Psalms 40
1 To the chief Musician. Of David. A Psalm. I waited patiently for Jehovah; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
Pou direktè koral la; Yon Sòm David Mwen te tann avèk pasyans SENYÈ a. Li te enkline vè mwen e te tande kri mwen.
2 And he brought me up out of the pit of destruction, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock; he hath established my goings:
Li te mennen mwen sòti nan fòs k ap detwi a, sòti deyò gwo ma ajil la. Li te mete pye m sou wòch la e te fè m kanpe byen fèm.
3 And he hath put a new song in my mouth, praise unto our God. Many shall see it, and fear, and shall confide in Jehovah.
Li te mete yon chanson nèf nan bouch mwen, yon chan lwanj Bondye nou an. Anpil moun va wè, vin gen lakrent e va mete konfyans nan Bondye.
4 Blessed is the man that hath made Jehovah his confidence, and turneth not to the proud, and to such as turn aside to lies.
A la beni se nonm ki mete konfyans li nan SENYÈ a, e ki pa t vire vè moun ògèy yo, ni a (sila) ki vin vire nan sa ki fo yo.
5 Thou, O Jehovah my God, hast multiplied thy marvellous works, and thy thoughts toward us: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee; would I declare and speak [them], they are more than can be numbered.
Anpil, O SENYÈ Bondye mwen an, se mèvèy ke Ou te fè yo, ak panse Ou yo anvè nou. Nanpwen ki kab konpare avèk Ou. Si m ta deklare yo e pale sou yo tout, yo ta vin twòp pou m ta kab konte.
6 Sacrifice and oblation thou didst not desire: ears hast thou prepared me. Burnt-offering and sin-offering hast thou not demanded;
Sakrifis avèk ofrann sereyal, Ou pa t dezire yo. Ou te ouvri zòrèy mwen. Ofrann brile avèk ofrann peche yo, Ou pa t mande yo.
7 Then said I, Behold, I come, in the volume of the book it is written of me —
Konsa mwen te di: “Gade byen, mwen vini. Nan woulo liv la, li ekri de mwen menm.
8 To do thy good pleasure, my God, is my delight, and thy law is within my heart.
Mwen pran plezi nan fè volonte pa Ou, O SENYÈ. Lalwa Ou nan kè m.”
9 I have published righteousness in the great congregation: behold, I have not withheld my lips, Jehovah, thou knowest.
Mwen te pwoklame bòn nouvèl ladwati yo nan gran asanble a; Gade byen, mwen p ap anpeche lèv mwen; O SENYÈ, Ou konnen.
10 I have not hidden thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation: I have not concealed thy loving-kindness and thy truth from the great congregation.
Mwen pa t kache ladwati Ou anndan kè m. Mwen te pale selon fidelite Ou, avèk sali Ou. Mwen pa t kache lanmou dous Ou avèk verite Ou devan gran asanble a.
11 Withhold not thou, Jehovah, thy tender mercies from me; let thy loving-kindness and thy truth continually preserve me.
Ou menm O SENYÈ, p ap refize mwen. Lanmou dous Ou avèk verite Ou va prezève mwen tout tan.
12 For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I cannot see; they are more than the hairs of my head: and my heart hath failed me.
Paske malè ki depase kontwòl yo te antoure mwen. Inikite mwen yo te fin pran m nèt jiskaske mwen pa t kab wè. Yo plis pase cheve sou tèt mwen. Kè m fin fè fayit.
13 Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me; Jehovah, make haste to my help.
Fè l plezi Ou, O SENYÈ, pou delivre mwen. Fè vit, O SENYÈ, pou ede mwen.
14 Let them be ashamed and brought to confusion together that seek after my soul to destroy it; let them be turned backward and confounded that take pleasure in mine adversity;
Kite (sila) yo vin wont e imilye ansanm, (sila) ki chache lavi mwen pou detwi li. Kite (sila) yo vire fè bak e dezonore, (sila) ki pran plezi nan fè m mal yo.
15 Let them be desolate, because of their shame, that say unto me, Aha! Aha!
Kite (sila) yo etone nèt akoz wont yo, (sila) ki di mwen: “Wayan, wayan!”
16 Let all those that seek thee be glad and rejoice in thee; let such as love thy salvation say continually, Jehovah be magnified!
Kite tout (sila) ki wè Ou yo rejwi e fè kè kontan nan Ou. Kite tout (sila) ki renmen sali Ou yo pale tout tan: “Ke SENYÈ a kapab leve wo!”
17 But I am afflicted and needy: the Lord thinketh upon me. Thou art my help and my deliverer: my God, make no delay.
Akoz mwen aflije e nan gwo bezwen, kite SENYÈ a toujou sonje mwen. Se Ou menm ki soutyen mwen ak delivrans mwen. Pa fè reta, O Bondye mwen an.
