Psalms 74
1 Maschil of Asaph. O God, why hast thou cast [us] off for ever? Why doth thine anger smoke against the sheep of thy pasture?
Yon Sòm Asaph O Bondye, poukisa Ou te rejte nou pou tout tan? Poukisa kòlè Ou fè lafimen kont mouton patiraj Ou an?
2 Remember thy congregation, which thou hast gotten of old, Which thou hast redeemed to be the tribe of thine inheritance; [And] mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt.
Sonje asanble Ou a, ke Ou te achte depi tan ansyen yo, sa yo ke Ou te rachte pou fè tribi eritaj pa Ou: Mòn Sion (sila) a, kote Ou te abite.
3 Lift up thy feet unto the perpetual ruins, All the evil that the enemy hath done in the sanctuary.
Vire pa Ou yo pou rive kote mazi ki kraze nèt yo, kote lènmi a fin fè tout mechanste li anndan sanktiyè a.
4 Thine adversaries have roared in the midst of thine assembly; They have set up their ensigns for signs.
Advèsè Ou yo te vin anraje nan mitan kote asanble Ou a. Yo fin monte pwòp drapo yo kon avètisman an.
5 They seemed as men that lifted up Axes upon a thicket of trees.
Yo aji kòn yon moun k ap leve rach li nan mitan yon forè bwa.
6 And now all the carved work thereof They break down with hatchet and hammers.
Epi koulye a, tout travay skilpti li yo, yo kraze ak rach avèk mato.
7 They have set thy sanctuary on fire; They have profaned the dwelling-place of thy name [by casting it] to the ground.
Yo fin brile sanktiyè Ou a jis rive atè. Yo te souye abitasyon ki fèt nan non Ou an.
8 They said in their heart, Let us make havoc of them altogether: They have burned up all the synagogues of God in the land.
Yo te pale nan kè yo: “Annou kraze yo nèt.” Yo te brile tout kote asanble Bondye nan tout peyi a.
9 We see not our signs: There is no more any prophet; Neither is there among us any that knoweth how long.
Nou paz ankò wè mèvèy yo. Nanpwen pwofèt ankò. Ni pa genyen pami nou ki konnen konbyen de tan sa va dire.
10 How long, O God, shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?
Konbyen de tan, O Bondye, advèsè a va moke nou ak mo brile? Èske se pou tout tan lènmi an va giyonnen non Ou konsa?
11 Why drawest thou back thy hand, even thy right hand? [Pluck it] out of thy bosom [and] consume [them].
Poukisa Ou retire men Ou? Sitou men dwat Ou? Fè l parèt sòti anndan lestonmak Ou pou detwi yo!
12 Yet God is my King of old, Working salvation in the midst of the earth.
Men Bondye se Wa mwen depi nan tan ansyen yo. Li te fè zèv delivrans nan mitan latè.
13 Thou didst divide the sea by thy strength: Thou brakest the heads of the sea-monsters in the waters.
Ou te divize lanmè a ak fòs kouraj Ou. Ou te kraze tèt gwo bèt lanmè yo.
14 Thou brakest the heads of leviathan in pieces; Thou gavest him to be food to the people inhabiting the wilderness.
Ou te kraze tèt Levyatan an. Ou te bay li kon manje pou bèt sovaj.
15 Thou didst cleave fountain and flood: Thou driedst up mighty rivers.
Ou te fè pete sous ki koule dlo fre. Ou te seche gwo rivyè pwisan yo.
16 The day is thine, the night also is thine: Thou hast prepared the light and the sun.
Jou yo se pou Ou, anplis, nwit yo se pou Ou. Ou te prepare limyè a avèk solèy la.
17 Thou hast set all the borders of the earth: Thou hast made summer and winter.
Ou te etabli tout lizyè latè yo. Ou te fè sezon ete ak sezon livè.
18 Remember this, that the enemy hath reproached, O Jehovah, And that a foolish people hath blasphemed thy name.
Sonje bagay sa a, O SENYÈ, ke lènmi yo te meprize Ou, e yon pèp ki plen ak foli te refize non Ou.
19 Oh deliver not the soul of thy turtle-dove unto the wild beast: Forget not the life of thy poor for ever.
Pa livre nanm a toutrèl Ou a bèt sovaj yo. Pa bliye lavi aflije Ou yo pou tout tan.
20 Have respect unto the covenant; For the dark places of the earth are full of the habitations of violence.
Konsidere akò Ou, paske kote fènwa yo nan tout latè a, plen ak abitasyon vyolans yo.
21 Oh let not the oppressed return ashamed: Let the poor and needy praise thy name.
Pa kite oprime yo retounen nan gwo wont. Kite aflije yo ak malere yo louwe Non Ou.
22 Arise, O God, plead thine own cause: Remember how the foolish man reproacheth thee all the day.
Leve, O Bondye! Plede koz Ou! Sonje jan lòm plen foli meprize Ou tout lajounen.
23 Forget not the voice of thine adversaries: The tumult of those that rise up against thee ascendeth continually.
Pa bliye vwa advèsè Ou yo. Gwo zen a (sila) ki leve kont Ou yo monte tout tan, san rete.
