Psalms 59
1 For the Leader; Al-tashheth. A Psalm of David; Michtam; when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him. Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God; set me on high 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 the workers of iniquity, and save me from the men of blood.
Delivre m' anba malveyan yo! Sove m' anba ansasen sa yo!
3 For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul; the impudent gather themselves together against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O LORD.
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 Without my fault, they run and prepare themselves; awake Thou to help me, and behold.
Malgre mwen inonsan, y'ap kouri, y'ap pare tann mwen! Leve non! vin bò kote mwen! Gade yo!
5 Thou therefore, O LORD God of hosts, the God of Israel, arouse Thyself to punish all the nations; show no mercy to any iniquitous traitors. (Selah)
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 return at evening, they howl like a dog, and go round about the city.
Chak swa, yo tounen. Yo mache nan tout lavil la, y'ap jape tankou chen.
7 Behold, they belch out with their mouth; swords are in their lips: 'For who doth hear?'
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 have all the nations in derision.
Men ou menm, Seyè, ou pase yo nan rizib! Ou pase tout nasyon yo nan jwèt.
9 Because of his strength, I will wait for Thee; for God is my high tower.
Se ou ki tout defans mwen, se sou ou mwen konte. Bondye, se bò kote ou mwen jwenn pwoteksyon.
10 The God of my mercy will come to meet me; God will let me gaze upon mine adversaries.
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 Slay them not, lest my people forget, make them wander to and fro by Thy power, and bring them down, O Lord our shield.
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 words of their lips, let them even be taken in their pride, and for cursing and lying which they speak.
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 Consume them in wrath, consume them, that they be no more; and let them know that God ruleth in Jacob, unto the ends of the earth. (Selah)
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 And they return at evening, they howl like a dog, and go round about the city;
Chak swa, yo tounen. Y'ap jape tankou chen, y'ap mache nan tout lavil la.
15 They wander up and down to devour, and tarry all night if they have not their fill.
Y'ap moute desann, y'ap chache manje. Y'ap plenn paske yo pa jwenn ase pou plen vant yo.
16 But as for me, I will sing of Thy strength; yea, I will sing aloud of Thy mercy in the morning; for Thou hast been my high tower, and a refuge in the day of my distress.
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 O my strength, unto Thee will I sing praises; for God is my high tower, the God of 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.
