Psalms 16
1 The inscription of a title to David himself. Preserve me, O Lord, for I have put trust in thee.
Yon Sòm David Pwoteje m O Bondye, paske mwen kache nan Ou.
2 I have said to the Lord, thou art my God, for thou hast no need of my goods.
Mwen te di a SENYÈ, Ou se Senyè mwen. Mwen pa gen anyen ki bon sof ke Ou menm.
3 To the saints, who are in his land, he hath made wonderful all my desires in them.
Selon sen sou latè yo, se moun manyifik yo ye; sou yo menm mwen pran tout plezi m yo.
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.
Doulè a (sila) ki te fè donn a yon lòt dye va vin ogmante; Mwen p ap vin vide ofrann bwason san pa yo, ni non yo p ap sòti sou lèv mwen.
5 The Lord is the portion of my inheritance and of my cup: it is thou that wilt restore my inheritance to me.
SENYÈ a se pòsyon eritaj mwen ak tas mwen; Se Ou menm ki bay soutyen a pati pa m nan.
6 The lines are fallen unto me in goodly places: for my inheritance is goodly to me.
Lizyè yo vin tonbe nan kote ki tèlman bèl pou mwen. Anverite, eritaj mwen bèl pou mwen.
7 I will bless the Lord, who hath given me understanding: moreover my reins also have corrected me even till night.
Mwen va beni SENYÈ a ki te ban m konsèy la. Anverite, panse mwen toujou vin enstwi mwen pandan lannwit.
8 I set the Lord always in my sight: for he is at my right hand, that I be not moved.
Mwen te mete SENYÈ a devan zye m tout tan. Akoz Li se men dwat mwen, mwen p ap ebranle menm.
9 Therefore my heart hath been glad, and my tongue hath rejoiced: moreover my flesh also shall rest in hope.
Pou sa, kè m kontan e glwa mwen fè rejwisans. Anplis, chè m va toujou pwoteje.
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 abandone nanm mwen nan sejou mò yo; ni Ou p ap pèmèt (Sila) Ki Sen Ou an vin tonbe an pouriti. (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.
Ou va fè m rekonèt chemen lavi a. Nan prezans Ou, se lajwa ki an abondans nèt. Nan men dwat Ou, se plezi ki dire jis pou tout tan.
