Miche 4
1 Men nan dènye jou yo, li va vin rive ke mòn a SENYÈ a va vin etabli kon chèf a mòn yo. Li va vin leve anwo kolin yo, e pèp nasyon yo va kouri kon dlo pou rive kote l.
In the days to come the mountain of the Lord will be established, the house of our God on the top of the mountain, lifted above the hills. All the nations will flow to it,
2 Anpil nasyon va vin di: “Vini, annou monte sou mòn SENYÈ a, lakay Bondye Jacob la, pou L ka enstwi nou nan chemen Li yo e pou nou ka mache sou pa Li yo.” Paske depi nan Sion, lalwa va sòti e pawòl SENYÈ a va soti Jérusalem.
and many peoples will go and say, “Come, let us go up to the Lord’s mount, to the house of the God of Jacob, so that he may instruct us in his ways, so that we may walk in his paths.” For from Zion proceeds instruction and the Lord’s word from Jerusalem.
3 Konsa, Li va jije antre anpil pèp e pran desizyon pou anpil nasyon ki byen lwen. Yo va bat nepe yo pou fè yo tounen cha pou laboure latè yo, ak lans lagè yo pou fè yo tounen kwòk imondaj. Nasyon p ap leve nepe kont nasyon e p ap aprann fè lagè ankò.
He will arbitrate between many peoples, and render decisions for numerous nations, They will beat their swords into ploughshares, and their spears into pruning hooks. Nation will not lift up sword against nation, they will learn war no more.
4 Men yo va fè chak moun chita anba chan rezen pa yo, ak anba pye fig pa yo. Pèsòn p ap fè yo pè: paske bouch SENYÈ dèzame yo fin pale sa.
They will live each under his vine, and under his fig tree, with none to terrify them. For the mouth of the Lord of hosts has spoken.
5 Malgre tout pèp yo mache nan non dye pa yo, pou nou menm, nou va mache nan non SENYÈ Bondye nou an jis pou tout tan e pou tout tan.
Each nation trusts in the names of their gods, but we will worship the Lord our God forever.
6 “Nan jou sa a”, deklare SENYÈ a, “Mwen va rasanble moun bwate yo, e Mwen va reyini moun rejte yo, ak sa ke M te aflije yo.
“On that day,” says the Lord, “I will assemble the lame. I will gather exiles I punished.
7 Mwen va fè moun bwate yo vin yon retay, e moun rejte yo vin yon nasyon pwisan; Konsa, SENYÈ a va renye sou yo nan Mòn Sion depi koulye a rive jis pou tout tan.”
I will restore the lame as a remnant, the exiles into a great nation. The Lord will rule over them on Mount Zion from that time forever.”
8 A nou menm, wo tou bann mouton an, mòn fi Sion an, sou ou menm, li va retounen. Wi, menm ansyen pouvwa a, wayòm nan de fi Jérusalem nan.
But you, watchtower for the flock, hill of the daughter of Zion, to you will return your former rule.
9 Alò, poukisa ou rele anmwey konsa? Èske pa gen wa pami nou? Èske konseye nou an fin peri? Kite gwo doulè a sezi nou kon yon fanm k ap pouse fè pitit?
So why do you now cry aloud? Haven’t you any king? Or has your counselor perished, so you writhe in pain like a woman in labor?
10 Se pou ou vin an doulè, doulè pou pouse fè pitit fi a Sion an, kon yon fanm ki ansent; paske koulye a, ou va sòti nan vil la pou rete nan chan, e ou va ale menm nan Babylone. La, ou va delivre. La, SENYÈ a va rachte ou, soti nan men ènmi ou yo.
Writhe and scream, daughter of Zion, like a woman in labor! For now you must leave the city and camp in the open field. You will be taken to Babylon, but there will be rescued. There the Lord will save you from the hands of your foes.
11 Epi koulye a, gen anpil nasyon ki rasanble kont ou k ap di: “Kite li fin souye nèt, e kite zye nou wè dezi nou sou Sion.”
But now many nations gather against you. They say, “Let her be defiled, we will gloat over Zion.”
12 Men yo pa konnen refleksyon a SENYÈ a, ni yo pa konprann bi Li a; paske Li te ranmase moun sa yo, kon pakèt sereyal yo, pou pote sou glasi vannen an.
But they do not know the thoughts of the Lord. They do not understand his plan, for he has gathered them like sheaves for the threshing floor.
13 Leve pou bat jèm nan, O fi Sion an! Paske M ap fè kòn ou an vin yon kòn fè, e zago ou kon yon zago an bwonz. Ou va bat an mòso anpil pèp, pou ou kapab konsakre a SENYÈ a tout richès enjis pa yo, ke nou ranmase ak tout byen pa yo, bay SENYÈ tout latè a.
“Arise, thresh, daughter of Zion. I will make your horns iron, and your hoofs brass, so you might beat in pieces many peoples, and devote to the Lord their spoil, and their wealth to the ruler of all the earth.
