Psalms 144
1 A Psalm of David. Blessed be the LORD my Rock, who traineth my hands for war, and my fingers for battle;
Se yon sòm David. Lwanj pou Bondye! Se li ki pwoteksyon mwen, se li ki moutre m' jan pou m' goumen, se li ki pare m' pou m' al nan batay.
2 My lovingkindness, and my fortress, my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and He in whom I take refuge; who subdueth my people under me.
Se sou li mwen konte, se li ki tout defans mwen. Se li ki sèvi m' ranpa, se li ki tout delivrans mwen, Se li ki pwoteksyon mwen, se anba zèl li mwen kache. Se li ki fè pèp li soumèt devan mwen.
3 LORD, what is man, that Thou takest knowledge of him? or the son of man, that Thou makest account of him?
Seyè, kisa moun ye pou w'ap fè tèt ou travay pou yo konsa? Kisa yo ye menm pou ou pran ka yo?
4 Man is like unto a breath; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
Moun tankou lafimen. Lavi yo tankou nwaj k'ap pase.
5 O LORD, bow Thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
Seyè, bese syèl la, desann. Manyen mòn yo, fè yo fè lafimen.
6 Cast forth lightning, and scatter them; send out Thine arrows, and discomfit them.
Voye flèch ou yo. Fè lènmi m' yo gaye. Fè yo kouri ak kout zèklè.
7 Stretch forth Thy hands from on high; rescue me, and deliver me out of many waters, out of the hand of strangers;
Rete nan syèl la, lonje men ou pran m'. Rale m' soti nan mitan gwo dlo yo. Delivre m' anba men moun lòt nasyon yo.
8 Whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.
Bonjou yo pa laverite. Menm lè y'ap sèmante, se manti y'ap fè.
9 O God, I will sing a new song unto Thee, upon a psaltery of ten strings will I sing praises unto Thee;
M'ap chante yon kantik tou nèf pou ou, Bondye. M'ap chante, m'ap jwe gita pou ou.
10 Who givest salvation unto kings, who rescuest David Thy servant from the hurtful sword.
Se ou menm ki fè wa yo genyen nan lagè. Se ou ki delivre David, sèvitè ou la.
11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hand of strangers, whose mouth speaketh falsehood, and their right hand is a right hand of lying.
Delivre m' anba bann mechan sa yo ki soti pou touye m', delivre m' anba men moun lòt nasyon yo. Bonjou yo pa laverite. Menm lè y'ap sèmante, se manti y'ap fè.
12 We whose sons are as plants grown up in their youth; whose daughters are as corner-pillars carved after the fashion of a palace;
Se pou pitit gason nou yo tankou jenn plant k'ap pouse. Se pou pitit fi nou yo tankou bèl poto byen travay ki nan tout kwen tanp lan.
13 Whose garners are full, affording all manner of store; whose sheep increase by thousands and ten thousands in our fields;
Se pou galata nou yo plen manje tout kalite, se pou mouton ki nan savann nou yo fè anpil anpil pitit.
14 Whose oxen are well laden; with no breach, and no going forth, and no outcry in our broad places;
Se pou bèf nou yo toujou bay rapò, san yo pa fè avòtman, ni pèt. Se pou lènmi pa anvayi peyi a. Pa kite yo depòte nou. Se pou pa gen okenn rèl nan lari nou yo.
15 Happy is the people that is in such a case. Yea, happy is the people whose God is the LORD.
Ala bon sa bon lè sa mache konsa pou pèp la! Ala bon sa bon pou yon pèp ki gen Seyè a pou Bondye li!
