Psalms 42
1 TO THE OVERSEER. AN INSTRUCTION OF THE SONS OF KORAH. As a deer pants for streams of water, So my soul pants toward You, O God.
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se yonn nan chante pitit Kore yo. Menm jan yon bèt anvi bwè dlo larivyè, se konsa mwen anvi wè ou, Bondye.
2 My soul thirsted for God, for the living God, When do I enter and see the face of God?
Se pa ti anvi mwen pa anvi wè Bondye, Bondye ki vivan an. Kilè m' ava ale pou m' adore Bondye lakay li?
3 My tear has been bread day and night to me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”
Lajounen kou lannwit m'ap kriye. Se dlo ki soti nan je m' ki sèvi m' manje. Se tout tan moun ap mande m': -Kote Bondye ou la?
4 These I remember, and pour out my soul in me, For I pass over into the shelter, I go softly with them to the house of God, With the voice of singing and confession, The multitude keeping celebration!
Kè m' ap fann lè m' chonje bagay tan lontan: mwen te konn mache ansanm ak yon foul moun, ki te konn ale lakay Bondye. Moun yo te konn fè fèt, yo te konn chante, yo t'ap di Bondye mèsi.
5 Why bow yourself, O my soul? Indeed, are you troubled within me? Wait for God, for I still confess Him: The salvation of my countenance—my God!
Mwen pale ak tèt mwen, mwen di: -Poukisa m' kagou konsa? Poukisa m'ap plede plenn konsa nan kè m'? M'ap met espwa m' nan Bondye, paske mwen gen pou m' fè lwanj li ankò. Se li k'ap delivre m', se li ki Bondye mwen.
6 My soul bows itself in me, Therefore I remember You from the land of Jordan, And of the Hermons, from Mount Mizar.
Wi, mwen kagou. Se poutèt sa, kote m' ye a, bò larivyè Jouden an, sou mòn Emon osinon sou mòn Miza, tout tan lide m' sou ou.
7 Deep is calling to deep At the noise of Your waterspouts, All Your breakers and Your billows passed over me.
Yon lanm lanmè rale yon lòt lanm lanmè dèyè l' lè gwo lapli ap tonbe. Tout kouran dlo ak tout lanm lanmè yo ap pase sou mwen.
8 By day YHWH commands His kindness, And by night a song [is] with me, A prayer to the God of my life.
Lajounen Seyè a fè m' anpil favè. Lannwit mwen chante yon chante pou li. Mwen lapriyè Bondye ki tout lavi mwen.
9 I say to God my Rock, “Why have You forgotten me? Why do I go mourning in the oppression of an enemy?”
Mwen di Bondye ki twou wòch kote pou m' kache a: -Poukisa ou bliye m' konsa? Poukisa pou m'ap viv ak tout lapenn sa a nan kè m', lè lènmi m' yo ap kraze m' anba pye yo?
10 With a sword in my bones My adversaries have reproached me, In their saying to me all the day, “Where [is] your God?”
Mwen santi tout zo nan kò m' ap fè m' mal. lè moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo ap joure m', lè tout tan y'ap mande m': -Kote Bondye ou la?
11 Why bow yourself, O my soul? And why are you troubled within me? Wait for God, for I still confess Him, The salvation of my countenance, and my God!
Wi, poukisa mwen kagou konsa? Poukisa m'ap plenn konsa nan kè mwen? M'ap mete espwa m' nan Bondye, paske mwen gen pou m' fè lwanj li ankò. Se li k'ap delivre m', se li ki Bondye mwen.
