Psalms 90
1 A prayer of Moses the man of God. Lord, You have been our dwelling place through all generations.
Yon priyè Moïse; Moun Bondye a. Senyè, se te kote Ou, lakay nou te ye pandan tout jenerasyon yo.
2 Before the mountains were born or You brought forth the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting You are God.
Avan mòn yo te vin parèt, oswa Ou te bay nesans a mond lan avèk tè a, menm pou tout tan e pou tout tan, Ou se Bondye.
3 You return man to dust, saying, “Return, O sons of mortals.”
Ou fè lòm retounen nan pousyè a, epi di: “Retounen, O pitit a lòm yo.”
4 For in Your sight a thousand years are but a day that passes, or a watch of the night.
Paske mil ane devan zye Ou se tankou ayè lè l fenk pase, oswa tankou yon veye lannwit lan.
5 You whisk them away in their sleep; they are like the new grass of the morning—
Ou bale yo ale pandan y ap dòmi.
6 in the morning it springs up new, but by evening it fades and withers.
Nan maten, yo vin tankou yon chan zèb nèf ki fènk leve. Vè aswè, chan an febli e fennen nèt ale.
7 For we are consumed by Your anger and terrified by Your wrath.
Paske nou fin manje nèt akoz kòlè Ou. E akoz kòlè Ou, nou boulvèse nèt.
8 You have set our iniquities before You, our secret sins in the light of Your presence.
Ou te mete inikite nou yo devan Ou. Peche ki kache yo vin parèt nan limyè prezans Ou.
9 For all our days decline in Your fury; we finish our years with a sigh.
Paske tout jou nou yo pase nan gran kòlè Ou. Ane nou yo ap fini kon souf.
10 The length of our days is seventy years— or eighty if we are strong— yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, for they quickly pass, and we fly away.
Pou jou lavi nou yo, yo gen swasann-dizan, oswa akoz gwo fòs, katre-ventan. Men ògèy a jou sa yo se sèlman kòve ak tristès. Paske byen vit li prale, e nou vole ale.
11 Who knows the power of Your anger? Your wrath matches the fear You are due.
Se kilès ki konprann fòs a kòlè Ou a? Avèk gwo kòlè Ou, selon krent ke Ou merite a?
12 So teach us to number our days, that we may present a heart of wisdom.
Pou sa, montre nou jan pou konte jou nou yo, pou nou kab ofri Ou yon kè ki plen sajès.
13 Return, O LORD! How long will it be? Have compassion on Your servants.
Lache, O SENYÈ! Konbyen tan sa va ye? Pran sa akè pou kòz sèvitè ou yo!
14 Satisfy us in the morning with Your loving devotion, that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.
O fè nou satisfè nan maten avèk lanmou dous Ou a, pou nou kab chante ak jwa e fè kè kontan pandan tout jou nou yo.
15 Make us glad for as many days as You have afflicted us, for as many years as we have seen evil.
Fè nou rejwi pou menm kantite jou ke Ou te aflije nou yo, tout ane ke nou te wè mal yo.
16 May Your work be shown to Your servants, and Your splendor to their children.
Kite zèv Ou yo vin parèt a sèvitè Ou yo, akmajeste Ou a pitit yo.
17 May the favor of the Lord our God rest upon us; establish for us the work of our hands— yes, establish the work of our hands!
Kite favè SENYÈ a, Bondye nou an, vini sou nou, epi konfime pou nou menm, zèv men nou yo. Wi, konfime zèv men nou yo.
