Psalms 57
1 For the end. Destroy not: by David, for a memorial, when he fled from the presence of Saul to the cave. Have mercy, upon me, O God, have mercy upon me: for my soul has trusted in you: and in the shadow of your wings will I hope, until the iniquity have passed away.
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se pou yo chante sou lè chante ki di: Pa detwi. Se yon chante David te ekri lè li te al kache nan gwòt la pou Sayil ki t'ap kouri dèyè l'. Gen pitye pou mwen, Bondye! -Gen pitye pou mwen! Paske, se bò kote ou m'ap chache pwoteksyon. Se anba zèl ou m'ap kache jouk lè danje a fin pase.
2 I will cry to God most high; the God who has benefitted me. (Pause)
M'ap kriye nan pye Bondye ki anwo nan syèl la, nan pye Bondye ki fè anpil byen pou mwen an.
3 He sent from heaven and saved me; he gave to reproach them that trampled on me: God has sent forth his mercy and his truth;
L'ap rete nan syèl la, l'ap delivre m' anba men moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo. Bondye va fè m' wè jan li renmen mwen, jan li toujou kenbe pawòl li.
4 and he has delivered my soul from the midst of [lions']whelps: I lay down to sleep, [though] troubled. [As for] the sons of men, their teeth are arms and [missile] weapons, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Mwen kouche nan mitan yon bann lyon ki prèt pou devore mwen. Dan yo pwenti tankou flèch, tankou frenn, lang yo tankou yon ponya byen file.
5 Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens; and your glory above all the earth.
Bondye, fè wè nan syèl la jan ou gen pouvwa non! Fè wè pouvwa ou sou tout latè!
6 They have prepared snares for my feet, and have bowed down my soul: they have dug a pit before my face, and fallen into it [themselves]. (Pause)
Lènmi m' yo tann yon pèlen sou wout kote pou m' pase a. Kè m' sere anpil. Yo fouye yon twou sou wout mwen. Men, se yo menm ki tonbe ladan li.
7 My heart, O God, [is] ready, my heart [is] ready: I will sing, yes will sing psalms.
Bondye, mwen pare, wi, mwen pare. Mwen pral chante, mwen pral fè lwanj ou.
8 Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will awake early.
M'ap souke kò mwen, m'ap leve. M'ap pran gita mwen, m'ap pran bandjo mwen. Mwen pral fè solèy leve!
9 O Lord, I will give thanks to you amongst the nations: I will sing to you amongst the Gentiles.
Seyè, m'a fè lwanj ou nan mitan pèp yo! M'a chante pou ou nan mitan tout nasyon yo!
10 For your mercy has been magnified even to the heavens, and your truth to the clouds.
Ou renmen nou anpil anpil, ou toujou kenbe pawòl ou.
11 Be you exalted, O God, above the heavens; and your glory above all the earth.
Bondye, fè wè nan syèl la jan ou gen pouvwa non! Fè wè pouvwa ou sou tout latè!
