Isaiah 13
1 The oracle on Babylon, —of which Isaiah, son of Amoz had vision: —
Men mesaj Bondye te bay Ezayi, pitit Amòz la, sou lavil Babilòn:
2 Upon a bare mountain, lift ye up a standard, Raise high the voice to them, Wave the hand, That they may enter the doors of nobles.
-Mete yon drapo kanpe sou tèt yon mòn kote pa gen pyebwa menm! Rele byen fò pou sòlda yo pare yo! Leve men ou anlè. Ba yo siyal pou y' al atake pòtay lavil grannèg yo!
3 I myself, have given charge to my hallowed ones, —Yea I have called My heroes in showing mine anger, My proudly exulting ones.
Se mwen menm, Seyè a, k'ap bay sèvitè m' yo lòd! M'ap rele tout vanyan sòlda mwen yo, tout moun pa m' yo ki gen kè kontan, k'ap mache tèt anlè, pou yo pini moun k'ap fè m' fè kòlè yo.
4 The noise of a multitude in the mountains, A resemblance of many people, —The noise of a tumult of kingdoms Nations gathered together, Yahweh of hosts, mustering a host for battle!
Koute yon gwo bri sou mòn yo! Se tankou bri yon gwo foul moun, yon kantite nasyon ak moun tout peyi k'ap sanble. Se Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa a k'ap fè enspeksyon lame li a anvan y' al goumen.
5 They are coming in From a land far away. From the utmost bound of the heavens, —Yahweh—with his weapons of indignation, To destroy the land.
Seyè a move, l'ap vini ansanm ak sòlda ki pral fè sa li ba yo lòd fè a. Y'ap soti byen lwen nan lòt peyi ki nan dènye bout latè pou yo vin ravaje tout peyi a.
6 Howl ye! for at hand is the day of Yahweh, —As a veritable destruction from the Almighty, shall it come.
Nou mèt plenyen kont kò nou, paske jou Seyè a pre rive! Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa a pral vini pou l' devaste tè a.
7 For this cause—All hands, shall hang down, —and Every mortal heart, melt.
Se poutèt sa, tout moun sou latè pèdi kouraj, kè yo kase!
8 And they shall be in distress—Writhings and pains, shall lay hold, As a woman in childbirth, shall they be in pangs, —Everyone, at his neighbour, shall look in amazement, Faces of flames, their faces!
Y'ap rete konsa, yo pral gen doulè ak lakranp nan tout kò yo. Yo pral tòde tankou fanm ansent ki gen tranche. Yonn ap gade lòt san di krik, y'ap rete ak je yo louvri byen gran tèlman y'a wont.
9 Lo! the day of Yahweh, coming in, Fierce and overflowing, and burning with anger, —To devote the earth to desolation, And her sinners, will he destroy out of it.
Jou Seyè a ap rive. Seyè a ap san pitye, l'ap fè gwo kòlè, l'ap move anpil. L'ap fè tè a tounen yon dezè, l'ap disparèt dènye moun k'ap fè sa ki mal!
10 For the stars of the heavens and their constellations, shall not flash forth their light, —Obscured shall be the sun in his going forth, And the moon, shall not shed her light.
Tout grenn zetwal nan syèl la, tout zetwal Oryon yo p'ap klere ankò. Solèy la ap tou nwa lè li leve, lalin lan menm p'ap klere ankò.
11 And I will visit, upon the inhabited earth, calamity!, And upon the lawless, their punishment, And will quiet the arrogance of the proud, And the loftiness of tyrants, will I lay low.
Seyè a di ankò: -Mwen pral fè dezolasyon tonbe sou tout latè poutèt mechanste moun yo ap fè. Mwen pral pini tout mechan yo poutèt fòfè y'ap fè yo. Mwen pral kraze lògèy tout moun k'ap gonfle lestonmak yo. Mwen pral kraze awogans tout mechan k'ap peze moun anba pye yo.
12 I will cause, a man, to be more precious than fine gold, —Even a son of earth than, the finest gold of Ophir.
Moun k'ap chape yo ap pi ra pase bon lò, pase bon lò ki soti nan peyi Ofi.
13 For this cause, the heavens, will I disturb, And, the earth, shall tremble out of her place, —In the wrath of Yahweh of hosts, And in the day of the glow of his anger.
Se poutèt sa, jou mwen menm, Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa a, m'a fè move san an, jou m'a fè gwo kòlè mwen an, m'ap fè syèl la tranble, m'ap fè tè a kite plas kote li ye a.
14 And it shall be—Like a gazelle that is chased, And like a sheep with none to lift it up, —Each, to his own people, will they turn, And, each, to his own land, will they flee:
Lè sa a, moun lòt nasyon k'ap viv nan peyi Babilòn lan va kouri al lakay yo nan peyi yo, tankou gazèl bèf mawon k'ap kouri pou chasè, tankou mouton san gadò ki gaye nan savann.
15 Every one found, shall be thrust through, —And, every one taken, shall fall by the sword;
Y'ap touye tout moun peyi a y'a kontre sou wout yo, y'ap kraze tout moun peyi a y'a bare sou chemen yo.
16 And, their infants, shall be dashed to the ground, before their eyes, —Plundered shall be, their houses, and their wives ravished.
Y'ap krabinen ti pitit yo la devan je yo, y'ap piye kay yo, y'ap fè kadejak sou madanm yo.
17 Behold me! stirring up against them the Medes, —Who of silver, shall take no account, And as for gold, they shall not delight in it;
Seyè a di ankò: -Mwen pral voye moun peyi Medi yo vin atake yo. Se yon bann moun lajan pa di yo anyen, lò pa tante yo.
18 And, bows, shall dash the young to pieces, —And on the fruit of the womb, will they have no pity, Over children, will their eye throw no shield.
Avèk banza yo, yo pral touye jenn gason. Y'ap san pitye pou timoun fenk fèt. Kè yo p'ap fè yo mal pou timoun piti.
19 Thus shall Babylon—The most lovely of kingdoms, The majestic beauty of the Chaldees—Become as in the divine overthrow of Sodom and Gomorrah.
Lavil Babilòn, se yon bijou. Se li ki pi bèl pase tout peyi. Moun peyi Kalde yo plen lògèy, y'ap fè grandizè poutèt li. Men, mwen menm Seyè a, m'ap kraze l' tankou mwen te kraze lavil Sodòm ak lavil Gomò.
20 It shall not be dwelt in for ever, Neither shall it be inhabited from generation to generation, —Neither shall encamp there, an Arab, Nor, shepherds, fold their flocks there.
Moun p'ap janm al rete la ankò. L'ap rete san moun pou tout tan. Moun peyi Arabi k'ap mache nan dezè yo p'ap janm moute tant yo bò la, ni ankenn gadò mouton p'ap janm mennen mouton yo vin manje bò la.
21 Then shall lie down there, wild beasts, And filled shall be their houses with owls, —Then shall inhabit there, the ostrich, And shaggy creatures, shall dance there.
Se la tout bèt nan bwa pral rete. Koukou pral fè nich nan tout kay yo. Se la otrich pral fè kay yo. Se la kabrit mawon pral danse kalenda.
22 And jackals shall answer, in their citadels, And wild dogs, in their voluptuous palaces, —And near to come is her time, And, her days, shall not be delayed.
Chen mawon pral wouke nan gwo kay yo. Chat mawon pral pran plezi yo nan bèl palè yo. Lè a prèt pou sonnen pou lavil Babilòn, jou l' prèt pou bout.
