Psalms 139
1 “To the chief musician, by David, a psalm.” O Lord! thou hast searched me through, and thou knowest [me].
Pou direktè koral la; Yon Sòm David O SENYÈ, Ou te sonde mwen e te konnen mwen.
2 Thou indeed knowest my sitting down and my rising up, thou understandest my thinking while yet afar off.
Ou konnen lè m chita ak lè m leve. Ou konprann panse mwen yo de lwen.
3 My walking and my lying down hast thou limited, and with all my ways art thou acquainted.
Ou konn egzamine chemen mwen fè avèk kouche mwen, e rekonèt bagay pi entim nan chemen mwen yo.
4 For, while there is not a word on my tongue, lo, thou, O Lord, knowest it entirely.
Menm avan mwen gen yon pawòl sou bouch mwen, Men gade, O SENYÈ, Ou konnen tout li menm.
5 Behind and before hast thou hedged me in, and thou placest upon me thy hand.
Ou fin antoure mwen ni devan, ni dèyè e Ou te poze men Ou sou mwen.
6 Too wonderful is such knowledge for me: it is too exalted, I cannot attain unto it.
Konesans konsa twò mèvèye pou mwen. Li twò wo. Mwen pa kab rive kote l.
7 Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee away from thy presence?
Kibò mwen kab ale kite lespri Ou? Oswa kibò mwen kab sove ale pou m ta kite prezans Ou?
8 If I should ascend into heaven, thou art there; and if I should make my bed in the nether world, behold, thou art there. (Sheol h7585)
Si mwen monte nan syèl la, Ou la. Si m fè kabann mwen nan sejou mò yo, men vwala, Ou la. (Sheol h7585)
9 If I should lift up the wings of the morning-dawn, if I should dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea:
Si mwen pran zèl nan maten, si m ta rete nan pati lanmè pi lwen an,
10 Even there would thy hand lead me, and thy right hand would seize hold of me.
menm la, se men Ou k ap mennen mwen, e se men dwat Ou k ap kenbe m.
11 If I said, Surely darkness shall enshroud me, and into night [be turned] the light about me:
Si mwen di: “Anverite, tenèb la va kouvri mwen, e limyè ki antoure mwen an va vin fènwa,”
12 Yet even darkness can obscure nothing from thee; but the night will shine like the day; both the darkness and the light are alike [to thee].
menm tenèb la pa tenèb pou Ou, e fènwa a klere menm jan ak lajounen. Tenèb ak limyè se menm pou Ou menm.
13 For thou possessest my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.
Paske se Ou menm ki te fòme pati anndan m yo. Ou te tise mwen, pyese m soti nan vant Manman m.
14 I will thank thee therefore, that I am [so] fearfully [and] wonderfully made: wonderful are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
Mwen va bay Ou anpil remèsiman, paske mwen fèt yon fason mèvèye. Zèv Ou yo depase bon konprann e nanm mwen byen konnen sa.
15 My being was not concealed from thee, when I was made in secret, when I was [so to say] embroidered in the lowest parts of the earth.
Fòm mwen pa t kache a Ou menm lè m te fèt nan sekrè a, e tise kon mèvèy etonnan nan fon tè a.
16 My undeveloped substance did thy eyes see; and in thy book were all of them written down—the days which have been formed, while yet not one of them was here.
Zye Ou te wè matyè san fòm mwen. Epi nan liv Ou a, te deja ekri tout jou ki te òdone pou mwen yo, menm lè youn nan yo potko fin rive.
17 And how precious are unto me thy thoughts, O God! how mightily great is their sum!
Anplis, SENYÈ, a la presye se panse Ou yo yo pou mwen! A la gran, yo gran anpil!
18 Should I count them, they would be more numerous than the sand: I awake, and I am still with thee.
Si m te konte yo, yo t ap an kantite depase sab. Lè m leve nan dòmi, mwen toujou avèk Ou.
19 If thou wouldst but slay the wicked, O God! and ye men of blood, depart from me.
O ke Ou ta touye mechan yo, O Bondye. Soti sou mwen, O moun ki vèse san.
20 Who speak of thee for a wicked end, thy enemies, that bear [thy name] for a vain purpose.
Paske yo pale kont Ou ak mechanste, e lènmi Ou yo pran non Ou an ven.
21 Behold, those that hate thee I ever hate, O Lord; and for those that rise up against thee do I feel loathing.
Èske m pa rayi (sila) ki rayi Ou yo, O SENYÈ? Epi èske mwen pa t blese menm de (sila) ki leve kont Ou yo?
22 With the utmost hatred do I hate them: enemies are they become unto me.
Mwen rayi yo ak yon rayisman ale nèt. Yo devni lènmi m.
23 Search me through, O God, and know my heart; probe me, and know my thoughts:
Sonde mwen, O Bondye e konnen kè mwen. Mete mwen a leprèv e konnen panse mwen yo.
24 And see if there be a way of perverseness in me, and lead me on the way of eternity.
Konsa, wè si gen okenn move chemen nan mwen e mennen mwen nan chemen etènèl la.
