Psalms 84
1 For the Leader; upon the Gittith. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. How lovely are Thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts!
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se sou lè yon chante yo chante lè y'ap kraze rezen. Se yon sòm pitit Kore yo. Ala bèl kay ou a bèl, Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa!
2 My soul yearneth, yea, even pineth for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh sing for joy unto the living God.
Jan mwen anvi wè kay Seyè a sa! M'ap deperi sitèlman m' anvi al lakay Seyè a. M'ap chante, m'ap fè fèt pou Bondye vivan an.
3 Yea, the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young; Thine altars, O LORD of hosts, my King, and my God —.
Menm ti zwezo jwenn kote pou yo rete, menm iwondèl jwenn nich pou mete pitit yo: Se toupre lotèl ou yo, Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa, ou menm ki Bondye mwen, ou menm ki wa mwen!
4 Happy are they that dwell in Thy house, they are ever praising Thee. (Selah)
Ala bon sa bon pou moun k'ap viv lakay ou yo! Yo toujou ap fè lwanj ou.
5 Happy is the man whose strength is in Thee; in whose heart are the highways.
Ala bon sa bon pou moun ki mete konfyans yo nan ou, pou moun ki fè lide ale sou Mòn Siyon an!
6 Passing through the valley of Baca they make it a place of springs; yea, the early rain clotheth it with blessings.
Lè y'ap pase nan mitan Fon Sèk la, yo fè l' tounen yon kote ki plen sous dlo. Anvan yon ti lapli tonbe, tout jaden bèl.
7 They go from strength to strength, every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.
Plis y'ap mache, se plis y'ap gen fòs. Yo gen pou yo parèt devan Bondye sou mòn Siyon an.
8 O LORD God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob. (Selah)
Seyè, Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa a, koute lapriyè mwen. Bondye Jakòb la, panche zòrèy ou pou tande m'.
9 Behold, O God our shield, and look upon the face of Thine anointed.
Bondye, ou menm ki tout pwoteksyon nou, voye benediksyon ou sou wa ou te chwazi pou nou an!
10 For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand; I had rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
Yon jou pase anndan lakay ou pi bon pase mil jou pase nenpòt lòt kote. Mwen ta pito rete kanpe nan papòt kay Bondye a pase pou m' ta rete anndan kay mechan yo.
11 For the LORD God is a sun and a shield; the LORD giveth grace and glory; no good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly.
Paske, se Seyè a ki tout defans mwen, se li menm k'ap pwoteje nou. L'ap ban nou favè li, l'ap fè yo respekte nou. Lè yon moun ap mennen yon vi ki san repwòch, Bondye p'ap janm refize l' okenn bon bagay.
12 O LORD of hosts, happy is the man that trusteth in Thee.
Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa, ala bon sa bon pou moun ki mete konfyans yo nan ou!
