Psalms 41
1 To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. How happy is he that is attentive to the poor, In the day of calamity, will Yahweh deliver him:
Pou direktè koral la; Yon Sòm David A la beni (sila) ki konsidere ka malere a beni! SENYÈ a va delivre li nan jou twoub li.
2 Yahweh, will preserve him and keep him alive, And he shall be pronounced happy in the land, Do not then give him up at the desire of his enemies!
SENYÈ a va pwoteje li e fè l viv. Li va rele beni sou latè a. Ni li p ap livre a volonte lènmi li yo.
3 Yahweh, will sustain him upon the bed of sickness, All his couch, hast thou transformed in his disease.
SENYÈ a va bay li soutyen lè l malad sou kabann nan. Nan maladi li, li va restore li a lasante.
4 I, said—O Yahweh, show me favour, heal thou my soul, for I have sinned against thee:
Konsa, pou mwen, mwen te di: “O SENYÈ, fè m gras. Geri nanm mwen paske mwen te peche kont Ou.”
5 Mine enemies, speak ill of me, When will he die, and his name perish?
Lènmi m yo pale mal kont mwen: “Kilè l ap mouri pou non li disparèt?”
6 And, if he have come to see me, Falsehood, doth he speak, His own heart, gathereth iniquity to itself, he goeth forth, abroad he telleth it.
Si li vin wè m, li bay manti. Kè li ranmase mechanste pou kont li. Lè l sòti deyò, li pale sa.
7 Together—against me, do all who hate me whisper among themselves, Against me, devise they hurt for me.
Tout (sila) ki rayi mwen yo soufle ti pawòl nan zòrèy youn lòt. Kont mwen, yo fè plan pou donmaje mwen epi yo di:
8 An infliction of the Abandoned One hath been fixed upon him, and, now that he hath lien down, he will not again rise.
“Yon bagay mechan gen tan pran l, pou lè l kouche, pou l pa leve ankò.”
9 Even the man whom I used to salute, in whom I put confidence, who used to eat my bread, —hath magnified his heel against me!
Menm zanmi ki te pre m nan, nan (sila) mwen te mete konfyans la, li ki te manje pen mwen, te leve talon li kont mwen.
10 But, thou, O Yahweh, show me favour and raise me up, That I may repay them.
Men Ou menm, O SENYÈ, fè m gras e fè m leve pou m kab bay yo rekonpans yo.
11 Hereby, do I know that thou delightest in me, In that mine enemy shall not raise a shout over me.
Se konsa mwen konnen ke Ou pran plezi nan mwen. Akoz lènmi mwen an pa kriye viktwa sou mwen.
12 But, as for me, In my blamelessness, hast thou held me fast, And hast caused me to stand before thee unto times age-abiding.
Pou mwen menm, Ou soutni mwen nan entegrite m, epi Ou mete mwen nan prezans Ou jis pou tout tan.
13 Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel, From the age that is past, even unto the age yet to come: Amen and Amen!
Beni se SENYÈ a, Bondye Israël la, soti pou tout tan, jis rive pou tout tan. Amen e amen.
