Psalms 84
1 “To the chief musician upon Gittith, by the sons of Korach, a psalm.” How lovely are thy dwelling-places, 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 desired, yea, it also longed for the courts of the Lord: my heart and my flesh shout with 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 Even as the sparrow hath found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young: —[have I found] thy 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 who dwell in thy house: they will be continually 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 strong confidence is in thee, [all] whose heart reflecteth on the paths [of righteousness].
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 weeping, they will change it into a spring: also the early rain covereth 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, each 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 [Thou, ] our shield, behold, O God, and look upon the face of thy anointed.
Bondye, ou menm ki tout pwoteksyon nou, voye benediksyon ou sou wa ou te chwazi pou nou an!
10 For better is a day in thy courts than a thousand [elsewhere]: I would rather choose to wait 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 a sun and shield is the Lord God; grace and glory will the Lord give; he will not withhold any good from those that walk with integrity.
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!
