Zakari 11
1 Ouvri pòt ou yo, O Liban, pou dife ka devore bwa sèd ou yo.
Open your doors, O Lebanon, that the fire may consume your cedars!
2 Rele anmwey, O pye siprè a, paske bwa sèd la fin tonbe, akoz bèl ab plen ak glwa yo fin detwi. Rele anmwey, O bwadchenn a Basan yo, paske gran forè a fin tonbe.
Wail, O cypress, for the cedar has fallen; the majestic trees are ruined! Wail, O oaks of Bashan, for the dense forest has been cut down!
3 Men yon vwa kriye lamantasyon a bèje yo! Paske glwa gran fore yo fin detwi; yon vwa jenn lyon k ap gwonde a! Paske ògèy Jourdain nan fin kraze nèt.
Listen to the wailing of the shepherds, for their glory is in ruins. Listen to the roaring of the young lions, for the thickets of the Jordan are destroyed.
4 Konsa pale SENYÈ a, Bondye mwen an: “Nouri bann mouton k apkòche a.
This is what the LORD my God says: “Pasture the flock marked for slaughter,
5 Sila ki achte yo, kòche yo, e rete san koupabilite. Sila ki vann yo va di: ‘Beni se SENYÈ a, paske mwen vin rich!’ Epi pwòp bèje pa yo pa menm gen pitye pou yo.
whose buyers slaughter them without remorse. Those who sell them say, ‘Blessed be the LORD, for I am rich!’ Even their own shepherds have no compassion on them.
6 Paske Mwen p ap fè pitye ankò pou pèp peyi a,” deklare SENYÈ a; “men gade byen, Mwen va delivre tout mesye yo, yo tout anba men pwochen yo, e anba pouvwa a wa li a. Y ap frape peyi a, e Mwen p ap delivre yo anba pouvwa yo.”
For I will no longer have compassion on the people of the land, declares the LORD, but behold, I will cause each man to fall into the hands of his neighbor and his king, who will devastate the land, and I will not deliver it from their hands.”
7 Konsa, mwen te nouri bann mouton pou kòche a; soutou, aflije nan bann mouton yo. Mwen te pran pou mwen de baton: youn mwen te rele Gras e lòt la, mwen te rele li Tèt Ansanm. Konsa, mwen te nouri bann mouton an.
So I pastured the flock marked for slaughter, especially the afflicted of the flock. Then I took for myself two staffs, calling one Favor and the other Union, and I pastured the flock.
8 Epi mwen te koupe retire nèt twa bèje sila yo nan yon mwa, paske nanm mwen te pèdi pasyans avèk yo, e nanm pa yo te fatige avè m tou.
And in one month I dismissed three shepherds. My soul grew impatient with the flock, and their souls also detested me.
9 Epi mwen te di: “Mwen p ap nouri nou. Sa ki fèt pou mouri, kite l mouri, e sa ki fèt pou koupe retire nèt, kite l koupe retire. Epi konsa, kite sila ki rete yo manje chè youn lòt.”
Then I said, “I will no longer shepherd you. Let the dying die, and the perishing perish; and let those who remain devour one another’s flesh.”
10 Mwen te pran baton Gras la, e mwen te koupe li an twa mòso pou m te kab kraze akò ke m te fè ak tout pèp la.
Next I took my staff called Favor and cut it in two, revoking the covenant I had made with all the nations.
11 Konsa, li te kraze nan jou sa a. Epi konsa, aflije nan bann mouton yo ki t ap gade mwen an, te vin konprann ke se te pawòl SENYÈ a.
It was revoked on that day, and so the afflicted of the flock who were watching me knew that it was the word of the LORD.
12 Mwen te di yo: “Si sa bon nan zye nou, peye m salè mwen an, men si se pa sa, pa okipe w.” Konsa, yo te peze trant sik ajan kòm salè mwen an.
Then I told them, “If it seems right to you, give me my wages; but if not, keep them.” So they weighed out my wages, thirty pieces of silver.
13 Konsa, SENYÈ a te di mwen: “Jete sa vè bòs potye a—pri manyifik valè M ki te estime pa yo menm nan!” Konsa, mwen te pran trant sik ajan, e mwen te jete yo vè bòs potye a, lakay SENYÈ a.
And the LORD said to me, “Throw it to the potter”—this magnificent price at which they valued me. So I took the thirty pieces of silver and threw them to the potter in the house of the LORD.
14 Epi mwen te koupe an mòso dezyèm baton ki rele Tèt Ansanm nan, pou kraze fratènite ki te egziste antre Juda ak Israël la.
Then I cut in two my second staff called Union, breaking the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
15 SENYÈ a te di mwen: “Pran ankò pou ou menm, enstriman a yon bèje ki san konprann.
And the LORD said to me: “Take up once more the equipment of a foolish shepherd.
16 Paske, gade byen, Mwen ap fè leve yon bèje nan peyi a, yon bèje ki p ap vizite sila ke yo koupe retire yo, ni chache sila ke yo gaye yo, ni geri sila ki aflije a, ni nouri sila ki ansante a, men li va devore chè a mouton gra yo, e li va menm chire retire zago yo.
For behold, I will raise up a shepherd in the land who will neither care for the lost, nor seek the young, nor heal the broken, nor sustain the healthy, but he will devour the flesh of the choice sheep and tear off their hooves.
17 Malè a bèje san valè ki abandone bann mouton an! Nepe va sou bra li ak sou zye dwat li! Bra li va vin seche nèt e zye dwat la va vin avèg nèt.”
Woe to the worthless shepherd, who deserts the flock! May a sword strike his arm and his right eye! May his arm be completely withered and his right eye utterly blinded!”
