Psalms 58
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A poem by David. Do you indeed speak righteousness, silent ones? Do you judge blamelessly, you sons of men?
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se pou yo chante sou lè chante ki di: Pa detwi. Se yon chante David. Nou menm ki reprezante Bondye, èske nou rann jistis la tout bon vre? Nou menm lèzòm, èske nou jije san patipri?
2 No, in your heart you plot injustice. You measure out the violence of your hands in the earth.
Non! Okontrè! Se move lide ase ki nan kè nou. N'ap plede fè mechanste nan tout peyi a.
3 The wicked go astray from the womb. They are wayward as soon as they are born, speaking lies.
Malveyan yo pèvèti depi nan vant manman yo. Moun k'ap bay manti yo gen madichon depi yo fèt.
4 Their poison is like the poison of a snake, like a deaf cobra that stops its ear,
Yo gen yon pwazon nan bouch yo, tankou pwazon sèpan. Yo pa pran priyè, yo tankou sèpan aspik,
5 which doesn’t listen to the voice of charmers, no matter how skillful the charmer may be.
ki fèmen zòrèy yo pou yo pa tande vwa moun k'ap chante pou fè yo dòmi, menm lè moun yo gen bèl bèl vwa.
6 Break their teeth, God, in their mouth. Break out the great teeth of the young lions, LORD.
Bondye, tanpri, kase dan nan bouch yo! Kase kwòk dan jenn lyon yo, Seyè!
7 Let them vanish like water that flows away. When they draw the bow, let their arrows be made blunt.
Se pou yo disparèt tankou dlo lavalas k'ap koule desann. Se pou moun kraze yo anba pye tankou zèb sou granchemen.
8 Let them be like a snail which melts and passes away, like the stillborn child, who has not seen the sun.
Se pou yo fonn tankou mantèg nan solèy. Se pou yo pa janm wè solèy tankou tibebe ki fèt tou mouri.
9 Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns, he will sweep away the green and the burning alike.
Anvan menm yo konnen sa k'ap rive yo, se pou yo boule tankou raje. Bondye ap fè kòlè, l'ap rache yo pandan yo tou vivan.
10 The righteous shall rejoice when he sees the vengeance. He shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked,
Moun ki mache dwat devan Bondye gen pou yo kontan lè yo wè jan yo pini mechan yo. Y'a lave pye yo nan san mechan yo.
11 so that men shall say, “Most certainly there is a reward for the righteous. Most certainly there is a God who judges the earth.”
Lè sa a, moun va di: -Wi, sa vo lapenn pou moun mache dwat devan Bondye. Wi, gen yon Bondye k'ap jije moun sou latè.
