Psalms 45
1 Unto the end, for them that shall be changed, for the sons of Core, for understanding. A canticle for the Beloved. My heart hath uttered a good word I speak my works to the king; My tongue is the pen of a scrivener that writeth swiftly.
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se pou yo chante sou menm lè ak chante ki di: Bèl ti flè savann blan yo. Se yon chante pitit Kore yo. Se yon chan damou. Mwen gen anpil bèl pawòl nan bouch mwen. Mwen pral chante yon chante pou wa a, mwen tankou yon moun ki konn konpoze bèl chante.
2 Thou art beautiful above the sons of men: grace is poured abroad in thy lips; therefore hath God blessed thee for ever.
Pa gen pi bèl gason pase ou sou tout latè. Ou gen bèl pawòl dous nan bouch ou. Se poutèt sa, Bondye ap toujou beni ou.
3 Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O thou most mighty.
Ou menm vanyan gason, pase nepe ou nan ren ou, pou moun ka wè jan ou gen pouvwa, pou yo ka gen respè pou ou.
4 With thy comeliness and thy beauty set out, proceed prosperously, and reign. Because of truth and meekness and justice: and thy right hand shall conduct thee wonderfully.
Moute sou cha ou, al goumen, pou pran defans moun ki kenbe pawòl yo, moun ki gen bon kè, moun ki mache dwat devan ou. Kouraj ou ap fè ou genyen batay la.
5 Thy arrows are sharp: under thee shall people fall, into the hearts of the king’s enemies.
Flèch ou yo pwenti. Moun lòt nasyon yo ap tonbe nan pye ou. Lènmi wa a pèdi tout kouraj yo.
6 Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: the sceptre of thy kingdom is a sceptre of uprightness.
Gouvènman ou lan la pou tout tan tout tan. W'ap gouvènen san patipri tankou yon wa nan peyi ou la.
7 Thou hast loved justice, and hated iniquity: therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows.
Ou renmen tou sa ki byen, ou rayi tou sa ki mal. Se poutèt sa, Bondye ki Bondye ou l'a chwazi ou. Li fè kè ou kontan nèt ale: Li fè pou ou bagay li pa fè pou lòt zanmi ou yo.
8 Myrrh and stacte and cassia perfume thy garments, from the ivory houses: out of which
Tout rad ou santi bon ak odè flè jasmen, womaren ak sitwonèl. Nan palè ou ki kouvri ak livwa, y'ap fè mizik pou fè kè ou kontan.
9 The daughters of kings have delighted thee in thy glory. The queen stood on thy right hand, in gilded clothing; surrounded with variety.
Pami medam k'ap sèvi lakay ou yo anpil ladan yo se pitit fi wa yo ye. Sou bò dwat ou, larenn lan kanpe byen bèl. Li gen sou li bijou fèt an lò ki soti peyi Ofi.
10 Hearken, O daughter, and see, and incline thy ear: and forget thy people and thy father’s house.
Koute, mafi! Gade byen! Tande sa m'ap di ou: -Ou mèt bliye pèp kote ou soti a. Ou mèt bliye moun kay papa ou yo.
11 And the king shall greatly desire thy beauty; for he is the Lord thy God, and him they shall adore.
Wa a pa manke renmen ou, paske ou bèl. Se li ki mèt ou, se pou ou obeyi l'.
12 And the daughters of Tyre with gifts, yea, all the rich among the people, shall entreat thy countenance.
Moun peyi Tir ap pote anpil kado ba ou. Moun rich yo ap vin flate ou.
13 All the glory of the king’s daughter is within in golden borders,
Pitit fi wa a nan palè a. Ala bèl li bèl! Twal rad ki sou li a fèt ak fil lò.
14 Clothed round about with varieties. After her shall virgins be brought to the king: her neighbours shall be brought to thee.
Yo mennen l' bò kote wa a, avèk bèl rad bwode li sou li. Tout fidonè li yo ap mache dèyè l': yo prezante yo ba ou tou.
15 They shall be brought with gladness and rejoicing: they shall be brought into the temple of the king.
Y'ap vini, yo kontan, y'ap chante, y'ap antre nan palè wa a.
16 Instead of thy fathers, sons are born to thee: thou shalt make them princes over all the earth.
Monwa, pitit ou yo va chita kote zansèt ou yo te chita a. W'ap mete yo chèf sou tout latè.
17 They shall remember thy name throughout all generations. Therefore shall people praise thee for ever; yea, for ever and ever.
Mwen vle chante pou yo pa janm bliye ou, konsa moun lòt peyi yo va fè lwanj ou tout tan tout tan.
