Abakouk 3
1 Men lapriyè pwofèt Abakouk te fè pou li plenyen sò li bay Bondye.
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to the Shigionoth.
2 -Seyè! Mwen tande tou sa ou te di. M' sezi, m'ap tranble nan tout kò m'. Seyè, gwo mèvèy ou te konn fè nan tan lontan yo, koulye a, fè nou wè yo nan lanne k'ap vini yo. Menm lè ou fache, pa bliye gen pitye pou nou!
I have heard, Lord, of your fame, I have seen, Lord, your work; through the years you have make yourself known, in wrath you remember mercy.
3 Bondye ap vini soti peyi Edon. Bondye tout bon an ap desann soti sou mòn Paran an. Pouvwa li kouvri tout syèl la. Lwanj li toupatou sou latè.
God comes from Teman, and the Holy One from the mountain-land of Paran. (Selah) His glory covers the heavens, and his splendour fills the earth.
4 Li klere kou gwo solèy. Zèklè ap soti nan men l'. Se la li kache tout pouvwa li.
Before him it is like the light, rays he has at his side, where his power is hidden.
5 Li voye vye maladi pran devan li. Li mete lanmò mache dèyè l'.
Before him pestilence stalks, after him plague follows.
6 Lè l' kanpe, latè pran tranble. Li annik gade, moun tout nasyon gen kè kase. Mòn ki la depi lontan yo kraze an miyèt moso. Ti mòn tan lontan yo vin plat. Chemen kote li te konn pase tan lontan yo louvri devan l'.
He stands, and the earth trembles, he looks, and the nations melt away, and the mountains of old are scattered, the everlasting hills bow down. These are his ways from of old.
7 Mwen wè moun peyi Letiopi yo nan gwo lafliksyon. Moun peyi Madyan yo tou pè.
The tents of Cushan are afraid, the curtains of Midian tremble.
8 Eske se sou gwo rivyè yo ou move konsa, Seyè? Eske se sou lanmè a ou fache? Eske se sou lanmè a ou ankòlè konsa, kifè ou moute sou nwaj yo tankou sou chwal ou, tankou sou cha ou pou al delivre pèp ou a?
Is your wrath, Lord, with the rivers? Is your anger against the streams? Or your rage against the sea? Is that why you ride on your war-steeds? Why you mount your chariots of victory?
9 Ou kenbe banza ou tou pare nan men ou. Pawòl ou se pakèt flèch anpwazonnen. Zèklè ou yo fann tè a louvri.
Why you bare your bow? Why you fill your quiver with shafts? You split the earth with torrents.
10 Mòn yo wè ou, yo pran tranble. Gwo lapli ap tonbe soti nan syèl la. Dlo anba tè yo ap gwonde. Gwo lanm lanmè ap leve byen wo.
The mountains see you and writhe. The tempest of waters sweeps by. The great deep sends forth its voice, and lifts up its hands.
11 Flèch ou yo pati tankou zèklè. Lans ou yo klere byen klere. Lalin ak solèy pa parèt tèt yo deyò.
The sun forgets to rise. The moon stands still in its place. Your arrows go forth to give light. Your glittering spear is as lightning.
12 Ou move, w'ap mache toupatou sou latè. Nan kòlè ou, ou pilonnen nasyon yo anba pye ou.
In rage you stride over the earth. In wrath you trample the nations.
13 Ou soti pou delivre pèp ou a, pou sove wa ou chwazi a. Ou kraze chèf mechan yo. Ou detwi tout moun li yo nèt.
You go forth to save your people. You go to help your anointed. You crush the head of the wicked nation, laying him bare from thigh to neck. (Selah)
14 Avèk flèch ou yo, ou pèse kòmandan an chèf lame yo a, lè yo t'ap vare sou nou tankou yon van tanpèt pou gaye nou. Je yo gran louvri ak kontantman tankou moun ki pral devore pòv malere yo kote yo kache a.
You pierced his head with his spears, as his champions storm out to scatter us, as they rejoice to devour the poor secretly.
15 Ou foule lanmè a anba pye chwal ou yo. Ou fè dlo lanmè a kimen.
You tread the sea with your horses, while the mighty waters roar.
16 Mwen tande tou sa. Vant mwen bouyi! Lè m' tande tout bri sa yo, bouch mwen pran tranble. Tout zo nan kò m' ap fè m' mal. M' pa ka kanpe sou janm mwen ankò! Mwen rete byen trankil, m'ap tann jou malè a rive, jou Bondye pral mache pran moun k'ap chache nou kont yo.
I hear, and my body trembles, and at the sound my lips quiver. My bones begin to decay, and my footsteps totter beneath me, while I long for the day of distress to come upon those who attack us.
17 Pye fig frans yo te mèt pa donnen, pye rezen yo te mèt pa bay rezen, rekòt oliv yo te mèt pa bon, jaden yo te mèt pa bay manje, mouton yo te mèt mouri nan sèka yo, bèf yo te mèt mouri nan pak yo,
Though the fig tree bears no fruit, and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive harvest fails, and the fields produce no food, though the flock is cut off from the fold, and there is no herd in the stalls,
18 mwen menm, m'ap toujou kontan poutèt Seyè a. M'ap fè fèt pou Bondye k'ap delivre m' lan.
yet I will exult in the Lord, and rejoice in the God who saves me.
19 Se Seyè a ki tout fòs mwen. Li asire pye m' tankou pye kabrit. Li fè m' mache sou mòn yo, san m' pa tonbe. Pou chèf k'ap dirije moun k'ap chante yo.
The Lord God is my strength; he makes my feet as sure as the feet of deer, and causes me to walk on the heights! To the music director: Use stringed instruments.
