Psalms 39
1 To the excellent musician Ieduthun. I thought, I will take heede to my wayes, that I sinne not with my tongue: I will keepe my mouth brideled, while the wicked is in my sight.
Pou chèf sanba yo. Pou Jedoutoun. Se yon sòm David. Mwen te pwomèt mwen t'ap veye sou pawòl mwen, pou m' pa peche ak lang mwen. M'ap mete yon fren nan bouch mwen toutotan mechan yo va kanpe la devan mwen.
2 I was dumme and spake nothing: I kept silece euen from good, and my sorow was more stirred.
Mwen fèmen bouch mwen, mwen pa di yon mo, mwen pa pale menm. Sa pa sèvi m' anyen. Mwen soufri pi rèd.
3 Mine heart was hote within me, and while I was musing, the fire kindeled, and I spake with my tongue, saying,
Kè m' te sere anpil. Plis mwen kalkile sou sa, se plis sa fatige m'. Mwen pa t' kapab ankò. Mwen mande:
4 Lord, let me know mine ende, and the measure of my dayes, what it is: let mee knowe howe long I haue to liue.
Seyè, fè m' konnen kilè m'ap mouri. Di m' konbe jou ki rete m' pou m' viv ankò, pou m' ka konnen se pase m'ap pase sou tè a.
5 Beholde, thou hast made my dayes as an hand breadth, and mine age as nothing in respect of thee: surely euery man in his best state is altogether vanitie. (Selah)
Gade, mwen konte jou ki rete m' pou m' viv yo sou dwèt mwen. Lavi m' tankou anyen devan ou. Wi, tout moun ki vivan, se tankou lafimen yo ye.
6 Doubtlesse man walketh in a shadowe, and disquieteth himselfe in vaine: he heapeth vp riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them.
Lèzòm ap pwonmennen sou tè a tankou lonbray. Se pou gremesi y'ap bat kò yo. Y'ap anpile richès sou richès, yo pa konnen ki moun k'ap vin jwi yo.
7 And now Lord, what wait I for? mine hope is euen in thee.
Koulye a, Seyè, sa m'ap tann ankò? Tout espwa m' se sou ou!
8 Deliuer me from all my transgressions, and make me not a rebuke vnto the foolish.
Delivre m' anba tout peche m' yo. Pa kite egare yo pase m' nan betiz.
9 I should haue bene dumme, and not haue opened my mouth, because thou didest it.
M'ap fèmen bouch mwen, mwen p'ap di yon mo. Paske tou sa se travay ou.
10 Take thy plague away from mee: for I am consumed by the stroke of thine hand.
Tanpri, pa bat mwen ankò, sispann kale m'. Mwen prèt pou m' mouri anba kout fwèt ou yo.
11 When thou with rebukes doest chastise man for iniquitie, thou as a mothe makest his beautie to consume: surely euery man is vanitie. (Selah)
Lè w'ap korije moun ou pini yo pou fòt yo fè, ou detwi tou sa yo pi renmen tankou mit k'ap manje rad. Se vre wi, moun se tankou lafimen yo ye.
12 Heare my prayer, O Lord, and hearken vnto my cry: keepe not silence at my teares, for I am a strager with thee, and a soiourner as all my fathers.
Tanpri, Seyè, koute m' lè m'ap lapriyè. Tande jan m'ap rele, pa fèmen kè ou lè m'ap kriye nan pye ou. Mwen tankou tout zansèt mwen yo, se etranje mwen ye, se pase m'ap pase lakay ou.
13 Stay thine anger from me, that I may recouer my strength, before I go hence and be not.
Tanpri, wete je ou sou mwen, pou m' ka pran yon ti souf, anvan m' ale, anvan m' mouri.
