Psalms 138

1 A Psalm of David. I will give Thee thanks with my whole heart, in the presence of the mighty will I sing praises unto Thee.

Se yon sòm David. Seyè, m'ap di ou mèsi ak tout kè m'. La, devan lòt bondye yo, m'ap chante, m'ap jwe gita pou ou!

2 I will bow down toward Thy holy temple, and give thanks unto Thy name for Thy mercy and for Thy truth; for Thou hast magnified Thy word above all Thy name.

M'ap mete ajenou devan kay ki apa pou ou a, m'ap fè lwanj ou, paske ou gen bon kè, paske ou toujou kenbe pawòl ou, paske ou fè sa ou te pwomèt la. Se tout moun k'ap nonmen non ou koulye a.

3 In the day that I called, Thou didst answer me; Thou didst encourage me in my soul with strength.

Lè m' te rele ou, ou te reponn mwen, ou te ban m' plis kouraj.

4 All the kings of the earth shall give Thee thanks, O LORD, for they have heard the words of Thy mouth.

Tout moun ki sou latè va fè lwanj ou, Seyè, lè y'a vin konnen pawòl ki soti nan bouch ou.

5 Yea, they shall sing of the ways of the LORD; for great is the glory of the LORD.

Y'a chante pou sa Seyè a te fè, y'a di: Ala gwo pouvwa Seyè a genyen!

6 For though the LORD be high, yet regardeth He the lowly, and the haughty He knoweth from afar.

Wi, Seyè a anwo nan syèl la. Men, li wè moun ki soumèt devan li. Li rete byen lwen, li rekonèt moun k'ap fè grandizè yo.

7 Though I walk in the midst of trouble, Thou quickenest me; Thou stretchest forth Thy hand against the wrath of mine enemies, and Thy right hand doth save me.

Menm lè mwen nan gwo tèt chaje, ou pa kite m' mouri. Ou leve men ou pou rete lènmi m' yo ki ankòlè. Ou sove m' avèk fòs ponyèt ou.

8 The LORD will accomplish that which concerneth me; Thy mercy, O LORD, endureth for ever; forsake not the work of Thine own hands.

W'a fin fè sa ou te konmanse fè pou mwen an. Seyè, ou p'ap janm sispann renmen nou. Pa vire do ou kite travay ou konmanse fè a!