Psalms 59
1 “To the chief musician, Al-tashcheth, by David, a Michtham, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to put him to death.” Deliver me from my enemies, O my God: defend me from them that rise up against me.
Pou direktè koral la; Nan melodi la “Pa Detwi”. Yon powèm David lè Saül te voye yo lakay pou touye l. Delivre mwen de lènmi m yo, O Bondye mwen; Plase mwen byen wo an sekirite byen lwen de (sila) ki leve kont mwen yo.
2 Deliver me from the workers of wickedness, and from men of blood do thou save me.
Delivre m de (sila) ki fè inikite yo, e sove mwen de moun ki vèse san yo.
3 For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul, the mighty are gathered in troops against me: not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Lord.
Paske gade byen, yo fè anbiskad pou lavi m. Mesye fewòs ki fè atak kont mwen yo, pa akoz transgresyon mwen, ni peche m, O SENYÈ.
4 Without guilt [in me] they run and make themselves ready: awake, [come] toward me, and behold.
Se pa akoz mwen koupab ke yo vin kouri mete yo kont mwen an. Leve Ou menm pou wè, e fè m sekou!
5 And thou, O Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel, awake to punish all the nations: be not gracious to any treacherous wicked one. (Selah)
Ou menm, O SENYÈ Bondye dèzame yo, Bondye Israël la, leve e pini tout nasyon yo. Pa bay gras a moun mechan yo ki fè trèt nan inikite. Tan
6 They will return at evening; they will howl like dogs, and go round about the city.
Yo retounen nan aswè. Yo rele tankou chen pandan yo antoure lavil la.
7 Behold, they sputter with their mouth: swords are in their lips; for who, [say they, ] doth hear?
Gade byen, yo fè pete gwo gaz ak bouch yo. Nepe yo nan lèv yo, paske yo di: “Kilès ki tande”?
8 But thou, O Lord, wilt laugh at theme: thou wilt hold in derision all the nations.
Men Ou menm, O SENYÈ, ri sou yo! Ou menm, giyonnen tout nasyon sa yo.
9 Because of [the enemy's] strength will I wait upon thee; for God is my defence.
O Fòs mwen, m ap veye tann Ou. Bondye se sitadèl mwen.
10 The God who showeth me kindness will go before me: God will let me see [my desire] upon those who regard me with envy.
Bondye mwen an ak lanmou dous Li a, va devan m. Bondye va kite mwen triyonfè sou advèsè mwen yo.
11 Slay them not, that my people may not forget: drive them about by thy power; and bring them down, thou our shield, O Lord.
Pa fin touye yo, sinon moun mwen yo ka bliye. Gaye yo avèk pouvwa Ou, e rale fè yo desann, O SENYÈ, boukliye nou an.
12 The sin of their mouth is the word of their lips: let them be caught through their pride, because of the cursing and lying which they relate.
Akoz peche a bouch yo avèk pawòl lèv yo, Kite yo sezi pran nan pwòp ògèy yo. Paske se malediksyon avèk manti yo bay.
13 Make an end in fury, make an end [of them], that they my be no more, and let them know that God ruleth in Jacob, as far as the ends of the earth. (Selah)
Detwi yo nan kòlè Ou! Detwi yo pou yo disparèt nèt. Pou Moun kab konnen se Bondye k ap renye sou Jacob, jis rive sou tout latè. Tan
14 And they will return in the evening; they will howl like dogs, and go round about the city.
Kite yo retounen nan aswè. Kite yo rele anlè tankou chen, pandan yo antoure vil la.
15 They will indeed roam about after something to eat, if they be not satisfied, so that they can be at rest.
Yo gaye toupatou. Yap tan tout lanwit si yo pa satisfè.
16 But I will truly sing of thy strength; yea, I will sing joyfully in the morning of thy kindness; for thou hast been a defence unto me and a refuge on the day when I was distressed.
Men pou mwen, mwen va chante de fòs Ou. Wi, avèk jwa, mwen va chante sou lanmou dous Ou nan maten. Paske Ou te toujou sitadèl mwen, yon pwotèj nan jou gran twoub mwen an.
17 Unto thee, O my strength, will I sing; for God is my defence, the God of my kindness.
A Ou menm, gran fòs mwen, mwen va chante lwanj a Ou menm. Paske Bondye se sitadèl mwen, Bondye ki montre mwen lanmou dous la.
