Psalms 69
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Lilies.” By David. Save me, God, for the waters have come up to my neck!
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se pou yo chante l' sou menm lè ak chante ki di: Bèl flè savann blan yo. Se yon sòm David. Delivre m' non, Bondye. Dlo prèt pou neye mwen.
2 I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.
M'ap desann nan fon yon ma labou. Mwen pa ka pran pye. Mwen nan yon gwo basen byen fon. Dlo prèt pou kouvri tèt mwen.
3 I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.
Mwen bouke rele, mwen pa kapab ankò. Gòj mwen ap fè mwen mal. Je m' yo ap boule m' sitèlman m'ap veye tann sekou Bondye mwen an.
4 Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn’t take away.
Gen yon bann moun ki rayi m' san m' pa fè yo anyen. Yo pi plis pase cheve nan tèt mwen. Gen yon seri moun ki rete konsa yo fè m' lènmi, yo pi fò pase m', y'ap chache touye mwen. Yo fè m' renmèt sa m' pa pran.
5 God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren’t hidden from you.
Bondye, mwen pa kapab kache peche m' yo devan ou. Ou konnen jan m' te aji tankou moun fou.
6 Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord Yahweh of Armies. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, God of Israel.
Seyè, Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa a, pa kite m' tounen yon wont pou moun ki mete konfyans yo nan ou. Ou menm ki Bondye pèp Izrayèl la, pa kite m' fè moun k'ap sèvi ou yo wont.
7 Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.
Se poutèt ou y'ap joure m' konsa. Wi, se poutèt ou lawont fè m' kache figi m'.
8 I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.
Mwen tounen yon etranje pou pwòp frè m' yo, yon moun deyò pou pwòp pitit manman m' yo.
9 For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.
Mwen sitèlman renmen kay ou a, sa fè m' santi se tankou yon dife k'ap boule tout anndan mwen. Tout joure y'ap joure ou yo, se tankou si se mwen menm menm yo t'ap joure.
10 When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.
Mwen nan gwo lapenn, mwen rete san manje. Se poutèt sa wi y'ap joure m' konsa.
11 When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.
Si m' mete yon rad sak sou mwen pou m' mande ou padon, y'ap pase m' nan rizib.
12 Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.
Yo chita bò pòtay lavil la, y'ap pale sou mwen, bwèsonyè yo ap fè chante sou mwen.
13 But as for me, my prayer is to you, Yahweh, in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.
Men mwen menm, se ou menm m'ap toujou lapriyè. Reponn mwen, Bondye, lè w'a wè l' nesesè, paske ou gen bon kè, paske w'ap toujou pote m' sekou.
14 Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.
Wete m' nan ma labou sa a. Pa kite m' desann pi fon ladan li. Delivre m' anba lènmi m' yo. Wete m' nan gwo basen byen fon an.
15 Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.
Pa kite dlo yo kouvri tèt mwen ankò. Pa kite m' neye nan gwo lantonwa a. Pa kite bouch twou a fèmen sou mwen.
16 Answer me, Yahweh, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.
Reponn mwen, Seyè, paske ou p'ap janm sispann renmen m'. Voye je ou gade mwen, paske ou gen kè sansib.
17 Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!
Pa vire do ou bay sèvitè ou. Prese vin reponn mwen, paske mwen nan gwo traka.
18 Draw near to my soul and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.
vin jwenn mwen, vin delivre mwen. Wete m' nan men lènmi mwen yo.
19 You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.
Ou konnen jan y'ap joure mwen, jan y'ap fè m' wont, jan y'ap trennen m' nan labou. Ou wè tout moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo.
20 Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.
Yo di m' gwomo jouk yo kraze kouraj mwen. Mwen santi se mouri m'ap mouri. Mwen te kwè ta gen moun ki ta gen pitye pou mwen, men pesonn pa vini. Mwen te kwè ta gen moun ki ta vin konsole m', pesonn pa parèt.
21 They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.
Yo mete pwazon nan manje mwen. Lè m' mande dlo pou m' bwè, se vinèg yo ban mwen.
22 Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.
Se pou resepsyon y'ap fè yo tounen yon pèlen pou yo. Lè yo konprann zafè yo pi bon, se lè sa a pou malè tonbe sou yo.
23 Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.
Se pou je yo bouche pou yo pa wè menm! Kase ren yo pou yo pa ka kanpe dwat ankò!
24 Pour out your indignation on them. Let the fierceness of your anger overtake them.
Mete ou an kòlè sou yo! Fè yo santi jan ou fache sou yo!
25 Let their habitation be desolate. Let no one dwell in their tents.
Se pou kay yo rete san moun. Se pou pa gen yon moun lakay yo ki rete vivan ankò.
26 For they persecute him whom you have wounded. They tell of the sorrow of those whom you have hurt.
Paske yo te pèsekite moun ou t'ap pini an. Y'ap pwonmennen rakonte soufrans moun ou blese a.
27 Charge them with crime upon crime. Don’t let them come into your righteousness.
Kite yo mete sou sa yo fè deja. Se pou ou san pitye pou yo.
28 Let them be blotted out of the book of life, and not be written with the righteous.
Efase non yo nan liv ki gen non moun ki gen lavi a. Pa mete non yo ak non moun k'ap sèvi ou yo.
29 But I am in pain and distress. Let your salvation, God, protect me.
Mwen nan gwo lapenn, m'ap soufri. Bondye, pote m' sekou. Mete m' sou de pye m' ankò.
30 I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving.
M'a chante pou Bondye, m'a fè lwanj li. M'a di l' mèsi, m'a fè konnen jan li gen pouvwa.
31 It will please Yahweh better than an ox, or a bull that has horns and hoofs.
Sa va fè Seyè a plezi pi plis pase si m' ta ofri l' yon bèf, pase si m' ta ba li yon jenn towo bèf ki fin fè kòn.
32 The humble have seen it, and are glad. You who seek after God, let your heart live.
Lè malere yo va wè sa, y'a kontan. Se va yon gwo ankourajman pou moun k'ap sèvi Bondye yo.
33 For Yahweh hears the needy, and doesn’t despise his captive people.
Seyè a koute lè pòv yo ap lapriyè nan pye l'. Li pa bliye moun pa l' yo lè yo nan prizon.
34 Let heaven and earth praise him; the seas, and everything that moves therein!
Se pou syèl la ansanm ak latè a, lanmè a ansanm ak tout sa ki ladan li fè lwanj Bondye.
35 For God will save Zion, and build the cities of Judah. They shall settle there, and own it.
L'a delivre peyi Siyon. L'a rebati lavil peyi Jida yo. Pèp li va bati kay yo la ankò. Y'a pran tè a pou yo.
36 The children also of his servants shall inherit it. Those who love his name shall dwell therein.
Pitit pitit sèvitè l' yo va eritye peyi a. Se la moun ki renmen l' yo va viv.
