Jeremiah 10

Men, koute sa Seyè a di sou nou, nou menm moun pèp Izrayèl yo.

Hear ye the word which the LORD speaketh unto you, O house of Israel:

Li di konsa: -Piga nou swiv lòt nasyon yo. Nou pa bezwen pèdi tèt nou lè nou wè siy nan syèl la. Se moun lòt nasyon yo ki pou pè lè konsa.

Thus saith the LORD, Learn not the way of the heathen, and be not dismayed at the signs of heaven; for the heathen are dismayed at them.

Relijyon moun sa yo pa vo anyen. Yo koupe yon pyebwa nan rakbwa, yo fè yon bòs atizan travay li ak sizo.

For the customs of the people are vain: for one cutteth a tree out of the forest, the work of the hands of the workman, with the axe.

Yo dekore l' ak ajan, ak lò. Yo pran mato ak klou yo kloure l' pou fè l' kanpe pou l' pa tonbe.

They deck it with silver and with gold; they fasten it with nails and with hammers, that it move not.

Bondye sa yo kanpe tankou pikèt nan jaden konkonm. Yo pa ka pale. Se pote pou yo pote yo, paske yo pa ka mache. Nou pa bezwen pè yo, yo pa ka fè anyen ni an byen ni an mal.

They are upright as the palm tree, but speak not: they must needs be borne, because they cannot go. Be not afraid of them; for they cannot do evil, neither also is it in them to do good.

Seyè, pa gen tankou ou! Ou gen pouvwa. Yo respekte ou pou sa ou fè.

Forasmuch as there is none like unto thee, O LORD; thou art great, and thy name is great in might.

Ou se wa tout nasyon. Ki moun ki pa ta gen krentif pou ou! Nan tout moun lespri ki sou latè, nan tout chèf yo, pa gen tankou ou!

Who would not fear thee, O King of nations? for to thee doth it appertain: forasmuch as among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their kingdoms, there is none like unto thee.

Yo tout se yon bann egare san konprann. Kisa zidòl bwa yo ka moutre yo pase sa?

But they are altogether brutish and foolish: the stock is a doctrine of vanities.

Ajan an, se nan peyi Tasis li soti an fèy plat. Lò a soti nan peyi Oufaz. Tou sa se travay bòs atizan ak bòs fòjon. Yo pran twal violèt ak twal wouj pou fè rad mete sou zidòl yo. Sa tou, se atizan ki fè yo ak men.

Silver spread into plates is brought from Tarshish, and gold from Uphaz, the work of the workman, and of the hands of the founder: blue and purple is their clothing: they are all the work of cunning men.

Men ou menm Seyè, ou se Bondye tout bon an, Bondye vivan an, Wa ki la pou tout tan an. Lè ou ankòlè, tout latè pran tranble, nasyon yo pa ka sipòte.

But the LORD is the true God, he is the living God, and an everlasting king: at his wrath the earth shall tremble, and the nations shall not be able to abide his indignation.

Nou menm, moun pèp Izrayèl yo, n'a di moun lòt nasyon yo konsa: Tout bondye sa yo ki pa t' fè syèl la ak latè a pral disparèt sou latè, yo yonn p'ap rete anba syèl la.

Thus shall ye say unto them, The gods that have not made the heavens and the earth, even they shall perish from the earth, and from under these heavens.

Seyè a te fè latè ak fòs pouvwa li. Li kreye dènye bagay ak bon konprann li. Avèk entèlijans li, li louvri syèl la anwo latè.

He hath made the earth by his power, he hath established the world by his wisdom, and hath stretched out the heavens by his discretion.

Li pase lòd, epi dlo ki anwo syèl la pran gwonde. Li fè gwo nwaj yo moute soti toupatou. Li fè zèklè yo klere pou fè lapli vini. Li fè van yo soti kote li te sere yo.

When he uttereth his voice, there is a multitude of waters in the heavens, and he causeth the vapours to ascend from the ends of the earth; he maketh lightnings with rain, and bringeth forth the wind out of his treasures.

Lè konsa tout moun rete egare, yo pa konprann anyen. Moun k'ap fè zidòl yo wont sa yo fè a, paske bondye yo fè yo se fo bondye yo ye, yo pa gen lavi nan yo.

Every man is brutish in his knowledge: every founder is confounded by the graven image: for his molten image is falsehood, and there is no breath in them.

Yo pa vo anyen. Yo bon pou pase nan betiz. Y'ap disparèt lè Seyè a ap vin regle ak yo.

They are vanity, and the work of errors: in the time of their visitation they shall perish.

Men, Bondye Jakòb la pa tankou yo. Se li menm ki fè tout bagay. Li chwazi pèp Izrayèl la pou rele l' pa l'. Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa a, se konsa yo rele l'.

The portion of Jacob is not like them: for he is the former of all things; and Israel is the rod of his inheritance: The LORD of hosts is his name.

Nou menm moun lavil Jerizalèm, lènmi sènen nou toupatou. Ranmase pakèt nou!

Gather up thy wares out of the land, O inhabitant of the fortress.

Men sa Seyè a di nou: Fwa sa a mwen pral mete nou deyò nan peyi a. M'ap bare chemen nou pou nou yonn pa chape.

For thus saith the LORD, Behold, I will sling out the inhabitants of the land at this once, and will distress them, that they may find it so.

Moun Jerizalèm yo rele: -Ki malè sa a pou nou! Nou pran! Pa gen anyen ki ka sove nou! Nou te kwè se yon malè nou ta ka sipòte.

Woe is me for my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is a grief, and I must bear it.

Yo ravaje tout tant nou yo. Yo koupe tout kòd ki te kenbe yo. Nou pèdi tout pitit nou yo, yo pote yo ale. Pa gen pesonn pou mete tant nou yo kanpe ankò, pesonn pou moute rido nou yo.

My tabernacle is spoiled, and all my cords are broken: my children are gone forth of me, and they are not: there is none to stretch forth my tent any more, and to set up my curtains.

Mwen reponn: -Chèf nou yo fin pèdi tèt yo. Yo pa mande Bondye konsèy. Se poutèt sa yo pa t' kapab fè anyen. Yo kite pèp la andebandad.

For the pastors are become brutish, and have not sought the LORD: therefore they shall not prosper, and all their flocks shall be scattered.

Koute non! Nouvèl la ap kouri vini! Gen yon gwo mouvman nan peyi bò nò a. Lame l' yo pral fè lavil peyi Jida yo tounen mazi, kote bèt nan bwa rete.

Behold, the noise of the bruit is come, and a great commotion out of the north country, to make the cities of Judah desolate, and a den of dragons.

Seyè, mwen konnen pesonn pa mèt tèt yo, pesonn pa ka kontwole kote yo prale.

O LORD, I know that the way of man is not in himself: it is not in man that walketh to direct his steps.

Korije pèp ou a, Seyè. Men, pa peze l' twòp! Pa fè kòlè sou li, paske w'a fini avè l'.

O LORD, correct me, but with judgment; not in thine anger, lest thou bring me to nothing.

Mete ou ankòlè sou nasyon ki pa konnen ou yo, sou pèp ki p'ap sèvi ou yo. Paske se yo menm k'ap fin touye pitit Jakòb yo. Y'ap touye yo nèt. Yo fin ravaje peyi kote nou rete a.

Pour out thy fury upon the heathen that know thee not, and upon the families that call not on thy name: for they have eaten up Jacob, and devoured him, and consumed him, and have made his habitation desolate.