Zephaniah 2

1 Be ashamed within yourselves, be ashamed,

Rasanble nou ansanm, wi rasanble nou, O nasyon ki pa gen wont,

2 before you become as the drifting chaff, before the anger of the Lord comes upon you, before the day of the Lord’s wrath comes upon you.

avan dekrè a vini— avan jou pase tankou pay vannen —avan chalè vyolan SENYÈ a vin rive sou nou, avan jou a kòlè SENYÈ a vin rive sou nou.

3 Seek the Lord all you meek of the earth, you who obey his law; Seek righteousness, seek meekness; perhaps you may be hidden in the day of the Lord’s wrath.

Chache SENYÈ a, nou tout ki enb sou tè a, ki te kenbe òdonans li yo. Chache ladwati. Chache imilite. Petèt nou va jwenn pwoteksyon nan jou kòlè SENYÈ a.

4 For Gaza will be forsaken; Ashkelon a desolation; Ashdod – by noon will they rout her and Ekron be torn up!

Paske Gaza va vin abandone, e Askalon va vin yon kote dezole. Asdod va chase mete deyò nan mitan jounen, e Ékron va vin dechouke.

5 Woe to those who live by the sea coast, people of the Cherethites! The word of the Lord is against you, Canaan, land of the Philistines! I will destroy you so that you will be without inhabitants,

Malè pou sila ki rete kote lanmè yo, nasyon a Keretyen yo! Pawòl SENYÈ a kont ou, O Canaran, peyi Filisten yo! Mwen va detwi nou jiskaske pa gen moun ki rete la ankò.

6 and you will become shepherds’ cots and folds for flocks.

Konsa bò kot lanmè a va tounen patiraj pou bèt, avèk kay pou bèje e pak pou bann mouton yo.

7 The sea coast will belong to the survivors of the house of Judah. They will pasture their flocks there. In the house of Ashkelon they will lie down at evening. The Lord their God will be with them and restore their fortunes.

Epi kot lanmè a va apatyen a retay lakay Juda a. Yo va fè patiraj yo sou li. Nan kay Askalon yo, yo va kouche nan aswè; paske SENYÈ Bondye yo a va pran swen yo e restore davni yo.

8 I have heard the taunts of Moab, and the revilings of the Ammonites, how they have taunted my people, and spoken boastfully concerning their border.

Mwen te tande lè Moab t ap vekse nou. Ak malediksyon a fis Ammon yo, ke yo t ap vekse pèp Mwen an, e te fè tèt yo vin plen ògèy kont lizyè pa yo a.

9 Therefore as I live, says the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel: Moab will be like Sodom, and the Ammonites like Gomorrah, a pile of nettles and saltpits, and a desolation, forever. The residue of my people will plunder them, and the survivors of my nation will inherit them.

Akoz sa, jan Mwen vivan an, deklare SENYÈ dèzame yo, Bondye Israël la, “Anverite, Moab va vin tankou Sodome e fis a Ammon yo tankou Gomorrhe— yon kote plen pikan, yon twou plen sèl, yon kote devaste nèt. Retay a pèp Mwen an va piyaje yo, e sila ki rete nan nasyon Mwen an, va eritye yo.”

10 This will they have for their pride, because they have taunted and spoken boastfully against the people of the Lord of hosts.

Se sa yo va twouve kon rekonpans ògèy yo, akoz yo te vekse, e te vin awogan kont pèp a SENYÈ dèzame yo.

11 The Lord will terrify them; he will reduce all the gods of the earth; then all the peoples of the nations will worship him, each in their own land.

SENYÈ a va vin tèrib pou yo, paske Li va fè tout dye teritwa yo mouri ak grangou. Konsa, tout moun, depi nan nasyon yo va adore Li, yo chak nan pwòp plas yo.

12 You, also, Ethiopians, slain by his sword are you!

Nou menm tou Etyopyen yo, nou va detwi pa nepe Mwen.

13 And he will stretch out his hand against the north and destroy Assyria; And he will make Nineveh a desolation, dry as the wilderness.

Li va lonje men Li kont nò pou detwi Assyrie, e li va fè Ninive vin yon kote dezole, sèk tankou dezè.

14 Herds will lie down in it, every beast of the earth, Desert owl and screech owl will lodge in its capitals. The owl will hoot in the window, the raven on the doorstep, all stripped bare of cedar.

Bann bèt sovaj va vin kouche nan mitan l, tout kalite bèt yo. Grangozye, ni zagoudi va vin rete sou gran vil li yo. Vwa yo va chante nan fenèt yo. Papòt yo va rete dezole, paske Li te devwale nèt tout gran travès bwa sèd yo.

15 This is the exultant city which sat secure. The city who said to herself, I am and there is none else! How has she become a desolation! A lair of beasts! Every passerby hisses at her, shakes their hand.

Sa se gwo vil ki plen ak kè kontan, ki te viv san refleshi. Li te di nan kè l: “Se Mwen, e nanpwen sòf ke mwen.” Ala dezole li vin dezole! Yon kote pou bèt repoze yo. Tout moun ki pase kote l va soufle kon koulèv, e va voye pwen mare yo anlè sou li.