Psalms 42
1 For the choirmaster. A Maskil of the sons of Korah. As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul longs after You, O God.
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se yonn nan chante pitit Kore yo. Menm jan yon bèt anvi bwè dlo larivyè, se konsa mwen anvi wè ou, Bondye.
2 My soul thirsts for God, the living God. When shall I come and appear in God’s presence?
Se pa ti anvi mwen pa anvi wè Bondye, Bondye ki vivan an. Kilè m' ava ale pou m' adore Bondye lakay li?
3 My tears have been my food both day and night, while men ask me all day long, “Where is your God?”
Lajounen kou lannwit m'ap kriye. Se dlo ki soti nan je m' ki sèvi m' manje. Se tout tan moun ap mande m': -Kote Bondye ou la?
4 These things come to mind as I pour out my soul: how I walked with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God with shouts of joy and praise.
Kè m' ap fann lè m' chonje bagay tan lontan: mwen te konn mache ansanm ak yon foul moun, ki te konn ale lakay Bondye. Moun yo te konn fè fèt, yo te konn chante, yo t'ap di Bondye mèsi.
5 Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him for the salvation of His presence.
Mwen pale ak tèt mwen, mwen di: -Poukisa m' kagou konsa? Poukisa m'ap plede plenn konsa nan kè m'? M'ap met espwa m' nan Bondye, paske mwen gen pou m' fè lwanj li ankò. Se li k'ap delivre m', se li ki Bondye mwen.
6 O my God, my soul despairs within me. Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan and the peaks of Hermon— even from Mount Mizar.
Wi, mwen kagou. Se poutèt sa, kote m' ye a, bò larivyè Jouden an, sou mòn Emon osinon sou mòn Miza, tout tan lide m' sou ou.
7 Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls; all Your breakers and waves have rolled over me.
Yon lanm lanmè rale yon lòt lanm lanmè dèyè l' lè gwo lapli ap tonbe. Tout kouran dlo ak tout lanm lanmè yo ap pase sou mwen.
8 The LORD decrees His loving devotion by day, and at night His song is with me as a prayer to the God of my life.
Lajounen Seyè a fè m' anpil favè. Lannwit mwen chante yon chante pou li. Mwen lapriyè Bondye ki tout lavi mwen.
9 I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why must I walk in sorrow because of the enemy’s oppression?”
Mwen di Bondye ki twou wòch kote pou m' kache a: -Poukisa ou bliye m' konsa? Poukisa pou m'ap viv ak tout lapenn sa a nan kè m', lè lènmi m' yo ap kraze m' anba pye yo?
10 Like the crushing of my bones, my enemies taunt me, while they say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
Mwen santi tout zo nan kò m' ap fè m' mal. lè moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo ap joure m', lè tout tan y'ap mande m': -Kote Bondye ou la?
11 Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why the unease within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my Savior and my God.
Wi, poukisa mwen kagou konsa? Poukisa m'ap plenn konsa nan kè mwen? M'ap mete espwa m' nan Bondye, paske mwen gen pou m' fè lwanj li ankò. Se li k'ap delivre m', se li ki Bondye mwen.
