Psalms 39
1 To the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Melody of David. I said, [to myself, ] I will take heed to my ways, That I sin not with my tongue, —I will put on my mouth a muzzle, So long as the lawless is before me.
Pou direktè koral la. Pou Jeduthyèn. Yon Sòm David Mwen te di, mwen va veye chemen mwen, pou m pa fè peche ak lang mwen. Mwen va veye bouch mwen, konsi li gen yon brid ladann toutotan mechan yo rete nan prezans mwen.
2 I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, afar from happiness, But, my pain had been stirred:
Mwen te tankou bèbè e mwen te rete an silans. Mwen te evite menm sa ki ta kab bon. Konsa, tristès mwen te vin pi mal.
3 Hot was my heart within me, While I was musing, there was kindled a fire, I spake with my tongue!
Kè m te cho anndan m. Pandan mwen t ap reflechi dife a t ap brile. Konsa, mwen te pale ak lang mwen:
4 Let me know, O Yahweh, mine end, And the measure of my days—what it is, I would know how short-lived I am.
SENYÈ, fè m konnen longè a jou mwen yo. Fè m konnen ke m fèb anpil.
5 Lo! as hand-breadths, hast thou granted my days, and my life-time, is as nothing before thee, —Surely, a mere breath, are all men, [even] such as stand firm. (Selah)
Gade byen, Ou te fè jou mwen yo kontwole tankou lajè a men m ki louvri. Lavi mwen konsi li pa anyen devan zye Ou. Anverite, lavi chak moun, se yon sèl grenn souf.
6 Surely as a shadow, doth every man wander, Surely in vain, do they bustle about, he heapeth things up, and knoweth not who shall gather them in.
Anverite, tout moun mache toupatou tankou yon lonbraj. Anverite, yo fè gwo zen pou ryen. Li ranmase byen yo, men l pa konnen kilès k ap rasanble yo.
7 Now, therefore, for what have I waited, O My Lord? My hope, is, in thee.
Konsa, SENYÈ, kisa m ap tann nan? Espwa m se nan Ou.
8 From all my transgressions, rescue thou me, —The reproach of the base, oh do not make me!
Delivre mwen de tout transgresyon mwen yo. Pa fè m repwòch a moun san sajès yo.
9 I am dumb, I cannot open my mouth, for, thou, hast done it.
Mwen tounen tibebe. Mwen pa ouvri bouch mwen, akoz se Ou ki te fè sa.
10 Remove from off me thy stroke, Because of the hostility of thy hand, am, I, consumed.
Rete touman Ou sou mwen. Kou men Ou venk mwen. M ap peri.
11 When, by rebukes for iniquity, thou hast corrected a man, Then hast thou consumed, as a moth, all that was delightful within him, Surely, a breath, are all men. (Selah)
Avèk repwòch, Ou fè chatiman a yon nonm pou inikite li. Ou manje tankou mit nan rad sa ki konsidere pi chè pou li menm nan. Anverite, tout moun se sèlman yon souf.
12 Hear my prayer, O Yahweh, And, unto my cry for help, give ear, At my tears, do not be silent, —For, a sojourner, am, I, with thee, A stranger, like all my fathers.
Tande lapriyè mwen, O SENYÈ e prete zòrèy Ou a kri mwen. Pa rete an silans lè dlo ap koule nan zye m. Paske mwen se yon etranje devan Ou, yon vwayajè tankou tout papa zansèt mwen yo.
13 Look away from me that I may brighten up, Ere yet I depart and am no more.
Vire rega figi Ou lwen m, pou m kab ri ankò, avan ke m mouri pou m pa la ankò.”
