< Psalms 17 >

1 A Prayer of David. Hear the right, O LORD, attend unto my cry; give ear unto my prayer from lips without deceit.
Yon Priyè a David Koute yon koz ki jis, O SENYÈ e okipe kri mwen. Prete zòrèy a lapriyè mwen, ki pa sòti nan lèv k ap twonpe moun.
2 Let my judgment come forth from Thy presence; let Thine eyes behold equity.
Kite pawòl mwen parèt akoz prezans Ou; Kite zye Ou gade avèk jistis.
3 Thou hast tried my heart, Thou hast visited it in the night; Thou hast tested me, and Thou findest not that I had a thought which should not pass my mouth.
Ou te teste kè m. Ou te vizite mwen pandan lannwit. Ou te sonde mwen e Ou pa t jwenn anyen. Mwen te fè desizyon eksprè pou bouch mwen pa fè tò.
4 As for the doings of men, by the word of Thy lips I have kept me from the ways of the violent.
Alò, pou zèv a lòm yo, selon pawòl a lèv Ou yo, Mwen te evite chemen a vyolan yo.
5 My steps have held fast to Thy paths, my feet have not slipped.
Pye mwen yo te kenbe fèm nan chemen pa W la. Pye mwen pat janm glise.
6 As for me, I call upon Thee, for Thou wilt answer me, O God; incline Thine ear unto me, hear my speech.
Mwen te rele Ou, paske Ou va reponn mwen, O Bondye. Enkline zòrèy W bò kote m. Tande pawòl mwen yo.
7 Make passing great Thy mercies, O Thou that savest by Thy right hand from assailants them that take refuge in Thee.
Kon mèvèy Ou yo, montre m lanmou dous Ou a, O Sovè a (sila) ki kache nan men dwat Ou yo, kont (sila) ki leve kont yo.
8 Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me in the shadow of Thy wings,
Kenbe m tankou de zye nan tèt Ou. Kache mwen anba lonbraj a zèl Ou,
9 From the wicked that oppress, my deadly enemies, that compass me about.
kont mechan ki depouye m yo, lènmi mòtèl mwen yo ki antoure m.
10 Their gross heart they have shut tight, with their mouth they speak proudly.
Yo fin fèmen kè rèd yo. Avèk bouch yo, yo pale awogans.
11 At our every step they have now encompassed us; they set their eyes to cast us down to the earth.
Koulye a, yo fin antoure nou pandan n ap mache. Yo fikse zye yo sou nou pou jete nou atè.
12 He is like a lion that is eager to tear in pieces, and like a young lion lurking in secret places.
Se tankou yon lyon ki anvi devore, tankou yon jenn lyon k ap kache nan fènwa.
13 Arise, O LORD, confront him, cast him down; deliver my soul from the wicked, by Thy sword;
Leve, O SENYÈ, konfwonte li e bese li; Delivre nanm mwen de mechan yo avèk nepe Ou,
14 From men, by Thy hand, O LORD, from men of the world, whose portion is in this life, and whose belly Thou fillest with Thy treasure; who have children in plenty, and leave their abundance to their babes.
Depi nan men mesye yo avèk men Ou, O SENYÈ, depi nan men lòm de mond sa yo, k ap resevwa pòsyon pa yo nan vi sa a. Men Ou menm plen vant a (sila) Ou renmen yo. Fis ou yo gen kont, e yo mete an rezèv pou pitit pa yo.
15 As for me, I shall behold Thy face in righteousness; I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with Thy likeness.
Pou mwen menm, mwen va wè figi Ou nan ladwati a; mwen va satisfè avèk vizaj Ou lè m ouvri zye m.

< Psalms 17 >