Psalms 51
1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. When Nathan the prophet came to him after his adultery with Bathsheba. Have mercy on me, O God, according to Your loving devotion; according to Your great compassion, blot out my transgressions.
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se David ki te ekri sòm sa a lè pwofèt Natan te vin pale avè l' aprè adiltè li te fè avèk Batcheba. Gen pitye pou mwen, Bondye. Jan ou gen bon kè sa a! Tanpri, efase tou sa mwen fè ki mal, paske ou gen kè sansib.
2 Wash me clean of my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin.
Lave m', foubi m' pou wete fòt mwen fè a. Netwaye m' pou efase peche m' lan.
3 For I know my transgressions, and my sin is always before me.
Mwen rekonèt sa m' fè a pa bon. Se tout tan peche m' lan devan je m'.
4 Against You, You only, have I sinned and done what is evil in Your sight, so that You may be proved right when You speak and blameless when You judge.
Se kont ou menm menm mwen peche-pa kont lòt moun. Mwen fè bagay ou pa dakò pou moun fè. Se sak fè ou gen rezon lè ou kondannen yon moun. Moun pa ka fè ou okenn repwòch lè ou fin jije.
5 Surely I was brought forth in iniquity; I was sinful when my mother conceived me.
Wi, depi m' fèt, mwen fèt ak peche nan kè m'. Depi nan vant manman m', mwen gen peche nan kè m'.
6 Surely You desire truth in the inmost being; You teach me wisdom in the inmost place.
Men, ou vle pou yon moun sensè nan tou sa l'ap fè. Tanpri, fè m' konprann tout bagay non!
7 Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean; wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.
Wete peche m' lan avèk yon branch izòp, konsa m'a nan kondisyon pou m' fè sèvis pou ou. Lave m', m'a pi blan pase koton.
8 Let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones You have crushed rejoice.
Fè m' tande pawòl ki pou fè kè m' kontan an, pawòl ki pou fè m' chante a. Wi, ou te kraze tout zo nan kò m', men w'a fè kè m' kontan ankò.
9 Hide Your face from my sins and blot out all my iniquities.
Wete peche mwen yo devan je ou. Efase tout fòt mwen fè yo.
10 Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me.
O Bondye, pa kite okenn move lide nan kè m'. Mete bon lide nan tèt mwen, pou m' sa kenbe fèm.
11 Cast me not away from Your presence; take not Your Holy Spirit from me.
Pa voye m' jete. Pa wete lespri ou te ban mwen an.
12 Restore to me the joy of Your salvation, and sustain me with a willing spirit.
Sove m'. Fè kè m' kontan ankò. Ban m' bon lide ki pou fè m' toujou obeyisan.
13 Then I will teach transgressors Your ways, and sinners will return to You.
Lè sa a, m'a moutre moun k'ap fè peche yo tout kòmandman ou yo, pou yo sa tounen vin jwenn ou.
14 Deliver me from bloodguilt, O God, the God of my salvation, and my tongue will sing of Your righteousness.
Pa kite yo tire revanj sou mwen, Bondye, se ou k'ap sove lavi m'. N'a fè konnen jan ou gen bon kè.
15 O Lord, open my lips, and my mouth will declare Your praise.
Seyè mwen, mete pawòl nan bouch mwen pou m' ka fè lwanj ou.
16 For You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it; You take no pleasure in burnt offerings.
Si se bèt ou ta vle yo touye pou ofri ou, mwen ta ofri bèt ba ou. Men, ou pa pran plezi nan vyann bèt y'ap boule ofri ba ou yo.
17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart, O God, You will not despise.
Ofrann ki fè Bondye plezi, se lè yon moun soumèt tèt li devan li. Bondye, ou p'ap janm meprize moun ki soumèt tèt li devan ou, moun ki rekonèt tò li.
18 In Your good pleasure, cause Zion to prosper; build up the walls of Jerusalem.
O Bondye, fe anpil byen pou mòn Siyon, paske ou gen bon kè. Rebati miray lavil Jerizalèm yo.
19 Then You will delight in righteous sacrifices, in whole burnt offerings; then bulls will be offered on Your altar.
Se lè sa a w'a pran plezi nan ofrann bèt ou mande pou yo touye pou ou yo, nan vyann bèt ak lòt ofrann y'ap boule nèt pou ou yo. Se lè sa a y'a ofri jenn towo bèf sou lotèl ou a.
