Psalms 22
1 TO THE OVERSEER. [SET] ON “DOE OF THE MORNING.” A PSALM OF DAVID. My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me? Far from My salvation, The words of My roaring?
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se pou yo chante l' sou lè chante ki di: Nan granmaten yon fenmèl kabrit. Se yon sòm David. Bondye, Bondye m', poukisa ou lage m' konsa? Poukisa ou rete lwen konsa, san pote m' sekou, san koute jan m'ap plenn lan?
2 My God, I call by day, and You do not answer, And by night, and am not silent.
Tout lajounen m'ap rele ou, Bondye mwen, ou pa reponn. Tout lannwit m'ap rele, mwen pa ka dòmi.
3 And You [are] holy, Sitting—the Praise of Israel.
Men, se ou menm ki Bondye, ou chita sou fotèy ki apa pou ou a. Pèp Izrayèl la ap fè lwanj ou.
4 In You our fathers trusted; They trusted, and You deliver them.
Zansèt nou yo te mete konfyans yo nan ou. Yo te fè ou konfyans, ou te sove yo.
5 To You they cried, and were delivered, In You they trusted, and were not disappointed.
Lè yo te kriye nan pye ou, ou te wete yo nan move pa. Wi, yo te mete konfyans yo nan ou, yo pa t' janm regrèt yo te fè sa.
6 And I [am] a worm, and no man, A reproach of man, and despised of the people.
Men, se pa moun mwen ye ankò, se yon vètè mwen tounen. Tout moun ap meprize m', tout moun ap pase m' nan betiz.
7 All beholding Me mock at Me, They make free with the lip—shake the head,
Tout moun ki wè m' pase m' nan rizib. Y'ap lonje dwèt sou mwen, y'ap fè siy sou mwen.
8 “Roll to YHWH, He delivers Him, He delivers Him, for He delighted in Him.”
Y'ap di m' konsa: -Jan ou te konte sou Seyè a, poukisa li pa delivre ou? Si Seyè a renmen ou, poukisa li pa ede ou?
9 For You [are] He bringing Me forth from the womb, Causing Me to trust, On the breasts of My mother.
Se ou menm ki te fè m' soti san danje nan vant manman m'. Se ou menm ankò ki te pwoteje m' lè m' te nan tete.
10 On You I have been cast from the womb, From the belly of My mother You [are] My God.
Depi nan vant manman m', se ou menm k'ap pwoteje m'. Depi anvan mwen te fèt, se ou menm ki Bondye mwen.
11 Do not be far from Me, For adversity is near, for there is no helper.
Pa rete lwen m' konsa. Malè prèt pou tonbe sou mwen, mwen pa gen pesonn pou ede m'.
12 Many bulls have surrounded Me, Mighty ones of Bashan have surrounded Me,
Lènmi m' yo anpil, yo sènen m' toupatou. Yo tankou gwo towo bèf peyi Bazan. Kote m' vire yo la.
13 They have opened their mouth against Me, A lion tearing and roaring.
Yo louvri bouch yo, ou ta di se lyon k'ap gwonde, ki prèt pou dechire mwen.
14 I have been poured out as waters, And all my bones have separated themselves, My heart has been like wax, It is melted in the midst of My bowels.
Mwen pèdi tout fòs mwen, tankou dlo ki tonbe atè. Tout zo nan kò m' dejwente. Mwen santi kè m' ap kase, tout zantray mwen ap bouyi.
15 My power is dried up as an earthen vessel, And My tongue is cleaving to My jaws.
Fòs mwen ap cheche, tankou labou nan solèy. Lang mwen kole nan fon bouch mwen. Mwen santi m' prèt pou mouri.
16 And You appoint Me to the dust of death, For dogs have surrounded Me, A company of evildoers has surrounded Me, Piercing My hands and My feet.
Tankou yon bann chen, mechan yo sènen m'. Bann mechan yo fèmen m' toupatou. Yo kraze de men m' ak de pye m' yo.
17 I count all My bones—they look expectingly, They look on Me,
Tout zo nan kò m' parèt. Y'ap gade m', y'ap veye m'.
18 They apportion My garments to themselves, And they cause a lot to fall for My clothing.
Y'ap separe rad mwen ant yo menm, y'ap tire osò pou rad mwen an.
19 And You, O YHWH, do not be far off, O My strength, hurry to help Me.
Pa rete lwen m' konsa, Seyè. Ou menm ki tout fòs mwen, prese vin pote m' sekou.
20 Deliver My soul from the sword, My only one from the paw of a dog.
Pa kite yo touye m' ak kout nepe. Pa kite chen yo devore m'.
21 Save Me from the mouth of a lion And You have answered Me from the horns of the high places!
Wete m' nan bouch lyon yo. Delivre m' anba towo savann sa yo. Ou reponn mwen, Seyè!
22 I declare Your Name to My brothers, In the midst of the assembly I praise You.
M'a di frè m' yo tout sa ou te fè pou mwen. M'a fè lwanj ou lè yo tout reyini ansanm.
23 You who fear YHWH, praise Him, All the seed of Jacob, honor Him, And be afraid of Him, all you seed of Israel.
Nou tout ki gen krentif pou Seyè a, fè lwanj li. Nou tout pitit pitit Jakòb yo, chante pou li. Nou tout pèp Izrayèl la, adore li.
24 For He has not despised, nor detested, The affliction of the afflicted, Nor has He hidden His face from Him, And in His crying to Him He hears.
Li pa meprize pòv yo, li pa fèmen je l' sou soufrans yo. Li pa rete lwen yo. Lè yo rele l', li reponn.
25 Of You My praise [is] in the great assembly. I complete My vows before His fearers.
M'a fè lwanj ou pou sa ou fè, nan mitan tout moun yo lè yo reyini. M'a fè sa mwen te pwomèt ou yo, devan tout moun ki gen krentif pou ou yo.
26 The humble eat and are satisfied, Those seeking Him praise YHWH, Your heart lives forever.
Pòv yo va manje mezi yo kapab. Moun k'ap chache Seyè a va fè lwanj li. Y'a viv ak kè poze pou tout tan.
27 Remember and return to YHWH, Do all the ends of the earth, And bow themselves before You, Do all families of the nations,
Tout nasyon va chonje sa Seyè a te fè. Toupatou sou latè yo pral tounen vin jwenn li. Moun tout peyi va adore li.
28 For to YHWH [is] the kingdom, And He is ruling among nations.
Se Seyè a ki wa. Se li ki donminen sou tout nasyon.
29 And the fat ones of earth have eaten, And they bow themselves, All going down to dust bow before Him, And he [who] has not revived his soul.
Tout grannèg sou latè va bese tèt devan li. Yo tout ki la pou mouri, yo tout ki la pou al anba tè, yo pral adore li.
30 A seed serves Him, It is declared of the Lord to the generation.
Jenerasyon k'ap vini yo va sèvi li. Moun va rakonte istwa Seyè a bay pitit yo.
31 They come and declare His righteousness, To a people that is born, that He has made!
Pitit yo menm, lè y'a fè pitit, y'a fè konnen jan Seyè a te delivre yo ansanm ak tou sa li te fè pou yo.
