Psalms 39
1 I said, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle while the wicked man is before me.
Pou direktè koral la. Pou Jeduthyèn. Yon Sòm David Mwen te di, mwen va veye chemen mwen, pou m pa fè peche ak lang mwen. Mwen va veye bouch mwen, konsi li gen yon brid ladann toutotan mechan yo rete nan prezans mwen.
2 I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good, and my sorrow was stirred.
Mwen te tankou bèbè e mwen te rete an silans. Mwen te evite menm sa ki ta kab bon. Konsa, tristès mwen te vin pi mal.
3 My heart was hot within me. While I was musing the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:
Kè m te cho anndan m. Pandan mwen t ap reflechi dife a t ap brile. Konsa, mwen te pale ak lang mwen:
4 Jehovah, make me to know my end, and the measure of my days, what it is. Let me know how frail I am.
SENYÈ, fè m konnen longè a jou mwen yo. Fè m konnen ke m fèb anpil.
5 Behold, thou have made my days as handbreadths, and my life-time is as nothing before thee. Surely every man at his best condition is altogether vanity. (Selah)
Gade byen, Ou te fè jou mwen yo kontwole tankou lajè a men m ki louvri. Lavi mwen konsi li pa anyen devan zye Ou. Anverite, lavi chak moun, se yon sèl grenn souf.
6 Surely every man walks in a shadow. Surely they are disquieted in vain. He heaps up, and knows not who shall gather them.
Anverite, tout moun mache toupatou tankou yon lonbraj. Anverite, yo fè gwo zen pou ryen. Li ranmase byen yo, men l pa konnen kilès k ap rasanble yo.
7 And now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in thee.
Konsa, SENYÈ, kisa m ap tann nan? Espwa m se nan Ou.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions. Make me not the reproach of the foolish.
Delivre mwen de tout transgresyon mwen yo. Pa fè m repwòch a moun san sajès yo.
9 I was mute. I opened not my mouth, because thou did it.
Mwen tounen tibebe. Mwen pa ouvri bouch mwen, akoz se Ou ki te fè sa.
10 Remove thy stroke away from me. I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.
Rete touman Ou sou mwen. Kou men Ou venk mwen. M ap peri.
11 When thou have corrected man with rebukes for iniquity, thou make his beauty to disintegrate like a moth. Surely every man is vanity. (Selah)
Avèk repwòch, Ou fè chatiman a yon nonm pou inikite li. Ou manje tankou mit nan rad sa ki konsidere pi chè pou li menm nan. Anverite, tout moun se sèlman yon souf.
12 Hear my prayer, O Jehovah, and give ear to my cry. Keep not silent at my tears, for I am a stranger with thee, a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
Tande lapriyè mwen, O SENYÈ e prete zòrèy Ou a kri mwen. Pa rete an silans lè dlo ap koule nan zye m. Paske mwen se yon etranje devan Ou, yon vwayajè tankou tout papa zansèt mwen yo.
13 O spare me, that I may recover strength before I go from here, and be no more.
Vire rega figi Ou lwen m, pou m kab ri ankò, avan ke m mouri pou m pa la ankò.”
