Psalms 17
1 A Prayer by David. Hear, LORD, my righteous plea. Give ear to my prayer that does not go out of deceitful lips.
Se yon lapriyè David. Seyè, koute kòz mwen lè m' gen rezon! Pran ka m', lè m'ap rele nan pye ou! Koute m' non, lè m'ap lapriyè ou, paske mwen p'ap bay manti.
2 Let my sentence come out of your presence. Let your eyes look on equity.
Se ou menm ki pral fè m' jistis, paske ou wè kote jistis la ye.
3 You have proved my heart. You have visited me in the night. You have tried me, and found nothing. I have resolved that my mouth shall not disobey.
Ou mèt sonde kè m', ou mèt vin wè m' nan mitan lannwit, ou mèt egzaminen m' tout jan, ou p'ap jwenn okenn move lide nan kè m'. Pawòl ki nan bouch mwen, se li ki nan kè m'.
4 As for the deeds of men, by the word of your lips, I have kept myself from the ways of the violent.
Mwen pa fè tankou lòt yo. Mwen obeyi kòmandman ou yo. Mwen pa fè tankou moun k'ap maltrete frè parèy yo.
5 My steps have held fast to your paths. My feet have not slipped.
Se nan chemen ou yo mwen toujou mache. Se yo menm mwen swiv nèt ale.
6 I have called on you, for you will answer me, God. Turn your ear to me. Hear my speech.
M'ap rele ou, Bondye, paske ou reponn mwen. Tanpri, panche zòrèy ou bò kote m', koute sa m'ap di ou:
7 Show your marvelous loving kindness, you who save those who take refuge by your right hand from their enemies.
Fè moun wè jan ou gen bon kè, ou menm ki delivre moun y'ap pèsekite yo, lè yo vin chache pwoteksyon bò kote ou.
8 Keep me as the apple of your eye. Hide me under the shadow of your wings,
Pwoteje m' tankou grenn je ou. Kache m' anba zèl ou.
9 from the wicked who oppress me, my deadly enemies, who surround me.
Wete m' anba men mechan k'ap maltrete m' yo. Lènmi m' yo soti pou yo touye m', yo sènen m' toupatou.
10 They close up their callous hearts. With their mouth they speak proudly.
Yo san zantray. Yo awogan lè y'ap pale.
11 They have now surrounded us in our steps. They set their eyes to cast us down to the earth.
Kote m' fè, yo fann dèyè m'. Yo fin sènen m' nèt. Y'ap chache okazyon pou yo mete m' atè.
12 He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
Yo tankou lyon, yo pa konn sa yo ta bay pou yo devore m'. Yo tankou jenn ti lyon, yo rete nan kachèt yo, y'ap veye m'.
13 Arise, LORD, confront him. Cast him down. Deliver my soul from the wicked by your sword,
Leve non, Seyè. Mache pran lènmi m' yo. Fese yo atè. Rale nepe ou, delivre m' anba men mechan yo.
14 from men by your hand, LORD, from men of the world, whose portion is in this life. You fill the belly of your cherished ones. Your sons have plenty, and they store up wealth for their children.
Sove m' anba moun alekile yo avèk fòs ponyèt ou. Tout byen yo se byen latè. Ou pran nan richès ou yo, ou ba yo tou sa yo bezwen. Pitit yo pa manke anyen. Yo kite rès pou pitit pitit yo.
15 As for me, I shall see your face in righteousness. I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with seeing your form.
Men pou mwen menm, m'ap parèt devan ou, paske mwen inonsan. Lè m'a leve, m'ap kontan nèt ale, paske w'ap toujou la avèk mwen.
