Miche 6
1 Koute sa Seyè a ap di: -Leve non! Vin plede kòz ou devan gwo mòn yo! Kite ti mòn yo tande sa ou gen pou di a!
Hear now what the Lord is saying: Arise, present your complaint before the mountains, let the hills hear your voice!
2 Nou menm, mòn yo, nou menm ki fondasyon tè a pou tout tan, tande plent Seyè a ap vin pote pou pèp li a! Wi, li pral pote plent pou pèp Izrayèl la! Li gen yon kòz pou l' plede ak li!
Hear, mountains, the Lord’s accusation, listen, foundations of the earth. For the Lord has a case against his people. He has a dispute with Israel.
3 Seyè a di: Ooo! Pèp mwen! Kisa mwen fè nou kifè nou bouke avè m' konsa? Reponn mwen non!
‘My people, what have I done to you. How have I displeased you? Answer me!
4 Mwen fè nou soti kite peyi Lejip la. Mwen wete nou nan esklavaj nou te ye nan peyi sa a! Mwen voye Moyiz, Arawon ak Miryam pou kondi nou ale.
For I brought you up from the land of Egypt, from the land of slavery I redeemed you. I sent Moses, Aaron, and Miriam to lead you.
5 Ooo! Pèp mwen! Chonje sa Balak, wa peyi Moab la, te fè lide fè nou, ak ki jan Balaram, pitit Bèyò a, te reponn li! Chonje sa ki te rive nou nan vwayaj nou an, lè nou te fin kite Sitim, anvan nou te rive Gilgal! Chonje tout bagay sa yo pou nou ka konprann sa m' te fè pou delivre nou!
My people, what did Balak, king of Moab counsel? And how did Balaam, the son of Beor, answer him? Remember now the journey from Shittim to Gilgal, so that you might realise the just deeds of the Lord.’
6 Lè sa a, pèp la di: Kisa m'a pote ofri bay Seyè a, Bondye ki nan syèl la, lè m'a vin adore l'? Eske m'a pote pou li jenn ti towo bèf ki fèk gen ennan pou yo ka boule pou li?
With what should I come before the Lord? Bow myself before the God on high? Should I come before him with burnt-offerings, with calves a year old?
7 Eske Seyè a ap kontan si m' pote ba li mil belye mouton ak di mil barik lwil? Eske m'a ofri premye pitit gason m' lan pou m' peye pou sa m' fè ki mal? Eske mwen ka pran sa ki soti nan zantray mwen pou m' bay pou kouvri peche mwen?
Will the Lord be pleased with thousands of rams, With ten thousand streams of oil? Should I give him my firstborn son for my guilt, the fruit of my body for the sin of my soul?
8 Y'a reponn li: Non monchè. Seyè a te moutre ou sa ki byen. Tou sa li mande ou, se pou ou fè sa ki dwat, se pou ou gen kè sansib nan tout sa w'ap fè, se pou ou mache san lògèy devan li.
The Lord has told you what is good, what he demands of you: Only to do justice and love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God.
9 Lè yon moun gen konprann, li gen krentif pou Seyè a. Seyè a ap rele moun lavil Jerizalèm yo: Koute m' byen, nou tout ki reyini nan lavil la!
Listen! The Lord calls to the city! Listen, tribe and assembly of the city!
10 Lakay moun mechan yo plen byen yo achte ak move lajan! Y'ap sèvi ak fo mamit, bagay mwen pa vle wè.
‘Can I forget the hoarded treasures in the houses of the wicked, and the accursed scant measure?
11 Ki jan ou vle pou m' padonnen bann moun sa yo k'ap sèvi ak move balans, ak fo mamit?
Can I leave her unpunished because of evil scales, and the bag of false weights?
12 Moun rich nan lavil la ap peze pòv malere yo. Yo tout se yon bann mantò: Bonjou yo pa laverite!
Whose rich people are full of violence, her inhabitants liars, whose tongues speak deceit?
13 Se poutèt sa m'ap manyen ak nou. Akòz peche nou yo, m'ap fini ak nou nèt.
‘But I indeed, have begun to punish you, to lay you in ruins because of your sins.
14 N'ap manje, men vant nou p'ap janm plen, n'ap grangou toujou. Lè nou konprann se sere n'ap sere pou pita, sa p'ap sèvi nou anyen. Avèk lagè m'ap voye sou nou an, n'ap pèdi tou sa nou te sere a.
You will eat but not be satisfied, your stomach empty within you. You will store up but lose everything, because whatever you save I will give to the sword.
15 N'a plante, men se pa nou ki va rekòlte. N'a kraze grenn oliv pou fè lwil, men nou p'ap gen tan sèvi avè l'. N'a kraze rezen fè diven, men nou p'ap gen tan goute ladan l'.
You will sow but not reap. You will tread the olives but have no oil for rubbing, tread grapes but drink no wine!
16 Nou pran swiv move mès wa Omri a ansanm ak move bagay wa Akab, pitit gason l' lan, t'ap fè a. N'ap fè menm bagay yo t'ap fè a toujou. Se poutèt sa, m'ap fè malè tonbe sou nou. Tout moun pral rele chalbari dèyè nou. Moun toupatou pral trete nou tankou fatra.
‘For you have followed the commands of Omri, and all the practices of the house of Ahab. You have acted in accord with their counsels, so I will give you up to ruin, the city’s inhabitants to derision. The nations will treat you with contempt!’
