Jeremi 4
1 “Si ou va retounen, O Israël”, deklare SENYÈ a, “si ou va retounen kote Mwen, e si ou va retire bagay abominab ou yo devan prezans Mwen; konsa, ou p ap deplase.
“If you will return, Israel,” says Yahweh, “if you will return to me, and if you will put away your abominations out of my sight; then you will not be removed;
2 Si ou va sèmante: ‘Kon SENYÈ a vivan an’, anverite, ak jistis, e nan ladwati; konsa, nasyon yo va beni tèt yo nan Li, e nan Li yo va gen glwa.”
and you will swear, ‘As Yahweh lives,’ in truth, in justice, and in righteousness. The nations will bless themselves in him, and they will glory in him.”
3 Paske se konsa SENYÈ a pale a mesye a Juda ak Jérusalem yo: “Kraze e prepare tè ki poze a; pa simen pami pikan yo.
For Yahweh says to the men of Judah and to Jerusalem, “Break up your fallow ground, and don’t sow among thorns.
4 Sikonsi tèt nou a SENYÈ a e retire prepuce kè nou, mesye Juda yo, ak sila ki rete Jérusalem yo, sinon kòlè Mwen va vin parèt tankou dife e brile pou okenn moun pa ka tenyen l, akoz mechanste a zèv nou yo.
Circumcise yourselves to Yahweh, and take away the foreskins of your heart, you men of Judah and inhabitants of Jerusalem; lest my wrath go out like fire, and burn so that no one can quench it, because of the evil of your doings.
5 Deklare nan Juda e pwoklame nan Jérusalem, pou di: ‘Soufle twonpèt nan peyi a!’ Kriye fò! Di yo: ‘Rasanble nou pou nou antre nan vil fòtifye yo.’
Declare in Judah, and publish in Jerusalem; and say, ‘Blow the trumpet in the land!’ Cry aloud and say, ‘Assemble yourselves! Let’s go into the fortified cities!’
6 Leve yon drapo vè Sion! Chache sekou! Pa kanpe anplas, paske Mwen ap mennen malè sòti nan nò, ak gwo destriksyon.”
Set up a standard toward Zion. Flee for safety! Don’t wait; for I will bring evil from the north, and a great destruction.”
7 Yon lyon ale soti nan rak bwa li; yon destriktè a nasyon yo gen tan derape. Li fin kite plas li pou fè peyi ou a vin yon savann. Vil ou yo va pil mazi ki san moun pou rete ladan yo.
A lion has gone up from his thicket, and a destroyer of nations. He is on his way. He has gone out from his place, to make your land desolate, that your cities be laid waste, without inhabitant.
8 Pou sa, abiye an twal sak! Rele fò! Kriye anmwey! Paske gwo kòlè SENYÈ a pa t kite nou.
For this, clothe yourself with sackcloth, lament and wail; for the fierce anger of Yahweh hasn’t turned back from us.
9 “Li va vin rive nan jou sa a,” deklare SENYÈ a: “ke kè a wa a ak kè prens yo va fè fayit. Prèt yo va sezi e pwofèt yo va etone.”
“It will happen at that day,” says Yahweh, “that the heart of the king will perish, along with the heart of the princes. The priests will be astonished, and the prophets will wonder.”
10 Nan lè sa a, mwen te di: “O, Senyè BONDYE! Asireman ou te pase pèp sa nan rizib nèt lè Ou te di: ‘Ou va gen lapè’. Men alò, yon nepe parèt sou gòj yo.”
Then I said, “Ah, Lord Yahweh! Surely you have greatly deceived this people and Jerusalem, saying, ‘You will have peace;’ whereas the sword reaches to the heart.”
11 Nan lè sa a, li va pale a pèp sa a, e a Jérusalem: “Yon van sechrès ki sòti nan mòn sèk nan dezè a, nan direksyon fi a pèp Mwen an—— li pa pou vannen ni pou netwaye.
At that time it will be said to this people and to Jerusalem, “A hot wind blows from the bare heights in the wilderness toward the daughter of my people, not to winnow, nor to cleanse.
12 Yon van fò depase sa a——va vini sou lòd Mwen. Alò, anplis Mwen va pwononse jijman kont yo.”
A full wind from these will come for me. Now I will also utter judgments against them.”
13 Gade byen, li monte tankou nwaj, e cha lagè li yo kon toubiyon. Cheval li yo pi vit ke èg. Malè a nou menm, paske nou vin detwi nèt!
Behold, he will come up as clouds, and his chariots will be as the whirlwind. His horses are swifter than eagles. Woe to us! For we are ruined.
14 Lave kè ou retire mal la, O Jérusalem, pou ou ka sove. Pou jiskilè panse mechan nou yo va rete anndan ou?
Jerusalem, wash your heart from wickedness, that you may be saved. How long will your evil thoughts lodge within you?
15 Paske yon vwa deklare soti Dan e pwoklame mechanste soti mòn Éphraïm.
For a voice declares from Dan, and publishes evil from the hills of Ephraim:
16 “Livre rapò li bay nasyon yo koulye a! Pwoklame sou Jérusalem, ‘Moun syèj yo sòti nan yon peyi lwen! Yo leve vwa yo kontra vil Juda yo.
“Tell the nations, behold, publish against Jerusalem, ‘Watchers come from a far country, and raise their voice against the cities of Judah.
17 Tankou gadyen k ap veye yon chan an, yo kont li toupatou, akoz li te fè rebèl kont Mwen’”, deklare SENYÈ a.
As keepers of a field, they are against her all around, because she has been rebellious against me,’” says Yahweh.
18 “Chemen pa ou yo ak zèv pa ou yo te mennen fè bagay sa yo rive ou. Sa se mal ou. Li amè anpil! A la sa rive jis nan kè ou!”
“Your way and your doings have brought these things to you. This is your wickedness, for it is bitter, for it reaches to your heart.”
19 Nanm mwen, nanm mwen! Mwen nan gwo soufrans! O kè mwen! Kè m ap bat anndan m. Mwen p ap ka rete an silans, pwiske ou te tande, O nanm mwen, son de twonpèt la, alam lagè a.
My anguish, my anguish! I am pained at my very heart! My heart trembles within me. I can’t hold my peace, because you have heard, O my soul, the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.
20 Dega sou dega vin pwoklame, paske tout peyi a fin detwi nèt. Sibitman, tant mwen yo vin devaste; rido mwen yo vin devaste nan yon moman.
Destruction on destruction is decreed, for the whole land is laid waste. Suddenly my tents are destroyed, and my curtains gone in a moment.
21 Pou konbyen de tan mwen va oblije wè drapo a, e koute son twonpèt la?
How long will I see the standard and hear the sound of the trumpet?
22 “Paske, pèp mwen an rete nan foli. Yo pa rekonèt Mwen. Yo se timoun sòt ki pa gen konprann. Yo koken nan fè mal, men pou fè sa ki bon, yo pa konnen.”
“For my people are foolish. They don’t know me. They are foolish children, and they have no understanding. They are skillful in doing evil, but they don’t know how to do good.”
23 Mwen te gade sou tè a e, gade byen, li te san fòm e vid; vè syèl yo men yo pa t gen limyè.
I saw the earth and, behold, it was waste and void, and the heavens, and they had no light.
24 Mwen te gade vè mòn yo, e gade byen, yo t ap souke; tout kolin yo te fè mouvman ale retou.
I saw the mountains, and behold, they trembled, and all the hills moved back and forth.
25 Mwen te gade, e gade byen, pa t gen moun, e tout zwazo syèl yo te vin sove ale.
I saw, and behold, there was no man, and all the birds of the sky had fled.
26 Mwen te gade e gade byen, bon peyi fètil la te vin yon dezè, e tout vil li yo te fin demoli devan SENYÈ a, devan gwo kòlè Li.
I saw, and behold, the fruitful field was a wilderness, and all its cities were broken down at the presence of Yahweh, before his fierce anger.
27 Paske konsa pale SENYÈ a: “Tout peyi a va dezole; malgre, Mwen p ap fin detwi li nèt.
For Yahweh says, “The whole land will be a desolation; yet I will not make a full end.
28 Pou sa, tout latè va kriye ak doulè, e syèl anwo yo va fènwa, akoz Mwen te pale sa a. Mwen te fè plan sa a, e Mwen p ap chanje lide Mwen. Ni Mwen p ap detounen sou sa.”
For this the earth will mourn, and the heavens above be black, because I have spoken it. I have planned it, and I have not repented, neither will I turn back from it.”
29 Ak bri chevalye a, ak mèt banza yo, tout vil yo vin sove ale. Yo antre nan gran rak bwa, e yo monte sou wòch yo. Tout vil yo vin abandone e nanpwen pèsòn ki rete ladan yo.
Every city flees for the noise of the horsemen and archers. They go into the thickets and climb up on the rocks. Every city is forsaken, and not a man dwells therein.
30 Ou menm, O sila ki dezole a, se kisa ou va fè? Malgre ou abiye an kramwazi, malgre ou dekore kò ou ak dekorasyon an lò, malgre ou agrandi zye ou ak penti, se anven ou fè kò ou bèl la. Sila ki renmen ou yo meprize ou. Yo chache lavi ou.
You, when you are made desolate, what will you do? Though you clothe yourself with scarlet, though you deck yourself with ornaments of gold, though you enlarge your eyes with makeup, you make yourself beautiful in vain. Your lovers despise you. They seek your life.
31 Paske mwen te tande kri yon fanm nan doulè l; doulè a yon fanm k ap fè premye pitit, kri fi a Sion an, k ap soufle fò, lonje men l e rele, “Anmwey! Mwen pedi kouraj nèt devan asasen yo.”
For I have heard a voice as of a woman in travail, the anguish as of her who gives birth to her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion, who gasps for breath, who spreads her hands, saying, “Woe is me now! For my soul faints before the murderers.”
