Psalms 9
1 To the Chief Musician. On "Muthlabben." A Melody of David. I will praise Yahweh with all my heart, I will recount all thy wonderful doings:
Pou direktè koral la; Yon sòm David Mwen va bay remèsiman a SENYÈ a ak tout kè m; Mwen va pale tout mèvèy Ou yo.
2 I will rejoice and exult in thee, I will praise in song, thy Name, O most High.
Mwen va fè kè kontan e rejwi nan Ou; Mwen va chante lwanj non Ou, O Pi Wo a.
3 When mine enemies turned back, they stumbled and perished from before thee;
Lè lènmi m yo vire fè bak, yo tonbe e peri devan Ou.
4 For thou hast executed my right and my cause, Thou hast sat on the throne, judging righteously:
Paske Ou te bay soutyen a dwa m, avèk koz mwen ki jis; Ou chita sou twòn Ou e fè jijman avèk ladwati.
5 Thou hast rebuked the nations, Thou hast destroyed the lawless one, Their name, hast thou wiped out, to times age-abiding and beyond.
Ou te fè chatiman nasyon yo; Ou te detwi mechan yo; Ou te efase non yo jis pou tout tan e pou tout tan.
6 O enemy! complete are the desolations, evermore, —even cities, hast thou uprooted, The memory of, them, hath perished.
Lènmi an te rive a nan fen, e li te kraze nèt. Ou te dechouke vil yo, jiskaske memwa a yo vin disparèt.
7 But, Yahweh, unto times age-abiding, will sit, Ready for judgment, is his throne;
Men SENYÈ a la jis pou tout tan; Li te etabli twòn Li pou jijman.
8 And, he, will judge the world in righteousness, He will minister judgment to peoples, in uprightness.
Li va jije mond lan avèk ladwati; Li va rann jijman pou pèp yo avèk jistis.
9 Thus be Yahweh a refuge for the crushed one, a refuge for times of destitution:
SENYÈ a va osi yon sitadèl pou (sila) ki oprime yo; yon sitadèl nan tan twoub la.
10 Thus let them who know thy Name, put confidence in thee, that thou hast not forsaken the searchers for thee, O Yahweh.
(Sila) ki konnen non Ou yo, va mete konfyans yo nan Ou, paske Ou menm, SENYÈ, pa janm abandone (sila) ki mete konfyans nan Ou yo.
11 Sing ye praise to Yahweh, who is seated in Zion, Tell among the peoples his doings.
Chante lwanj a SENYÈ a, ki rete nan Sion; deklare pami pèp yo zèv Li yo.
12 When he was making inquisition for blood, of them, had he remembrance, he forgat not the outcry of the oppressed.
Paske (Sila) ki egzije san an sonje yo; Li pa janm bliye kri a (sila) ki oprime yo.
13 Show me favour, O Yahweh! Behold my humiliation due to them who hate me, Lift me on high out of the gates of death;
Fè m gras, O SENYÈ; gade byen soufrans mwen akoz (sila) ki rayi mwen yo, e fè m leve soti nan pòtay lanmò yo,
14 That I may recount all thy praises, In the gates of the daughter of Zion, may exult in thy salvation.
pou m kab pale tout lwanj a Ou menm. Konsa, nan pòtay a fi Sion yo, mwen kapab rejwi nan delivrans Ou.
15 The nations, have sunk, in the pit they had made, In the net which they had hidden, is caught their own foot.
Nasyon yo fin fonse kole nan twou fòs yo te fè a; nan pèlen yo te fè, pwòp pye yo vin kole ladann.
16 To be known is Yahweh, by the sentence he hath executed, By the doing of his own hands, is he about to strike down the lawless one. [Resounding music. (Selah)
Senyè a te leve tèt Li pou yo wè; Li te rann jijman an. Nan zèv a pwòp men Li, mechan an kole nan pwòp pèlen li. Tan
Mechan yo va retounen nan sejou lanmò a; menm tout nasyon ki bliye Bondye yo. (Sheol h7585)
18 For, not always, shall the needy, be forgotten, —[nor, ] the hope of the oppressed, perish for ever.
Paske malere yo p ap bliye jis pou tout tan, ni espwa a aflije yo p ap peri pou tout tan.
19 Rise! Yahweh! let man not prevail, let the nations be judged before thee.
Leve, O SENYÈ, pa kite lòm vin genyen; kite nasyon yo jije devan Ou.
20 Appoint, O Yahweh, a terror for them, —Let the nations know [that] they are men. (Selah)
Bay yo lakrent, O SENYÈ; fè nasyon yo konnen ke se sèlman lòm yo ye. Tan
