Ezayi 64:1-12
Ezayi 64:1-12 1998 Haïtienne (HAT98)
Si ou te ka fann syèl la desann! Mòn yo ta annik wè ou, yo ta pran tranble. Yo tta fini tankou bwa anba dife, tankou dlo k'ap bouyi. Lènmi ou yo ta konnen ki moun ou ye. Wi, tout nasyon yo ta pran tranble devan ou! Yon lè, ou te desann, ou te fè yon bann bagay nou pa t'ap tann, bagay ki fè moun pè: mòn yo te wè sa, yo te pran tranble. Pèsonn pa janm wè ni yo pa janm tande yon Bondye tankou ou ki ka fè tou sa pou moun ki met espwa yo nan li. Men, ou louvri bra ou pou ou resevwa moun ki te kontan mache dwat devan ou yo, moun ki te mache nan chemen ou mete devan yo epi ki pa janm bliye ou yo. Men, ou te move dèske nou pat sispann fè sa ki mal. Sa lakòz n'ap soufri jouk jou w'a vin delivre nou. Nou tout nou te tankou moun ki pa nan kondisyon pou sèvi ou. Tou sa nou t'ap fè ki byen te tankou rad sou moun ki pa nan kondisyon pou sèvi ou. Akòz peche nou yo, nou te tankou fèy chèch van ap bwote. Pèsonn pa lapriyè ou ankò! Pèsonn pa chonje reve vin mande ou sekou. Ou vire do ban nou. Ou lage nou, ou kite peche nou yo fini ak nou. Men, Senyè, se ou ki papa nou. Se tè ajil pou fè krich nou ye. Se ou menm ki ban nou fòm. Se ou menm ki fè nou ak men ou. Tanpri, Senyè, pa fache tout fache sa a ak nou ankò. Pa gade sou krim nou yo. Se pèp pa ou la menm nou ye. Tanpri, pitye pou nou! Lavil yo mete apa pou ou yo rete san moun ladan yo. Mòn Siyon an tankou yon dezè. Lavil Jerizalèm tounen yon savann. Tanp nou an, bèl kay yo te mete apa pou ou a, kay kote tout zansèt nou yo t'ap fè lwanj ou a, dife fin boule sa. Tout bèl kote nou te renmen yo fin kraze. Senyè, tou sa pa di ou anyen? Ou p'ap fè anyen pou nou? Ou pral kite nou soufri jouk nou p'ap kapab ankò?
Ezayi 64:1-12 New International Version (NIV)
Oh, that you would rend the heavens and come down, that the mountains would tremble before you! As when fire sets twigs ablaze and causes water to boil, come down to make your name known to your enemies and cause the nations to quake before you! For when you did awesome things that we did not expect, you came down, and the mountains trembled before you. Since ancient times no one has heard, no ear has perceived, no eye has seen any God besides you, who acts on behalf of those who wait for him. You come to the help of those who gladly do right, who remember your ways. But when we continued to sin against them, you were angry. How then can we be saved? All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags; we all shrivel up like a leaf, and like the wind our sins sweep us away. No one calls on your name or strives to lay hold of you; for you have hidden your face from us and have given us over to our sins. Yet you, LORD, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand. Do not be angry beyond measure, LORD; do not remember our sins forever. Oh, look on us, we pray, for we are all your people. Your sacred cities have become a wasteland; even Zion is a wasteland, Jerusalem a desolation. Our holy and glorious temple, where our ancestors praised you, has been burned with fire, and all that we treasured lies in ruins. After all this, LORD, will you hold yourself back? Will you keep silent and punish us beyond measure?