Psalms 80
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “The Lilies of the Covenant.” A Psalm by Asaph. Hear us, Shepherd of Israel, you who lead Joseph like a flock, you who sit above the cherubim, shine out.
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se pou yo chante l' sou menm lè ak chante ki di: Bèl ti flè savann blan yo. Se pou yo jwe mizik la sou enstriman akòd. Se yon sòm Asaf. Ou menm ki gadò pèp Izrayèl la, ou menm k'ap mennen pitit pitit Jozèf yo tankou bann mouton ou, panche zòrèy ou pou koute nou. Ou menm ki chita sou fotèy ou anwo zanj cheriben yo, parèt nan mitan gwo limyè ou la.
2 Before Ephraim, Benjamin, and Manasseh, stir up your might! Come to save us!
Fè pitit Efrayim, pitit Benjamen ansanm ak pitit Manase yo wè jan ou gen pouvwa. vin delivre nou.
3 Turn us again, God. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.
Bondye, mete nou sou pye nou ankò! Fè nou santi ou la avèk nou, epi n'a delivre.
4 Yahweh God of Armies, how long will you be angry against the prayer of your people?
Seyè, Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa a, jouk kilè w'a rete fache sou pèp ou k'ap lapriyè nan pye ou?
5 You have fed them with the bread of tears, and given them tears to drink in large measure.
Ou ba yo dlo k'ap koule sot nan je yo pou sèvi yo manje. Ou ba yo gwo gode plen dlo k'ap soti nan je yo pou yo bwè.
6 You make us a source of contention to our neighbors. Our enemies laugh among themselves.
Ou kite nasyon ki bò kote nou yo ap goumen yonn ak lòt poutèt nou. Ou kite lènmi nou yo ap pase nou nan rizib.
7 Turn us again, God of Armies. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.
Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa, mete nou sou pye nou ankò. Fè nou santi ou la avèk nou, epi n'a delivre.
8 You brought a vine out of Egypt. You drove out the nations, and planted it.
Ou rache yon pye rezen nan peyi Lejip, ou mete anpil nasyon deyò, ou plante l' nan plas yo.
9 You cleared the ground for it. It took deep root, and filled the land.
Ou pare yon moso tè kote pou l' te grandi. Li pouse gwo rasin byen fon, branch li yo kouvri tout peyi a.
10 The mountains were covered with its shadow. Its boughs were like God’s cedars.
Lonbraj li te kouvri tout mòn yo, branch li yo kouvri tout gwo pye sèd yo.
11 It sent out its branches to the sea, its shoots to the River.
Branch li yo rive jouk bò lanmè Mediterane, jouk bò larivyè Lefrat.
12 Why have you broken down its walls, so that all those who pass by the way pluck it?
Poukisa ou lage lantouraj li yo atè konsa, kifè koulye a nenpòt moun k'ap pase vin vòlè rezen li yo?
13 The boar out of the wood ravages it. The wild animals of the field feed on it.
Kochon mawon fin raboure rasin li yo, bèt nan bwa ap manje tout fèy li yo.
14 Turn again, we beg you, God of Armies. Look down from heaven, and see, and visit this vine,
Bondye, ou menm ki gen tout pouvwa, tounen vin jwenn nou non! Kote ou ye nan syèl la, gade sak rive nou! Pran ka pye rezen ou lan non!
15 the stock which your right hand planted, the branch that you made strong for yourself.
vin sove pye rezen ou menm ou te plante a, ti pye rezen ou fè tounen yon gwo pyebwa a.
16 It’s burned with fire. It’s cut down. They perish at your rebuke.
Lènmi nou yo mete dife ladan l', yo koupe tout branch li yo. Fè kòlè! Annik gade yo, y'a peri!
17 Let your hand be on the man of your right hand, on the son of man whom you made strong for yourself.
Pwoteje peyi ou te fè tounen yon gwo peyi a! Pwoteje pèp ou te chwazi a!
18 So we will not turn away from you. Revive us, and we will call on your name.
Nou p'ap janm vire do ba ou ankò! Ban nou lavi ankò! N'a fè lwanj ou!
19 Turn us again, Yahweh God of Armies. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.
Bondye ki gen tout pouvwa a, mete nou sou pye nou ankò! Fè nou santi ou la avèk nou, epi n'a delivre!
