Psalms 8

1 To the chief Musician. Upon the Gittith. A Psalm of David. Jehovah our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth! who hast set thy majesty above the heavens.

Pou chèf sanba yo. Se sou lè chante yo chante lè y'ap kraze rezen. Se yon sòm David. Seyè, Mèt nou, se toupatou sou latè yo rekonèt jan ou gen pouvwa! Pouvwa ou moute pi wo pase syèl la!

2 Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hast thou established praise because of thine adversaries, to still the enemy and the avenger.

Ou fè timoun piti ak tibebe nan tete chante jan ou gen fòs, pou ou koresponn ak moun ki pa vle wè ou yo, pou ou fèmen bouch lènmi ou yo ak moun k'ap kenbe tèt avè ou yo.

3 When I see thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and stars, which thou hast established;

Lè m'ap gade syèl ou fè ak men ou lan, lalin ak zetwal ou mete ladan li,

4 What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?

m'ap mande: -Kisa lèzòm ye pou ou chonje yo konsa? Kisa yo ye menm pou ou pran ka yo konsa?

5 Thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and splendour.

Ou fè yo yon ti kras pi piti pase ou, Bondye. Tankou yon kouwòn sou tèt yo, ou ba yo pouvwa ak respè.

6 Thou hast made him to rule over the works of thy hands; thou hast put everything under his feet:

Ou mete yo pou yo donminen sou tou sa ou fè, ou mete tout bagay anba pye yo:

7 Sheep and oxen, all of them, and also the beasts of the field;

Bèf kou kabrit, ansanm ak tout bèt nan bwa yo,

8 The fowl of the heavens, and the fishes of the sea, [whatever] passeth through the paths of the seas.

zwazo nan syèl, pwason nan dlo, ansanm ak tout lòt bèt k'ap viv nan lanmè.

9 Jehovah our Lord, how excellent is thy name in all the earth!

Seyè, Mèt nou, se toupatou sou latè yo rekonèt jan ou gen pouvwa!