Psalms 45

1 TO THE OVERSEER. [SET] ON “LILIES.” AN INSTRUCTION OF THE SONS OF KORAH. A SONG OF LOVES. My heart has stirred a good word, I am telling my works to the King, My tongue [is] the pen of a speedy writer.

Pou chèf sanba yo. Se pou yo chante sou menm lè ak chante ki di: Bèl ti flè savann blan yo. Se yon chante pitit Kore yo. Se yon chan damou. Mwen gen anpil bèl pawòl nan bouch mwen. Mwen pral chante yon chante pou wa a, mwen tankou yon moun ki konn konpoze bèl chante.

2 You have been beautified above the sons of men, Grace has been poured into Your lips, Therefore God has blessed You for all time.

Pa gen pi bèl gason pase ou sou tout latè. Ou gen bèl pawòl dous nan bouch ou. Se poutèt sa, Bondye ap toujou beni ou.

3 Gird Your sword on the thigh, O Mighty [One], Your splendor and Your majesty!

Ou menm vanyan gason, pase nepe ou nan ren ou, pou moun ka wè jan ou gen pouvwa, pou yo ka gen respè pou ou.

4 As for Your majesty—prosper [and] ride! Because of truth, meekness, [and] righteousness, And Your right hand shows You fearful things.

Moute sou cha ou, al goumen, pou pran defans moun ki kenbe pawòl yo, moun ki gen bon kè, moun ki mache dwat devan ou. Kouraj ou ap fè ou genyen batay la.

5 Your arrows [are] sharp—Peoples fall under You—In the heart of the enemies of the King.

Flèch ou yo pwenti. Moun lòt nasyon yo ap tonbe nan pye ou. Lènmi wa a pèdi tout kouraj yo.

6 Your throne, O God, [is for] all time and forever, A scepter of uprightness [Is] the scepter of Your kingdom.

Gouvènman ou lan la pou tout tan tout tan. W'ap gouvènen san patipri tankou yon wa nan peyi ou la.

7 You have loved righteousness and hate wickedness, Therefore God, Your God, has anointed You With oil of joy above Your companions.

Ou renmen tou sa ki byen, ou rayi tou sa ki mal. Se poutèt sa, Bondye ki Bondye ou l'a chwazi ou. Li fè kè ou kontan nèt ale: Li fè pou ou bagay li pa fè pou lòt zanmi ou yo.

8 Myrrh, and aloes, [and] cassia [Cover] all Your garments; Out of palaces of ivory, Stringed instruments have made You glad.

Tout rad ou santi bon ak odè flè jasmen, womaren ak sitwonèl. Nan palè ou ki kouvri ak livwa, y'ap fè mizik pou fè kè ou kontan.

9 Daughters of kings [are] among Your precious ones, A queen has stood at Your right hand, In pure gold of Ophir.

Pami medam k'ap sèvi lakay ou yo anpil ladan yo se pitit fi wa yo ye. Sou bò dwat ou, larenn lan kanpe byen bèl. Li gen sou li bijou fèt an lò ki soti peyi Ofi.

10 Listen, O daughter, and see, incline your ear, And forget your people, and your father’s house,

Koute, mafi! Gade byen! Tande sa m'ap di ou: -Ou mèt bliye pèp kote ou soti a. Ou mèt bliye moun kay papa ou yo.

11 And the King desires your beauty, Because He [is] your Lord—bow yourself to Him,

Wa a pa manke renmen ou, paske ou bèl. Se li ki mèt ou, se pou ou obeyi l'.

12 And the daughter of Tyre with a present, The rich of the people appease your face.

Moun peyi Tir ap pote anpil kado ba ou. Moun rich yo ap vin flate ou.

13 All glory [is] the daughter of the king within, Her clothing [is] with filigrees of gold.

Pitit fi wa a nan palè a. Ala bèl li bèl! Twal rad ki sou li a fèt ak fil lò.

14 In various colors she is brought to the King; Afterward, virgins, her companions, Are brought to You.

Yo mennen l' bò kote wa a, avèk bèl rad bwode li sou li. Tout fidonè li yo ap mache dèyè l': yo prezante yo ba ou tou.

15 They are brought with joy and gladness, They come into the palace of the King.

Y'ap vini, yo kontan, y'ap chante, y'ap antre nan palè wa a.

16 Instead of Your fathers are Your sons, You appoint them for princes in all the earth.

Monwa, pitit ou yo va chita kote zansèt ou yo te chita a. W'ap mete yo chèf sou tout latè.

17 I make mention of Your Name in all generations, Therefore peoples praise You, For all time and forever!

Mwen vle chante pou yo pa janm bliye ou, konsa moun lòt peyi yo va fè lwanj ou tout tan tout tan.