Psalms 42
1 [For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by the sons of Korah.] As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, God.
Pou direktè koral la. Yon refleksyon pa fis Kore yo. Jan sèf la rale souf ak swaf pou dlo ravin nan, Konsa nanm mwen rale souf pou Ou, O Bondye.
2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?
Nanm mwen swaf pou Bondye, Pou Bondye vivan an. Se kilè mwen kab vini pou parèt devan Bondye?
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"
Se dlo nan zye m ki manje mwen lajounen kon lannwit. Pandan y ap di m tout lajounen: “Kote Bondye ou a?”
4 These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me, how I used to go in the tent of the Majestic One, to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a holy day.
Bagay sa yo mwen sonje e mwen vide nanm mwen nèt anndan m. Paske mwen te konn ale ansanm ak foul la, pou pran devan nan pwosesyon pou rive lakay Bondye, avèk yon vwa lajwa, ak remèsiman, yon gran foul k ap fè fèt sakre a.
5 Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God. For I will again give him thanks, my saving presence and my God.
Poukisa, o nanm mwen, ou nan dezespwa? Epi poukisa ou twouble anndan m? Mete espwa ou nan Bondye, paske mwen va louwe Li ankò akoz sekou a prezans Li an.
6 My soul is in despair within me. Therefore I remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon, from the hill Mizar.
O Bondye mwen, nanm mwen pèdi espwa anndan mwen. Pou sa, mwen sonje Ou soti nan peyi Jourdain an avèk tèt mòn Hermon yo, soti kanpe nan Mòn Mitsear.
7 Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your breakers and waves have swept over me.
Pwofondè a rele pwofondè a nan son kaskad dlo Ou yo. Tout gwo dlo ak move lanmè Ou yo fin koule sou mwen.
8 The LORD will command his loving kindness in the daytime. In the night his song shall be with me: a prayer to the God of my life.
SENYÈ a va òdone lanmou dous Li a nan lajounen, chan Li yo va avèk mwen pandan nwit lan: Yon lapriyè a Bondye lavi mwen an.
9 I will ask God, my Rock, "Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?"
Mwen va di a Bondye, wòch mwen an: “Poukisa Ou te bliye mwen? Poukisa mwen antre nan tristès akoz opresyon lènmi an?”
10 As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries taunt me, while they continually ask me, "Where is your God?"
Se tankou tout zo mwen yo kraze, jan advèsè mwen yo anmède mwen, pandan y ap di m tout lajounen: “Kote Bondye Ou a”?
11 Why are you in despair, my soul? Why are you disturbed within me? Hope in God. For I will again give him thanks, my saving presence and my God.
Poukisa ou nan dezespwa, O nanm mwen? Epi poukisa ou vin twouble anndan mwen? Mete espwa ou nan Bondye, paske m ap louwe Li ankò, O soutyen kè mwen an, e Bondye mwen an.
