Psalms 69
1 To the chief music-maker; put to Shoshannim. Of David. Be my saviour, O God; because the waters have come in, even to my neck.
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se pou yo chante l' sou menm lè ak chante ki di: Bèl flè savann blan yo. Se yon sòm David. Delivre m' non, Bondye. Dlo prèt pou neye mwen.
2 My feet are deep in the soft earth, where there is no support; I have come into deep waters, the waves are flowing over me.
M'ap desann nan fon yon ma labou. Mwen pa ka pran pye. Mwen nan yon gwo basen byen fon. Dlo prèt pou kouvri tèt mwen.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
Mwen bouke rele, mwen pa kapab ankò. Gòj mwen ap fè mwen mal. Je m' yo ap boule m' sitèlman m'ap veye tann sekou Bondye mwen an.
4 Those who have hate for me without cause are greater in number than the hairs of my head; those who are against me, falsely desiring my destruction, are very strong; I gave back what I had not taken away.
Gen yon bann moun ki rayi m' san m' pa fè yo anyen. Yo pi plis pase cheve nan tèt mwen. Gen yon seri moun ki rete konsa yo fè m' lènmi, yo pi fò pase m', y'ap chache touye mwen. Yo fè m' renmèt sa m' pa pran.
5 O God, you see how foolish I am; and my wrongdoing is clear to you.
Bondye, mwen pa kapab kache peche m' yo devan ou. Ou konnen jan m' te aji tankou moun fou.
6 Let not those who have hope in you be put to shame because of me, O Lord God of armies: let not those who are waiting for you be made low because of me, O God of Israel.
Seyè, Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa a, pa kite m' tounen yon wont pou moun ki mete konfyans yo nan ou. Ou menm ki Bondye pèp Izrayèl la, pa kite m' fè moun k'ap sèvi ou yo wont.
7 I have been wounded with sharp words because of you; my face has been covered with shame.
Se poutèt ou y'ap joure m' konsa. Wi, se poutèt ou lawont fè m' kache figi m'.
8 I have become strange to my brothers, and like a man from a far country to my mother's children.
Mwen tounen yon etranje pou pwòp frè m' yo, yon moun deyò pou pwòp pitit manman m' yo.
9 I am on fire with passion for your house; and the hard things which are said about you have come on me.
Mwen sitèlman renmen kay ou a, sa fè m' santi se tankou yon dife k'ap boule tout anndan mwen. Tout joure y'ap joure ou yo, se tankou si se mwen menm menm yo t'ap joure.
10 My bitter weeping, and my going without food, were turned to my shame.
Mwen nan gwo lapenn, mwen rete san manje. Se poutèt sa wi y'ap joure m' konsa.
11 When I put on the clothing of grief, they said evil of me.
Si m' mete yon rad sak sou mwen pou m' mande ou padon, y'ap pase m' nan rizib.
12 I am a cause of wonder to those in authority; a song to those who are given to strong drink.
Yo chita bò pòtay lavil la, y'ap pale sou mwen, bwèsonyè yo ap fè chante sou mwen.
13 But as for me, let my prayer be made to you, O Lord, at a time when you are pleased; O God, give me an answer in your great mercy, for your salvation is certain.
Men mwen menm, se ou menm m'ap toujou lapriyè. Reponn mwen, Bondye, lè w'a wè l' nesesè, paske ou gen bon kè, paske w'ap toujou pote m' sekou.
14 Take me from the grip of the sticky earth, so that I may not go down into it; let me be lifted up from the deep waters.
Wete m' nan ma labou sa a. Pa kite m' desann pi fon ladan li. Delivre m' anba lènmi m' yo. Wete m' nan gwo basen byen fon an.
15 Let me not be covered by the flowing waters; let not the deep waters go over my head, and let me not be shut up in the underworld.
Pa kite dlo yo kouvri tèt mwen ankò. Pa kite m' neye nan gwo lantonwa a. Pa kite bouch twou a fèmen sou mwen.
16 Give an answer to my words, O Lord; for your mercy is good: be turned to me, because of your great pity.
Reponn mwen, Seyè, paske ou p'ap janm sispann renmen m'. Voye je ou gade mwen, paske ou gen kè sansib.
17 Let not your face be covered from your servant, for I am in trouble; quickly give me an answer.
Pa vire do ou bay sèvitè ou. Prese vin reponn mwen, paske mwen nan gwo traka.
18 Come near to my soul, for its salvation: be my saviour, because of those who are against me.
vin jwenn mwen, vin delivre mwen. Wete m' nan men lènmi mwen yo.
19 You have seen my shame, how I was laughed at and made low; my haters are all before you.
Ou konnen jan y'ap joure mwen, jan y'ap fè m' wont, jan y'ap trennen m' nan labou. Ou wè tout moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo.
20 My heart is broken by bitter words, I am full of grief; I made a search for some to have pity on me, but there was no one; I had no comforter.
Yo di m' gwomo jouk yo kraze kouraj mwen. Mwen santi se mouri m'ap mouri. Mwen te kwè ta gen moun ki ta gen pitye pou mwen, men pesonn pa vini. Mwen te kwè ta gen moun ki ta vin konsole m', pesonn pa parèt.
21 They gave me poison for my food; and bitter wine for my drink.
Yo mete pwazon nan manje mwen. Lè m' mande dlo pou m' bwè, se vinèg yo ban mwen.
22 Let their table before them be for their destruction; let their feasts become a net to take them.
Se pou resepsyon y'ap fè yo tounen yon pèlen pou yo. Lè yo konprann zafè yo pi bon, se lè sa a pou malè tonbe sou yo.
23 Let their eyes be blind so that they may not see; let their bodies for ever be shaking.
Se pou je yo bouche pou yo pa wè menm! Kase ren yo pou yo pa ka kanpe dwat ankò!
24 Let your curse come on them; let the heat of your wrath overtake them.
Mete ou an kòlè sou yo! Fè yo santi jan ou fache sou yo!
25 Give their houses to destruction, and let there be no one in their tents.
Se pou kay yo rete san moun. Se pou pa gen yon moun lakay yo ki rete vivan ankò.
26 Because they are cruel to him against whom your hand is turned; they make bitter the grief of him who is wounded by you.
Paske yo te pèsekite moun ou t'ap pini an. Y'ap pwonmennen rakonte soufrans moun ou blese a.
27 Let their punishment be increased; let them not come into your righteousness.
Kite yo mete sou sa yo fè deja. Se pou ou san pitye pou yo.
28 Let their names be taken from the book of the living, let them not be numbered with the upright.
Efase non yo nan liv ki gen non moun ki gen lavi a. Pa mete non yo ak non moun k'ap sèvi ou yo.
29 But I am poor and full of sorrow; let me be lifted up by your salvation, O Lord.
Mwen nan gwo lapenn, m'ap soufri. Bondye, pote m' sekou. Mete m' sou de pye m' ankò.
30 I will give praise to the name of God with a song; I will give glory to him for what he has done.
M'a chante pou Bondye, m'a fè lwanj li. M'a di l' mèsi, m'a fè konnen jan li gen pouvwa.
31 This will be more pleasing to the Lord than an ox, or a young ox of full growth.
Sa va fè Seyè a plezi pi plis pase si m' ta ofri l' yon bèf, pase si m' ta ba li yon jenn towo bèf ki fin fè kòn.
32 The poor will see it and be glad: you who are lovers of God, let your hearts have life.
Lè malere yo va wè sa, y'a kontan. Se va yon gwo ankourajman pou moun k'ap sèvi Bondye yo.
33 For the ears of the Lord are open to the poor, and he takes thought for his prisoners.
Seyè a koute lè pòv yo ap lapriyè nan pye l'. Li pa bliye moun pa l' yo lè yo nan prizon.
34 Let the heavens and the earth give praise to him, the seas, and everything moving in them.
Se pou syèl la ansanm ak latè a, lanmè a ansanm ak tout sa ki ladan li fè lwanj Bondye.
35 For God will be the saviour of Zion, and the builder of the towns of Judah; so that it may be their resting-place and heritage.
L'a delivre peyi Siyon. L'a rebati lavil peyi Jida yo. Pèp li va bati kay yo la ankò. Y'a pran tè a pou yo.
36 The seed of his servants will have their part in it, and there the lovers of his name will have rest.
Pitit pitit sèvitè l' yo va eritye peyi a. Se la moun ki renmen l' yo va viv.
