Job 5
1 “Call now; is there any who will answer you? To which of the holy ones will you turn?
Rele non, Jòb! W'a wè si gen moun k'ap reponn ou! Ak kilès nan zanj Bondye yo ou ta vle pale?
2 For resentment kills the foolish man, and jealousy kills the simple.
Se moun fou ki kite chagren ap minen yo. Se moun sòt ki kite move san touye yo.
3 I have seen the foolish taking root, but suddenly I cursed his habitation.
Mwen menm, mwen wè moun fou ki te kwè zafè yo bon. M' rete konsa, mwen wè madichon tonbe sou kay yo.
4 His children are far from safety. They are crushed in the gate. Neither is there any to deliver them,
Pitit yo pa ka jwenn yon moun pou pwoteje yo. Pa gen pesonn pou pran defans yo nan tribinal.
5 whose harvest the hungry eat up, and take it even out of the thorns. The snare gapes for their substance.
Se moun grangou ki pral manje rekòt jaden yo. Yo pral pran ata sa ki donnen nan raje pikan. Se moun akrèk ki pral mete men sou tout byen yo.
6 For affliction does not come out of the dust, neither does trouble spring out of the ground;
Non. Lafliksyon pa tonbe sou moun konsa konsa. Ni moun pa rete konsa pou l' tonbe anba soufrans.
7 but man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward.
Menm jan tensèl dife fèt pou vole, konsa tou, moun fèt pou soufri.
8 “But as for me, I would seek God. I would commit my cause to God,
Si m' te nan plas ou, Job, se Bondye m' ta rele. Mwen ta mete sitiyasyon an devan l'.
9 who does great things that cannot be fathomed, marvelous things without number;
Se li menm ki fè yon bann bèl bagay nou pa ka fin konprann, yon dal mèvèy nou pa ka fin konte.
10 who gives rain on the earth, and sends waters on the fields;
Li voye lapli sou latè, li wouze tout jaden.
11 so that he sets up on high those who are low, those who mourn are exalted to safety.
Moun ki t'ap mache tèt bese yo, se li menm ki fè yo leve tèt yo. Se li menm ki konsole moun ki te nan lapenn yo.
12 He frustrates the plans of the crafty, so that their hands cannot perform their enterprise.
Li gate mannigèt bakoulou yo. Li pa janm kite yo rive fè sa yo te mete nan tèt yo.
13 He takes the wise in their own craftiness; the counsel of the cunning is carried headlong.
Li pran moun entelijan yo nan pèlen yo te tann. Li pa kite mètdam yo reyalize plan yo te fè.
14 They meet with darkness in the day time, and grope at noonday as in the night.
Gwo lajounen y'ap bite tankou nan fènwa. Gwo midi, y'ap tatonnen tankou nan mitan lannwit.
15 But he saves from the sword of their mouth, even the needy from the hand of the mighty.
Men, Bondye sove pòv la anba dan yo. Li delivre malere anba ponyèt grannèg k'ap peze yo.
16 So the poor has hope, and injustice shuts her mouth.
Li bay pòv yo espwa. Li fèmen bouch mechan yo.
17 “Behold, happy is the man whom God corrects. Therefore do not despise the chastening of the Almighty.
Ala bon sa bon pou yon moun lè Bondye ap korije l'! Lè Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa a ap pini ou, pa pran sa an jwèt!
18 For he wounds and binds up. He injures and his hands make whole.
Lè li blese ou, se li menm ankò k'ap mete renmèd pou ou. Lè li frape ou, se li menm ankò k'ap geri ou.
19 He will deliver you in six troubles; yes, in seven no evil will touch you.
Lapo delivre ou nan tout move pa. Ankenn malè p'ap tonbe sou ou.
20 In famine he will redeem you from death; in war, from the power of the sword.
Nan grangou, li p'ap kite ou mouri. Nan lagè, li p'ap kite yo touye ou.
21 You will be hidden from the scourge of the tongue, neither will you be afraid of destruction when it comes.
L'a pwoteje ou anba kout lang. Ou p'ap bezwen pè lè w'a wè gwo malè ap pwoche.
22 You will laugh at destruction and famine, neither will you be afraid of the animals of the earth.
W'a pase ni malè ni grangou nan rizib. Ou p'ap pè bèt nan bwa.
23 For you will be allied with the stones of the field. The animals of the field will be at peace with you.
Jaden w'ap travay yo p'ap gen wòch ladan yo. Bèt nan bwa p'ap janm atake ou.
24 You will know that your tent is in peace. You will visit your fold, and will miss nothing.
Lè sa a, w'a viv ak kè poze lakay ou. Lè w'a vizite pak zannimo ou yo, w'a kontan.
25 You will know also that your offspring will be great, your offspring as the grass of the earth.
W'a gen anpil pitit. Y'a pouse tankou plant nan jaden.
26 You will come to your grave in a full age, like a shock of grain comes in its season.
Menm jan se lè mayi fin mi yo kase l', konsa tou se lè ou fin vye granmoun, w'a mouri.
27 Behold, we have researched it. It is so. Hear it, and know it for your good.”
Jòb monchè, nou te kalkile sou bagay sa yo anpil. Se konsa sa ye, tande. Pa fè tèt di. Asepte verite a.
