Psalms 64
1 For the chief musician. A psalm of David. Hear my voice, God, listen to my complaint; preserve my life from fear of my enemies.
Pou direktè koral la. Yon Sòm David. Tande vwa m, O Bondye nan plent mwen an. Konsève lavi m kont laperèz lènmi an.
2 Hide me from the secret plotting of evildoers, from the commotion of the doers of iniquity.
Pwoteje m kont konsèy sekrè a malfektè yo, kont boulvèsman a (sila) ki fè mechanste yo.
3 They have sharpened their tongues like swords; they have aimed their arrows, bitter words,
Ki te file lang yo tankou nepe. Yo te pwente flèch pawòl anmè yo,
4 so that they may shoot from secret places at someone who is innocent; suddenly they shoot at him and fear nothing.
pou tire an kachèt sou (sila) ki inosan yo. Sibitman yo tire sou li, san lakrent.
5 They encourage themselves in an evil plan; they consult privately together in order to set traps; they say, “Who will see us?”
Yo kenbe fèm a pwòp desen mechan yo. Yo pale sou pyèj ke y ap fòme an sekrè yo. Yo di: “Se kilès ki kab wè yo?”
6 They invent sinful plans; “We have finished,” they say, “a careful plan.” The inner thoughts and hearts of man are deep.
Yo fè manèv pou enjistis e di: “Nou prè pou yon konplo byen fòme”. Paske panse lenteryè a moun se byen fon.
7 But God will shoot them; suddenly they will be wounded with his arrows.
Men Bondye va tire sou yo avèk yon flèch. Sibitman, yo va blese.
8 They will be made to stumble, since their own tongues are against them; all who see them will wag their heads.
Konsa, yo va chape tonbe. Pwòp lang pa yo va kont yo. Tout moun ki wè yo va souke tèt yo.
9 All people will fear and will declare God's deeds. They will wisely think about what he has done.
Nan moman sa a, tout moun va krent. Konsa, yo va deklare zèv Bondye yo. Ak sajès yo va konsidere sa Li te fè a.
10 The righteous will be glad about Yahweh and will take refuge in him; all the upright in heart will take pride in him.
Nonm ladwati a va kontan nan SENYÈ a! Yo va pran refij nan Li, epi tout moun dwat yo va fè kè kontan.
