Psalms 84
1 To the Chief Musician. On "the Gittith." For the Sons of Korah. A Melody. How lovely are thy habitations, O Yahweh of hosts!
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se sou lè yon chante yo chante lè y'ap kraze rezen. Se yon sòm pitit Kore yo. Ala bèl kay ou a bèl, Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa!
2 My soul, longeth—yea even languisheth—for the courts of Yahweh, —My heart and my flesh, shout aloud for a Living GOD.
Jan mwen anvi wè kay Seyè a sa! M'ap deperi sitèlman m' anvi al lakay Seyè a. M'ap chante, m'ap fè fèt pou Bondye vivan an.
3 Even the sparrow, hath found a home, And, the swallow, a nest for herself, where she hath laid her young, Thine altars, O Yahweh of hosts, My king and my God!
Menm ti zwezo jwenn kote pou yo rete, menm iwondèl jwenn nich pou mete pitit yo: Se toupre lotèl ou yo, Seyè ki gen tout pouvwa, ou menm ki Bondye mwen, ou menm ki wa mwen!
4 How happy are they who abide in thy house, —Still are they praising thee. (Selah)
Ala bon sa bon pou moun k'ap viv lakay ou yo! Yo toujou ap fè lwanj ou.
5 How happy the men whose strength is in thee, Festive processions are in their heart.
Ala bon sa bon pou moun ki mete konfyans yo nan ou, pou moun ki fè lide ale sou Mòn Siyon an!
6 Passing through the balsam-vale, A place of fountains, they make it, Yea, with blessings, is it covered by the early rain.
Lè y'ap pase nan mitan Fon Sèk la, yo fè l' tounen yon kote ki plen sous dlo. Anvan yon ti lapli tonbe, tout jaden bèl.
7 They go from strength to strength, Each one appeareth before God in Zion.
Plis y'ap mache, se plis y'ap gen fòs. Yo gen pou yo parèt devan Bondye sou mòn Siyon an.
8 O Yahweh, God of hosts, hear thou my prayer, —Give hear, thou God of Jacob. (Selah)
Seyè, Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa a, koute lapriyè mwen. Bondye Jakòb la, panche zòrèy ou pou tande m'.
9 Our Shield, behold thou, O God, And look upon the face of thine Anointed One.
Bondye, ou menm ki tout pwoteksyon nou, voye benediksyon ou sou wa ou te chwazi pou nou an!
10 For better is a day in thy courts, than a thousand, I choose rather to stand at the threshold in the house of my God, Than to dwell in the tents of lawlessness.
Yon jou pase anndan lakay ou pi bon pase mil jou pase nenpòt lòt kote. Mwen ta pito rete kanpe nan papòt kay Bondye a pase pou m' ta rete anndan kay mechan yo.
11 For, a sun and shield, is Yahweh God, —Grace and glory, will Yahweh give, He will not withhold what is good, from them who walk without blame.
Paske, se Seyè a ki tout defans mwen, se li menm k'ap pwoteje nou. L'ap ban nou favè li, l'ap fè yo respekte nou. Lè yon moun ap mennen yon vi ki san repwòch, Bondye p'ap janm refize l' okenn bon bagay.
12 O Yahweh of hosts! How happy the man who trusteth in thee!
Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa, ala bon sa bon pou moun ki mete konfyans yo nan ou!
