ak bwè diven lakay pi gran frè a,
And yit he spak, and, lo! anothir entride, and seide, While thi sones and douytris eeten, and drunken wiyn in the hows of her firste gendrid brothir,
19 epi men vwala, yo gwo van te travèse dezè a pou frape kat kwen kay la. Li te tonbe sou jenn moun sa yo epi yo te mouri. Se mwen sèl ki te chape pou vin di ou sa.”
a greet wynde felde yn sudenli fro the coost of desert, and schook foure corneris of the hows, `which felde doun, and oppresside thi children, and thei ben deed; and Y aloone fledde to telle to thee.
20 Konsa Job te leve. Li te chire vètman li, te pase razwa nan tèt li e te tonbe atè pou l te adore.
Thanne Joob roos, and to-rente hise clothis, and `with pollid heed he felde doun on the erthe, and worschipide God,
21 Li te di: “Toutouni mwen te sòti nan vant manman m e toutouni mwen va retounen la. SENYÈ a te bay, e SENYÈ a pran. Beni se non SENYÈ a.”
and seide, Y yede nakid out of the wombe of my modir, Y schal turne ayen nakid thidur; the Lord yaf, the Lord took awei; as it pleside the Lord, so `it is doon; the name of the Lord be blessid.
22 Pandan tout sa, Job pa t fè peche, ni li pa t bay repwòch a Bondye.
In alle these thingis Joob synnede not in hise lippis, nether spak ony fonned thing ayens God.
