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Sòm 142
1 ¶ Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer. I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.
1 ¶ Chante David te chante lè li te kache nan gwo twou wòch la. Se yon lapriyè. M'ap louvri bouch mwen, m'ap rele Seyè a. M'ap louvri bouch mwen, m'ap kriye nan pye Seyè a.
2 I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.
2 M'ap louvri kè m' bay Bondye, m'ap rakonte l' mizè mwen.
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.
3 Lè m' santi mwen pa kapab ankò, ou menm, ou konnen sa pou m' fè. Sou chemen kote m'ap pase a yo tann yon pèlen pou mwen.
4 ¶ Look on my right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul.
4 ¶ Voye je ou toupatou, gade byen! Tout moun pran pòz pa konnen m'. Pa gen yon moun pou pwoteje m'. Pa gen yon moun pou pran ka m'.
5 I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.
5 Mwen kriye nan pye ou, Seyè! Mwen di: Se ou menm ki tout pwoteksyon mwen. Se ou menm ki tout mwen nan lavi sa a.
6 Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I.
6 Panche zòrèy ou, koute sa m'ap di ou! Mwen fin dekouraje. Delivre m' anba men moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo, paske yo pi fò pase m'.
7 Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.
7 Wete m' nan prizon sa a pou m' ka di ou mèsi. Lè sa a, m'a kanpe nan mitan moun ki mache dwat devan ou yo, paske ou te bon pou mwen.
Sòm 143
1 ¶ A Psalm of David. Hear my prayer, O Jehovah; Give ear to my supplications: In thy faithfulness answer me, and in thy righteousness.
1 ¶ Se yon sòm David. Seyè, koute m' lè m'ap lapriyè. Panche zòrèy ou pou tande jan m'ap kriye nan pye ou. Reponn mwen, paske ou toujou kenbe pawòl ou. Ou pa nan patipri.
2 And enter not into judgment with thy servant; For in thy sight no man living is righteous.
2 Pa jije m' sou sa m' fè, se sèvitè ou mwen ye. Pa gen moun ki inonsan devan je ou.
3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
3 Lènmi pousib mwen, li mache sou mwen. Li fè m' rete nan fènwa tankou moun ki mouri depi lontan.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
4 Mwen santi mwen pa kapab ankò! Mwen boulvèse anpil.
5 I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy doings; I muse on the work of thy hands.
5 Mwen chonje tan lontan, m'ap kalkile tou sa ou te fè. Tou sa ou te fè yo vin nan tèt mwen ankò.
6 I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul thirsteth after thee, as a weary land. Selah
6 Mwen louvri bra m' devan ou, mwen lapriyè. M'ap tann ou tankou tè sèk k'ap tann lapli.
7 ¶ Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; My spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.
7 ¶ Seyè, prese vin reponn mwen. Mwen pa kapab ankò! Pa vire do ban mwen. Si ou fè sa, m'ap tankou moun ki desann nan peyi kote mò yo ye a.
8 Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; For in thee do I trust: Cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; For I lift up my soul unto thee.
8 Mwen mete konfyans mwen nan ou. Depi granmaten, fè m' chonje jan ou renmen m' anpil. Se ou menm m'ap lapriyè. Moutre m' chemen pou m' pran an.
9 Deliver me, O Jehovah, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me.
9 Se anba zèl ou m'ap chache pwoteksyon. Tanpri, delivre m' anba lènmi m' yo.
10 Teach me to do thy will; For thou art my God: Thy Spirit is good; Lead me in the land of uprightness.
10 Se ou menm ki Bondye mwen. Moutre m' jan pou m' fè sa ou vle m' fè a. Jan ou gen bon kè, fè lespri ou mennen m' nan chemen ki pa gen move pa.
11 Quicken me, O Jehovah, for thy name's sake: In thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble.
11 Seyè, poutèt non ou pote a, ban m' lavi ankò. Ou menm ki pa nan patipri, tanpri, wete m' nan tray kote m' ye a.
12 And in thy lovingkindness cut off mine enemies, And destroy all them that afflict my soul; For I am thy servant.
12 Ou renmen m' anpil. Fè tout lènmi m' yo disparèt. Detwi tout moun k'ap peze m' yo, paske se sèvitè ou mwen ye.
Sòm 144
1 ¶ A Psalm of David. Blessed be Jehovah my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, And my fingers to fight:
1 ¶ Se yon sòm David. Lwanj pou Bondye! Se li ki pwoteksyon mwen, se li ki moutre m' jan pou m' goumen, se li ki pare m' pou m' al nan batay.
2 My lovingkindness, and my fortress, My high tower, and my deliverer; My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdueth my people under me.
2 Se sou li mwen konte, se li ki tout defans mwen. Se li ki sèvi m' ranpa, se li ki tout delivrans mwen, Se li ki pwoteksyon mwen, se anba zèl li mwen kache. Se li ki fè pèp li soumèt devan mwen.
3 Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
3 Seyè, kisa moun ye pou w'ap fè tèt ou travay pou yo konsa? Kisa yo ye menm pou ou pran ka yo?
4 Man is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away.
4 Moun tankou lafimen. Lavi yo tankou nwaj k'ap pase.
5 Bow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down: Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
5 Seyè, bese syèl la, desann. Manyen mòn yo, fè yo fè lafimen.
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
6 Voye flèch ou yo. Fè lènmi m' yo gaye. Fè yo kouri ak kout zèklè.
7 Stretch forth thy hand from above; Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens;
7 Rete nan syèl la, lonje men ou pran m'. Rale m' soti nan mitan gwo dlo yo. Delivre m' anba men moun lòt nasyon yo.
8 Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
8 Bonjou yo pa laverite. Menm lè y'ap sèmante, se manti y'ap fè.
9 ¶ I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
9 ¶ M'ap chante yon kantik tou nèf pou ou, Bondye. M'ap chante, m'ap jwe gita pou ou.
10 Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings; Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
10 Se ou menm ki fè wa yo genyen nan lagè. Se ou ki delivre David, sèvitè ou la.
11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
11 Delivre m' anba bann mechan sa yo ki soti pou touye m', delivre m' anba men moun lòt nasyon yo. Bonjou yo pa laverite. Menm lè y'ap sèmante, se manti y'ap fè.
12 When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth, And our daughters as corner-stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;
12 Se pou pitit gason nou yo tankou jenn plant k'ap pouse. Se pou pitit fi nou yo tankou bèl poto byen travay ki nan tout kwen tanp lan.
13 When our garners are full, affording all manner of store, And our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
13 Se pou galata nou yo plen manje tout kalite, se pou mouton ki nan savann nou yo fè anpil anpil pitit.
14 When our oxen are well laden; When there is no breaking in, and no going forth, And no outcry in our streets:
14 Se pou bèf nou yo toujou bay rapò, san yo pa fè avòtman, ni pèt. Se pou lènmi pa anvayi peyi a. Pa kite yo depòte nou. Se pou pa gen okenn rèl nan lari nou yo.
15 Happy is the people that is in such a case; Yea, happy is the people whose God is Jehovah.
15 Ala bon sa bon lè sa mache konsa pou pèp la! Ala bon sa bon pou yon pèp ki gen Seyè a pou Bondye li!
Sòm 145
1 ¶ A Psalm of praise; of David. I will extol thee, my God, O King; And I will bless thy name for ever and ever.
1 ¶ Se yon chante David te ekri pou fè lwanj Bondye. Bondye mwen, wa mwen, m'a fè konnen jan ou gen pouvwa. M'ap di ou mèsi tout tan tout tan.
2 Every day will I bless thee; And I will praise thy name for ever and ever.
2 Chak jou m'ap di ou mèsi. M'ap fè lwanj ou tout tan tout tan.
3 Great is Jehovah, and greatly to be praised; And his greatness is unsearchable.
3 Seyè a gen gwo pouvwa, li merite pou yo fè lwanj li vre. Moun p'ap janm fin konprann jan li gen pouvwa!
4 One generation shall laud thy works to another, And shall declare thy mighty acts.
4 Papa va fè lwanj ou devan pitit yo pou tou sa ou te fè. Y'a rakonte tout bèl bagay ou fè yo.
5 Of the glorious majesty of thine honor, And of thy wondrous works, will I meditate.
5 M'a rakonte jan ou gen pouvwa, jan ou gen fòs. M'a fè konnen bèl mèvèy ou yo.
6 And men shall speak of the might of thy terrible acts; And I will declare thy greatness.
6 Y'a di jan ou gen pouvwa kifè moun respekte ou. M'a rakonte jan ou gen fòs.
7 They shall utter the memory of thy great goodness, And shall sing of thy righteousness.
7 Y'a fè tout moun chonje jan ou gen bon kè. Y'a chante pou ou, paske ou pa nan patipri.
8 Jehovah is gracious, and merciful; Slow to anger, and of great lovingkindness.
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Sòm 142
1 ¶ Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer. I cry with my voice unto Jehovah; With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.
1 ¶ Chante David te chante lè li te kache nan gwo twou wòch la. Se yon lapriyè. M'ap louvri bouch mwen, m'ap rele Seyè a. M'ap louvri bouch mwen, m'ap kriye nan pye Seyè a.
2 I pour out my complaint before him; I show before him my trouble.
2 M'ap louvri kè m' bay Bondye, m'ap rakonte l' mizè mwen.
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walk Have they hidden a snare for me.
3 Lè m' santi mwen pa kapab ankò, ou menm, ou konnen sa pou m' fè. Sou chemen kote m'ap pase a yo tann yon pèlen pou mwen.
4 ¶ Look on my right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul.
4 ¶ Voye je ou toupatou, gade byen! Tout moun pran pòz pa konnen m'. Pa gen yon moun pou pwoteje m'. Pa gen yon moun pou pran ka m'.
5 I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.
5 Mwen kriye nan pye ou, Seyè! Mwen di: Se ou menm ki tout pwoteksyon mwen. Se ou menm ki tout mwen nan lavi sa a.
6 Attend unto my cry; For I am brought very low: Deliver me from my persecutors; For they are stronger than I.
6 Panche zòrèy ou, koute sa m'ap di ou! Mwen fin dekouraje. Delivre m' anba men moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo, paske yo pi fò pase m'.
7 Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.
7 Wete m' nan prizon sa a pou m' ka di ou mèsi. Lè sa a, m'a kanpe nan mitan moun ki mache dwat devan ou yo, paske ou te bon pou mwen.
Sòm 143
1 ¶ A Psalm of David. Hear my prayer, O Jehovah; Give ear to my supplications: In thy faithfulness answer me, and in thy righteousness.
1 ¶ Se yon sòm David. Seyè, koute m' lè m'ap lapriyè. Panche zòrèy ou pou tande jan m'ap kriye nan pye ou. Reponn mwen, paske ou toujou kenbe pawòl ou. Ou pa nan patipri.
2 And enter not into judgment with thy servant; For in thy sight no man living is righteous.
2 Pa jije m' sou sa m' fè, se sèvitè ou mwen ye. Pa gen moun ki inonsan devan je ou.
3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; He hath smitten my life down to the ground: He hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
3 Lènmi pousib mwen, li mache sou mwen. Li fè m' rete nan fènwa tankou moun ki mouri depi lontan.
4 Therefore is my spirit overwhelmed within me; My heart within me is desolate.
4 Mwen santi mwen pa kapab ankò! Mwen boulvèse anpil.
5 I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy doings; I muse on the work of thy hands.
5 Mwen chonje tan lontan, m'ap kalkile tou sa ou te fè. Tou sa ou te fè yo vin nan tèt mwen ankò.
6 I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul thirsteth after thee, as a weary land. Selah
6 Mwen louvri bra m' devan ou, mwen lapriyè. M'ap tann ou tankou tè sèk k'ap tann lapli.
7 ¶ Make haste to answer me, O Jehovah; My spirit faileth: Hide not thy face from me, Lest I become like them that go down into the pit.
7 ¶ Seyè, prese vin reponn mwen. Mwen pa kapab ankò! Pa vire do ban mwen. Si ou fè sa, m'ap tankou moun ki desann nan peyi kote mò yo ye a.
8 Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; For in thee do I trust: Cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; For I lift up my soul unto thee.
8 Mwen mete konfyans mwen nan ou. Depi granmaten, fè m' chonje jan ou renmen m' anpil. Se ou menm m'ap lapriyè. Moutre m' chemen pou m' pran an.
9 Deliver me, O Jehovah, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me.
9 Se anba zèl ou m'ap chache pwoteksyon. Tanpri, delivre m' anba lènmi m' yo.
10 Teach me to do thy will; For thou art my God: Thy Spirit is good; Lead me in the land of uprightness.
10 Se ou menm ki Bondye mwen. Moutre m' jan pou m' fè sa ou vle m' fè a. Jan ou gen bon kè, fè lespri ou mennen m' nan chemen ki pa gen move pa.
11 Quicken me, O Jehovah, for thy name's sake: In thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble.
11 Seyè, poutèt non ou pote a, ban m' lavi ankò. Ou menm ki pa nan patipri, tanpri, wete m' nan tray kote m' ye a.
12 And in thy lovingkindness cut off mine enemies, And destroy all them that afflict my soul; For I am thy servant.
12 Ou renmen m' anpil. Fè tout lènmi m' yo disparèt. Detwi tout moun k'ap peze m' yo, paske se sèvitè ou mwen ye.
Sòm 144
1 ¶ A Psalm of David. Blessed be Jehovah my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, And my fingers to fight:
1 ¶ Se yon sòm David. Lwanj pou Bondye! Se li ki pwoteksyon mwen, se li ki moutre m' jan pou m' goumen, se li ki pare m' pou m' al nan batay.
2 My lovingkindness, and my fortress, My high tower, and my deliverer; My shield, and he in whom I take refuge; Who subdueth my people under me.
2 Se sou li mwen konte, se li ki tout defans mwen. Se li ki sèvi m' ranpa, se li ki tout delivrans mwen, Se li ki pwoteksyon mwen, se anba zèl li mwen kache. Se li ki fè pèp li soumèt devan mwen.
3 Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him? Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
3 Seyè, kisa moun ye pou w'ap fè tèt ou travay pou yo konsa? Kisa yo ye menm pou ou pran ka yo?
4 Man is like to vanity: His days are as a shadow that passeth away.
4 Moun tankou lafimen. Lavi yo tankou nwaj k'ap pase.
5 Bow thy heavens, O Jehovah, and come down: Touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
5 Seyè, bese syèl la, desann. Manyen mòn yo, fè yo fè lafimen.
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; Send out thine arrows, and discomfit them.
6 Voye flèch ou yo. Fè lènmi m' yo gaye. Fè yo kouri ak kout zèklè.
7 Stretch forth thy hand from above; Rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, Out of the hand of aliens;
7 Rete nan syèl la, lonje men ou pran m'. Rale m' soti nan mitan gwo dlo yo. Delivre m' anba men moun lòt nasyon yo.
8 Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
8 Bonjou yo pa laverite. Menm lè y'ap sèmante, se manti y'ap fè.
9 ¶ I will sing a new song unto thee, O God: Upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto thee.
9 ¶ M'ap chante yon kantik tou nèf pou ou, Bondye. M'ap chante, m'ap jwe gita pou ou.
10 Thou art he that giveth salvation unto kings; Who rescueth David his servant from the hurtful sword.
10 Se ou menm ki fè wa yo genyen nan lagè. Se ou ki delivre David, sèvitè ou la.
11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of aliens, Whose mouth speaketh deceit, And whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
11 Delivre m' anba bann mechan sa yo ki soti pou touye m', delivre m' anba men moun lòt nasyon yo. Bonjou yo pa laverite. Menm lè y'ap sèmante, se manti y'ap fè.
12 When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth, And our daughters as corner-stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;
12 Se pou pitit gason nou yo tankou jenn plant k'ap pouse. Se pou pitit fi nou yo tankou bèl poto byen travay ki nan tout kwen tanp lan.
13 When our garners are full, affording all manner of store, And our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
13 Se pou galata nou yo plen manje tout kalite, se pou mouton ki nan savann nou yo fè anpil anpil pitit.
14 When our oxen are well laden; When there is no breaking in, and no going forth, And no outcry in our streets:
14 Se pou bèf nou yo toujou bay rapò, san yo pa fè avòtman, ni pèt. Se pou lènmi pa anvayi peyi a. Pa kite yo depòte nou. Se pou pa gen okenn rèl nan lari nou yo.
15 Happy is the people that is in such a case; Yea, happy is the people whose God is Jehovah.
15 Ala bon sa bon lè sa mache konsa pou pèp la! Ala bon sa bon pou yon pèp ki gen Seyè a pou Bondye li!
Sòm 145
1 ¶ A Psalm of praise; of David. I will extol thee, my God, O King; And I will bless thy name for ever and ever.
1 ¶ Se yon chante David te ekri pou fè lwanj Bondye. Bondye mwen, wa mwen, m'a fè konnen jan ou gen pouvwa. M'ap di ou mèsi tout tan tout tan.
2 Every day will I bless thee; And I will praise thy name for ever and ever.
2 Chak jou m'ap di ou mèsi. M'ap fè lwanj ou tout tan tout tan.
3 Great is Jehovah, and greatly to be praised; And his greatness is unsearchable.
3 Seyè a gen gwo pouvwa, li merite pou yo fè lwanj li vre. Moun p'ap janm fin konprann jan li gen pouvwa!
4 One generation shall laud thy works to another, And shall declare thy mighty acts.
4 Papa va fè lwanj ou devan pitit yo pou tou sa ou te fè. Y'a rakonte tout bèl bagay ou fè yo.
5 Of the glorious majesty of thine honor, And of thy wondrous works, will I meditate.
5 M'a rakonte jan ou gen pouvwa, jan ou gen fòs. M'a fè konnen bèl mèvèy ou yo.
6 And men shall speak of the might of thy terrible acts; And I will declare thy greatness.
6 Y'a di jan ou gen pouvwa kifè moun respekte ou. M'a rakonte jan ou gen fòs.
7 They shall utter the memory of thy great goodness, And shall sing of thy righteousness.
7 Y'a fè tout moun chonje jan ou gen bon kè. Y'a chante pou ou, paske ou pa nan patipri.
8 Jehovah is gracious, and merciful; Slow to anger, and of great lovingkindness.
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