Psalms 36
1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David, the servant of the LORD. An oracle is in my heart regarding the transgression of the wicked man: There is no fear of God before his eyes.
Pou direktè koral la; Yon Sòm David, sèvitè SENYÈ a Se Peche ki pale nan fon kè a lòm ki san Bondye. Nanpwen krent Bondye devan zye l.
2 For his eyes are too full of conceit to detect or hate his own sin.
Jan li kontan ak pwòp tèt li, li pa janm wè pwop peche pa l la.
3 The words of his mouth are wicked and deceitful; he has ceased to be wise and well-doing.
Pawòl a bouch li se mechanste avèk manti. Li fè yon chemen ki pa bon.
4 Even on his bed he plots wickedness; he sets himself on a path that is not good; he fails to reject evil.
Sou kabann li, li fè plan mechan; Li antre nan yon wout ki p ap sòti byen; Li pa rayi mal.
5 Your loving devotion, O LORD, reaches to the heavens, Your faithfulness to the clouds.
Lanmou dous Ou, O SENYÈ, rive jis nan syèl yo, fidelite Ou nan syèl la.
6 Your righteousness is like the highest mountains; Your judgments are like the deepest sea. O LORD, You preserve man and beast.
Ladwati Ou se tankou mòn Bondye yo, ejijman Ou yo tankou yon gran pwofondè. O SENYÈ, Ou prezève ni lòm, ni bèt.
7 How precious is Your loving devotion, O God, that the children of men take refuge in the shadow of Your wings!
Lanmou dous Ou chè, O Bondye! Pitit a lòm yo pran azil anba lonbraj zèl Ou.
8 They feast on the abundance of Your house, and You give them drink from Your river of delights.
Yo bwè jiskaske yo vin plen an abondans lakay Ou. Konsa, Ou bay yo bwè nan rivyè plezi Ou yo.
9 For with You is the fountain of life; in Your light we see light.
Paske avèk Ou, se fontèn dlo lavi a. Nan limyè pa Ou a, nou wè limyè.
10 Extend Your loving devotion to those who know You, and Your righteousness to the upright in heart.
O bay toujou lanmou dous Ou a pou (sila) ki konnen Ou yo, ak ladwati Ou pou (sila) ki dwat nan kè yo.
11 Let not the foot of the proud come against me, nor the hand of the wicked drive me away.
Pa kite pye ògèy vini sou mwen, ni pa kite men a mechan yo chase mwen ale.
12 There the evildoers lie fallen, thrown down and unable to rise.
Se la (sila) k ap fè inikite yo gen tan fin tonbe. Yo te peze desann ak fòs, e yo p ap kab leve ankò.
