Psalms 16
1 The inscription of a title to David himself. Preserve me, O Lord, for I have put trust in thee.
Sè yon kantik David. Pwoteje m', Bondye, paske se bò kote ou m'ap chache pwoteksyon.
2 I have said to the Lord, thou art my God, for thou hast no need of my goods.
Mwen di Seyè a: -Se ou ki sèl Mèt mwen. Se ou menm ki tout mwen. Pa gen pase ou!
3 To the saints, who are in his land, he hath made wonderful all my desires in them.
Tout plezi m' se pou m' toujou la avè moun k'ap sèvi Seyè a nan peyi a.
4 Their infirmities were multiplied: afterwards they made haste. I will not gather together their meetings for blood offerings: nor will I be mindful of their names by my lips.
Moun k'ap kouri dèyè tout lòt bondye yo, se traka y'ap chache bay tèt yo. Mwen p'ap mele nan ofrann bèt y'ap fè. Mwen p'ap janm nonmen non bondye sa yo.
5 The Lord is the portion of my inheritance and of my cup: it is thou that wilt restore my inheritance to me.
Seyè, se ou menm ki tout byen mwen. Se ou ki ban m' tou sa m' merite. Lavi m' nan men ou.
6 The lines are fallen unto me in goodly places: for my inheritance is goodly to me.
Ala yon bèl eritaj ki vin pou mwen! Ala kontan mwen kontan pou pòsyon pa m' lan!
7 I will bless the Lord, who hath given me understanding: moreover my reins also have corrected me even till night.
M'ap fè lwanj Seyè a paske li ban m' bon konsèy. Menm lannwit, konsyans mwen di m' sa pou m' fè.
8 I set the Lord always in my sight: for he is at my right hand, that I be not moved.
Mwen toujou mete Seyè a devan je m'. Paske li toujou bò kote m'. Anyen pa ka brannen m'.
9 Therefore my heart hath been glad, and my tongue hath rejoiced: moreover my flesh also shall rest in hope.
Se poutèt sa, kè m' kontan anpil. Mwen santi se tout tan mwen ta chante. Ata kò mwen m'ap poze ak konfyans nan Bondye.
10 Because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; nor wilt then give thy holy one to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
Paske ou p'ap kite m' kote mò yo ye a, ou p'ap penmèt moun k'ap sèvi ou la pouri anba tè. (Sheol h7585)
11 Thou hast made known to me the ways of life, thou shalt fill me with joy with thy countenance: at thy right hand are delights even to the end.
W'a fè m' konnen chemen ki bay lavi a. Paske ou la avè m', mwen pa manke kontan. Bò kote ou, Seyè, se yon plèzi ki p'ap janm fini.
