< Psalms 57 >

1 [For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "Do Not Destroy." A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave.] Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, until disaster has passed.
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se pou yo chante sou lè chante ki di: Pa detwi. Se yon chante David te ekri lè li te al kache nan gwòt la pou Sayil ki t'ap kouri dèyè l'. Gen pitye pou mwen, Bondye! -Gen pitye pou mwen! Paske, se bò kote ou m'ap chache pwoteksyon. Se anba zèl ou m'ap kache jouk lè danje a fin pase.
2 I cry out to God Most High, to God who accomplishes my requests for me.
M'ap kriye nan pye Bondye ki anwo nan syèl la, nan pye Bondye ki fè anpil byen pou mwen an.
3 He will send from heaven, and save me, he rebukes the one who is pursuing me. (Selah) God will send out his loving kindness and his truth.
L'ap rete nan syèl la, l'ap delivre m' anba men moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo. Bondye va fè m' wè jan li renmen mwen, jan li toujou kenbe pawòl li.
4 My soul is among lions. I lie among those who are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Mwen kouche nan mitan yon bann lyon ki prèt pou devore mwen. Dan yo pwenti tankou flèch, tankou frenn, lang yo tankou yon ponya byen file.
5 Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be above all the earth.
Bondye, fè wè nan syèl la jan ou gen pouvwa non! Fè wè pouvwa ou sou tout latè!
6 They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into its midst themselves. (Selah)
Lènmi m' yo tann yon pèlen sou wout kote pou m' pase a. Kè m' sere anpil. Yo fouye yon twou sou wout mwen. Men, se yo menm ki tonbe ladan li.
7 My heart is steadfast, God, my heart is steadfast. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
Bondye, mwen pare, wi, mwen pare. Mwen pral chante, mwen pral fè lwanj ou.
8 Wake up, my glory. Wake up, psaltery and harp. I will wake up the dawn.
M'ap souke kò mwen, m'ap leve. M'ap pran gita mwen, m'ap pran bandjo mwen. Mwen pral fè solèy leve!
9 I will give thanks to you, Jehovah, among the peoples. I will sing praises to you among the nations.
Seyè, m'a fè lwanj ou nan mitan pèp yo! M'a chante pou ou nan mitan tout nasyon yo!
10 For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens, and your truth to the skies.
Ou renmen nou anpil anpil, ou toujou kenbe pawòl ou.
11 Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.
Bondye, fè wè nan syèl la jan ou gen pouvwa non! Fè wè pouvwa ou sou tout latè!

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