Psalms 71
1 In thee, O Yahweh, have I sought refuge, May I not be ashamed unto times age-abiding:
Seyè, se nan ou mwen mete tout konfyans mwen! Pa janm kite m' wont!
2 In thy righteousness, wilt thou rescue me, and deliver me, Incline unto me thine ear, and save me:
Ou se yon jij ki pa nan patipri. Tanpri, sove m' non, delivre mwen. Panche zòrèy ou bò kote m'. Pote m' sekou!
3 Be thou unto me, a Rock to dwell in, a Place of Security, To save me, For, my mountain crag and my stronghold, thou art.
Se ou menm ki twou wòch kote pou m' kache. Se ou menm ki pou sèvi m' ranpa ki pou sove mwen. Se ou menm k'ap pwoteje mwen. Se ou menm k'ap pran defans mwen.
4 Oh my God, deliver me, From the hand of the lawless one, From the clutch of the perverse and ruthless one;
Bondye mwen, wete m' anba men mechan yo, anba ponyèt moun k'ap bay manti yo ak moun k'ap fè mechanste yo.
5 For, thou, art my hope, My Lord, Yahweh, My confidence from my youthful days:
Seyè, se ou menm ki tout espwa mwen. Mwen mete konfyans mwen nan ou depi lè m' te jenn gason.
6 Upon thee, have I stayed myself from birth, Thou art he that severed me, from the body of my mother, Of thee, shall be my praise—continually.
Se sou ou mwen konte depi m' fèt. Se ou ki fè m' soti nan vant manman m'. Se tout tan m'ap fè lwanj ou.
7 A very wonder, have I been unto many, Seeing that, thou, hast been my strong refuge,
Lavi m' se yon mistè pou anpil moun. Men, se ou menm k'ap pwoteje m' ak tout fòs ou.
8 My mouth shall be filled with, thy praise, All the day, with thy splendour.
Tout lajounen lwanj ou nan bouch mwen. M'ap fè konnen jan ou gen pouvwa.
9 Do not cast me off in the time of old age, When my vigour faileth, do not forsake me;
Koulye a mwen fin granmoun, tanpri pa voye m' jete. Koulye a mwen fin pèdi fòs, pa lage m'.
10 For mine enemies have spoken of me, And, they who watch for my life, have taken counsel together;
Lènmi m' yo ap pale m' mal. Yo mete tèt yo ansanm, yo dèyè pou yo touye m'.
11 Saying, God, hath forsaken him, Pursue and take him, For there is none to rescue.
Y'ap plede di: -Bondye lage l'. Kouri dèyè l', kenbe l', paske pa gen moun pou delivre l'.
12 O God, be not far from me, O my God, to help me, make haste!
Bondye, pa rete lwen mwen. Bondye mwen, prese vin pote m' sekou.
13 Let them be ashamed—be consumed, Who are assailing my life, —Let them be covered with reproach and confusion, Who are seeking my hurt.
Se pou moun k'ap atake m' yo wont, se pou yo disparèt. Wi, se pou yo wont, se pou moun pase yo nan rizib, moun sa yo ki te vle wè malè rive mwen.
14 But, I, continually will hope, And will add to all thy praise;
M'ap toujou mete espwa mwen sou ou. M'ap fè lwanj ou tout tan tout tan.
15 My mouth, shall relate thy righteousness, All the day, thy deliverance, For I know not the numbers.
M'ap fè konnen jan ou san patipri. Tout lajounen m'a fè konnen jan ou delivre mwen, paske se bagay moun p'ap janm fin konprann.
16 I will enter into the mighty doings of My Lord—Yahweh, I will make mention of thy righteousness—thine alone.
Seyè, Bondye, m'a rakonte bagay ou fè avèk pouvwa ou. M'a fè chonje jan ou fè lèzòm gras. Se ou menm sèlman ki ka fè bagay konsa.
17 O God, thou hast taught me from my youthful days, And, hitherto, have I been wont to tell of thy wonders;
Bondye, depi lè m' te jenn gason w'ap aprann mwen anpil bagay. Jouk koulye a m'ap rakonte bèl bagay ou fè yo.
18 Even now, therefore, that I am old and grayheaded, O God, do not forsake me, —Until I tell of thine arm unto a [new] generation, Unto every one that is to come, thy might;
Koulye a mwen fin vye granmoun, tout cheve nan tèt mwen fin blan. Tanpri, Bondye, pa lage m'. Kanpe la avè m' pou m' ka fè moun k'ap viv koulye a konnen jan ou gen fòs, pou m' ka fè tout moun ki gen pou vin apre yo konnen jan ou vanyan,
19 And, as for thy righteousness, O God, up on high, Wherein thou hast wrought great things, O God! who is like unto thee?
jan jistis ou rive jouk nan syèl la. Bondye, ou fè bèl bagay. Pa gen tankou ou!
20 Thou who hast let us see many distresses and misfortunes, Wilt again bring us to life, And, out of the resounding depths of the earth, wilt again raise us up;
Ou voye traka ak soufrans ban nou. Men se ou k'ap ban nou lavi ankò. W'ap rale nou soti nan bouch twou a.
21 Thou wilt increase my greatness, And, on every side, wilt comfort me.
W'ap fè m' pi grannèg pase jan m' te ye a. W'ap konsole m' ankò.
22 I also, will praise thee by the aid of a harp, Thy faithfulness, O my God, —I will make music unto thee with a lyre, Thou holy one of Israel;
Se vre wi, m'a fè lwanj ou avèk kout gita. M'a fè lwanj ou, Bondye mwen, paske w'ap toujou kenbe pawòl ou. M'a chante, m'a jwe mizik sou gita mwen pou Bondye pèp Izrayèl la.
23 My lips shall make a joyful noise, When I make music unto thee, And my soul which thou hast ransomed;
M'a chante pou ou. M'a rele sitèlman mwen kontan. M'a chante ak tout kè m' paske ou te delivre m'.
24 Even my tongue, all the day, shall softly utter thy righteousness, For they have turned pale—for they have blushed, Who were seeking my hurt.
Tout lajounen m'a fè konnen jan ou pa nan patipri, paske moun ki te vle wè malè rive m' yo gen pou yo wont. Yo p'ap konn sa pou yo fè.
