Zakari 11
1 Ouvri pòt ou yo, O Liban, pou dife ka devore bwa sèd ou yo.
Open, O Lebanon, thy doors, And fire doth devour among thy 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.
Howl, O fir, for fallen hath the cedar, For their honourable ones were destroyed, Howl, ye oaks of Bashan, For come down hath the fenced forest,
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.
A voice of the howling of the shepherds! For destroyed was their robe of honour, A voice of the roaring of young lions! For destroyed was the excellency of Jordan.
4 Konsa pale SENYÈ a, Bondye mwen an: “Nouri bann mouton k apkòche a.
Thus said Jehovah my God: 'Feed the flock of the 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 slay them, and are not guilty, And their sellers say, Blessed [is] Jehovah, And I am rich, And their shepherds have no pity 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 have pity no more on inhabitants of the land, An affirmation of Jehovah, And lo, I am causing man to come forth, Each into the hand of his neighbour, And into the hand of his king, And they have beaten down the land, And I do not deliver out of their hand.'
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.
And I feed the flock of slaughter, even you, ye afflicted of the flock; and I take to me two staves, the one I have called Pleasantness, and the other I have called Bands, and I feed 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 I cut off the three shepherds in one month, and my soul is grieved with them, and also their soul hath abhorred 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.”
And I say, 'I do not feed you, the dying, let die; and the cut off, let be cut off; and the remaining ones, let each eat the flesh of its neighbour.'
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.
And I take My staff Pleasantness, and cut it asunder, to make void My covenant that I had made with all the peoples:
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.
and it is broken in that day, and know well do the afflicted of the flock who are observing me, that it [is] a word of Jehovah.
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.
And I say unto them: 'If good in your eyes, give my hire, and if not, forbear;' and they weigh out my hire — thirty silverlings.
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 Jehovah saith unto me, 'Cast it unto the potter;' the goodly price that I have been prized at by them, and I take the thirty silverlings, and cast them [to] the house of Jehovah, unto the potter.
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.
And I cut asunder my second staff, Bands, to break the unity between Judah and Israel.
15 SENYÈ a te di mwen: “Pran ankò pou ou menm, enstriman a yon bèje ki san konprann.
And Jehovah saith unto me, 'Again take to thee the instrument 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 lo, I am raising up a shepherd in the land, The cut off he doth not inspect, The shaken off he doth not seek, And the broken he doth not heal, The standing he doth not sustain, And the flesh of the fat he doth eat, And their hoofs he doth break off.
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, forsaking the flock, A sword [is] on his arm, and on his right eye, His arm is utterly dried up, And his right eye is very dim!'
