Psalms 59
1 Unto the end, destroy not, for David for an inscription of It title, when Saul sent and watched his house to kill him. Deliver me from my enemies, O my God; and defend me from them that rise up against me.
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se pou yo chante l' sou menm lè ak chante ki di: Pa detwi. Se yon chante David te ekri lè Sayil te voye moun veye kay li pou touye l'. Delivre m' anba lènmi m' yo, Bondye mwen! Pwoteje m' pou moun k'ap leve dèyè m' yo pa jwenn mwen!
2 Deliver me from them that work iniquity, and save me from bloody men.
Delivre m' anba malveyan yo! Sove m' anba ansasen sa yo!
3 For behold they have caught my soul: the mighty have rushed in upon me:
Yo mete anbiskad pou yo touye m'. Yon bann ansasen ap fè konplo sou do mwen, san m' pa fè anyen ki mal, san m' pa fè okenn fòt, Seyè.
4 Neither is it my iniquity, nor my sin, O Lord: without iniquity have I run, and directed my steps.
Malgre mwen inonsan, y'ap kouri, y'ap pare tann mwen! Leve non! vin bò kote mwen! Gade yo!
5 Rise up thou to meet me, and behold: even thou, O Lord, the God of hosts, the God of Israel. Attend to visit all the nations: have no mercy on all them that work iniquity.
Ou menm, Seyè, Bondye, ou menm ki chèf lame zanj yo, ou menm ki Bondye pèp Izrayèl la, leve non! vin pini moun lòt nasyon yo! Se pou ou san pitye pou bann mechan sa yo k'ap trayi ou!
6 They shall return at evening, and shall suffer hunger like dogs: and shall go round about the city.
Chak swa, yo tounen. Yo mache nan tout lavil la, y'ap jape tankou chen.
7 Behold they shall speak with their mouth, and a sword is in their lips: for who, say they, hath heard us?
Tande sa y'ap di! Tande jan y'ap pale! Lang nan bouch yo, ou ta di se yon ponya! Y'ap di: Pa gen moun k'ap tande nou!
8 But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them: thou shalt bring all the nations to nothing.
Men ou menm, Seyè, ou pase yo nan rizib! Ou pase tout nasyon yo nan jwèt.
9 I will keep my strength to thee: for thou art my protector:
Se ou ki tout defans mwen, se sou ou mwen konte. Bondye, se bò kote ou mwen jwenn pwoteksyon.
10 My God, his mercy shall prevent me.
Bondye mwen, w'ap vin kanpe bò kote m', paske ou renmen m'. W'ap fè m' wè jan moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo ap fini mal.
11 God shall let me see over my enemies: slay them not, lest at any time my people forget. Scatter them by thy power; and bring them down, O Lord, my protector:
Pa touye yo pou moun pa m' yo ka chonje! Avèk pouvwa ou, fè yo pa konn sa y'ap fè, fè yo tonbe. Seyè, se ou menm ki tout pwoteksyon mwen.
12 For the sin of their mouth, and the word of their lips: and let them be taken in their pride. And for their cursing and lying they shall be talked of,
Chak pawòl ki soti nan bouch yo se yon peche. Se pwòp lògèy yo k'ap fini ak yo. Se madichon ak manti ase k'ap soti nan bouch yo.
13 When they are consumed: when they are consumed by thy wrath, and they shall be no more. And they shall know that God will rule Jacob, and all the ends of the earth.
Lè ou an kòlè, fini ak yo. Fini ak yo nèt, fè yo disparèt. Fè tout moun konnen se Bondye k'ap gouvènen nan peyi Jakòb la. Se li k'ap gouvènen toupatou sou latè.
14 They shall return at evening and shall suffer hunger like dogs: and shall go round about the city.
Chak swa, yo tounen. Y'ap jape tankou chen, y'ap mache nan tout lavil la.
15 They shall be scattered abroad to eat, and shall murmur if they be not filled.
Y'ap moute desann, y'ap chache manje. Y'ap plenn paske yo pa jwenn ase pou plen vant yo.
16 But I will sing thy strength: and will extol thy mercy in the morning. For thou art become my support, and my refuge, in the day of my trouble.
Men mwen menm, m'ap chante pou m' di jan ou gen pouvwa. Chak maten m'a fè lwanj ou pou m' di jan ou pa janm sispann renmen nou. Paske, se ou ki tout defans mwen, se bò kote ou mwen te jwenn pwoteksyon lè m' te anba tray.
17 Unto thee, O my helper, will I sing, for thou art God my defence: my God my mercy.
Wi, m'ap fè lwanj ou, ou menm ki tout defans mwen. Se bò kot Bondye mwen jwenn pwoteksyon, bò kot Bondye ki renmen m' lan.
