Amòs 5
1 Tande pawòl sa ke m reprann pou nou kon yon chan; Yon plent konsi, pou sila ki mouri deja yo, O lakay Israël:
Listen to the words of the funeral song I am singing for you, Israel:
2 Li fin tonbe, li p ap leve ankò— Vyèj Israël la. Li kouche byen neglije sou tèren li; nanpwen moun ki pou leve l.
Fallen, no more to rise, is the virgin Israel! Hurled down upon her own soil she lies, with no one to lift her up!
3 Paske, konsa pale Senyè BONDYE a: “Vil ki te gen mil sòlda soti, va gen san ki rete, e sila ki gen san ki ale yo, va gen dis ki rete pou lakay Israël.”
For the Lord God says this: The city that marches out with a thousand soldiers has only a hundred left, and the one that marches out with a hundred has only ten left.
4 Paske, konsa pale SENYÈ a a lakay Israël: “Chache Mwen pou nou ka viv.
For the Lord says this to Israel: Seek me and live,
5 Men pa ale Béthel, ni pa vini Guilgal, ni travèse Beer-Schéba. Paske anverite, Guilgal va antre an kaptivite e gwo twoub va rive Béthel.
But do not seek Bethel, do not enter Gilgal, do not go over to Beer-sheba. For Gilgal will enter exile, and Bethel will go to destruction.
6 Chache SENYÈ a pou nou ka viv, sinon Li va eklate kon dife nan lakay Joseph, e li va devore san pa gen okenn moun ki pou etenn li Béthel.
Seek the Lord and live, or he will cast fire on the house of Joseph, and it will devour and there will be no one to quench it for Bethel.
7 Nou menm ki fè jistis vin tounen lanvè, e ki jete ladwati rive jis atè yo,
You who turn judgment to bitter wormwood, and cast righteousness into the dirt:
8 Chache Li ki te kreye Pléiades ak Orion yo, ki chanje gwo fènwa yo pou vin tounen maten, ki etenn lajounen pou fè lannwit, ki rele dlo lanmè yo e vide sou sifas tè a; SENYÈ a, se non L.
He who made the Pleiades and Orion, who turns deep darkness into dawn, who darkens day again into night, who summons the waters of the sea, and pours them out on the earth’s surface, the Lord is his name!
9 Se Li menm ki jayi ak destriksyon sou moun pwisan yo, jiskaske destriksyon sa a rive sou sitadèl la.
He causes destruction to burst over the strong. He brings devastation on the fortress.
10 Yo rayi sila k ap reprimande nan pòtay la ni yo pa vle wè sila ki pale ak entegrite a.
You who hate the arbiters at the city gate, and abhor anyone who speaks the truth:
11 Konsa, akoz nou foule malere a, e egzije taks nan blè sou li, akoz nou fin bati bèl kay ak wòch byen taye, malgre nou pa menm rete nan yo, konsa, nou fin plante bèl chan rezen yo, men nou p ap bwè diven yo.
Because you trample on the weak, and tax their grain, although you have built houses of hewn stone, you will not live in them, although you have planted charming vineyards, you will not drink their wine.
12 Paske Mwen konnen transgresyon nou yo vin anpil e peche nou yo vin gran; nou menm ki boulvèse moun dwat yo, ki aksepte tout sa ki glise anba tab yo, e ki detounen malere a nan pòtay la.
For I know how many are your crimes, and how great are your sins! You persecutors of the righteous, takers of bribes! You deny the poor their justice at the city gate.
13 Alò nan yon tan konsa, sila ki saj la oblije rete an silans, paske tan an vin plen ak mechanste.
It would be wise to keep quiet in such an evil time.
14 Chache sa ki bon e pa sa ki mal, pou nou ka viv; epi konsa, SENYÈ dèzame yo kapab avèk nou, jis jan nou te pale a!
Seek good and not evil, that you may live, so the Lord, God of hosts, may be with you, as you have claimed he is.
15 Rayi mal e renmen sa ki bon, e etabli jistis nan pòtay la! Petèt SENYÈ Bondye dèzame yo ka fè gras a retay Joseph la.”
Hate evil and love good, establish justice at the city gate. Perhaps the Lord, the God of hosts, will be gracious to a surviving remnant of Joseph.
16 Alò, SENYÈ Bondye dèzame yo, Senyè a di: “Va gen gwo lamantasyon tout kote e nan lari a, yo va rele: ‘Elas! Elas!’ Yo va rele kiltivatè a pou fè dèy, yo va peye moun pou l fè lamantasyon.
Therefore the Lord, the God of hosts, says: In all the public squares there will be wailing, in every street the sound of mourning. They will summon the farmers to mourning, and professional mourners to wailing.
17 Epi nan tout chan rezen yo, va gen gwo kri, paske Mwen va pase nan mitan nou”, di SENYÈ a.
In all vineyards there will be lamenting, when I pass through your midst, says the Lord.
18 Elas pou nou menm ki anvi wè jou SENYÈ a! Pouki sa nou lanvi we jou SENYÈ a? Li va yon jou tenèb olye limyè.
Fools who long for the day of the Lord! What does the day of the Lord mean to you? It is darkness, and not light.
19 Tankou lè yon nonm kouri kite yon lyon pou l rakontre yon lous; oswa pou l rive lakay li, apiye men l sou mi kay la, pou yon koulèv vin mòde l.
It is as when one flees from a lion, and is attacked by a bear, as when one reaches home, leans his hand on the wall, and a snake bites him.
20 Èske jou SENYÈ a p ap yon jou tenèb olye de limyè a, fènwa a menm san klate ladann?
Won’t the Lord’s day be darkness and not light, murky darkness without a ray of light in it?
21 Mwen rayi, Mwen va refize aksepte fèt nou yo, ni Mwen p ap pran plezi nan asanble solanèl nou yo.
I hate, I despise your feasts, I will not smell the savour of your festivals,
22 Menmsi nou ofri ban Mwen ofrann brile ak ofrann sereyal, Mwen p ap aksepte yo; ni Mwen p ap menm gade ofrann lapè a bèt gra nou yo.
I will not be pleased with your burnt offerings, your grain offerings, I will not accept the peace offerings of your fattened calves.
23 Retire sou Mwen bri a chanson nou yo; Mwen p ap menm koute son a ap nou yo.
Spare me the noise of your songs, I will not listen to the melody of your lyres.
24 Men kite jistis koule desann tankou dlo, e ladwati tankou yon gwo larivyè,
But let justice roll on as a flood of waters, and righteousness like an unfailing stream.
25 Èske nou te pote ban Mwen ofrann sakrifis ak ofrann sereyal nan dezè a pandan karant ane yo, O lakay Israël?
Was it only sacrifices and grain offerings you brought me during the forty years in the wilderness, Israel?
26 Anplis nou te pote Sikkuth, wa nou an, ak Kiyyun, imaj nou yo, ak zetwal dye nou, ke nou te fè pou nou menm yo.
But now you will lift up your “king” Sikkuth and “star god” Kiyyun, your idols which you have made for yourselves,
27 “Pou sa, Mwen va fè nou antre an egzil pi lwen Damas,” di SENYÈ a, ki gen non Li ki se Bondye dèzame yo.
as I drive you into exile beyond Damascus, says the Lord, whose name is the God of hosts.
