< Psalms 40 >

1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. I waited patiently for the LORD. He turned to me, and heard my cry.
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se yon sòm David. Mwen te mete tout espwa m' nan Seyè a. Li te panche zòrèy li bò kote m', li te tande m' lè m' t'ap rele.
2 He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay. He set my feet on a rock, and gave me a firm place to stand.
Li rale m' soti nan twou kote m' t'ap peri a, nan gwo ma labou a. Li mete m' sou gwo wòch la, li fè m' kanpe dwat ankò.
3 He has put a new song in my mouth, even praise to our God. Many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the LORD.
Li mete yon chante tou nèf nan bouch mwen, yon chante pou m' fè lwanj Bondye nou an. Anpil moun, lè yo wè sa, yo pral pè, y'a mete konfyans yo nan Seyè a.
4 Blessed is the man who makes the LORD his trust, and doesn’t respect the proud, nor such as turn away to lies.
Ala bon sa bon pou moun ki mete konfyans yo nan Seyè a, pou moun ki p'ap swiv ni moun k'ap fè awogans yo ni moun k'ap bay manti yo!
5 Many, LORD, my God, are the wonderful works which you have done, and your thoughts which are towards us. They can’t be declared back to you. If I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be counted.
Seyè, Bondye mwen, ou te fè anpil bèl mèvèy pou nou, ou te fè anpil lide pou nou. Pa gen tankou ou, Seyè! Mwen ta renmen fè moun konnen yo, mwen ta renmen pale sou yo. Men, yo sitèlman anpil, mwen pa ka rakonte yo.
6 Sacrifice and offering you didn’t desire. You have opened my ears. You have not required burnt offering and sin offering.
Ou pa bezwen yo fè okenn ofrann bèt pou boule pou ou, ni pou yo fè ou kado anyen. Men, ou louvri zòrèy mwen yo. Ou pa mande pou yo boule okenn vyann bèt pou ou, ni pou yo touye bèt pou wete peche.
7 Then I said, “Behold, I have come. It is written about me in the book in the scroll.
Lè sa a mwen di: -Men mwen, mwen vini, jan sa ekri sou mwen nan liv la.
8 I delight to do your will, my God. Yes, your Torah is within my heart.”
Bondye mwen, mwen pran plezi m' nan fè sa ou vle m' fè. Wi, mwen kenbe lalwa ou nan fon kè m'
9 I have proclaimed glad news of righteousness in the great assembly. Behold, I will not seal my lips, LORD, you know.
Seyè, lè tout pèp Bondye a te reyini, mwen te fè yo konnen jan ou fè nou gras. Wi, ou konn sa, mwen p'ap rete ak bouch mwen fèmen.
10 I have not hidden your righteousness within my heart. I have declared your faithfulness and your salvation. I have not concealed your loving kindness and your truth from the great assembly.
Mwen pa t' manke pa di jan ou fè nou gras, jan ou bay moun sekou. Nan mitan tout pèp Bondye a, lè yo reyini, mwen pa t' manke pa di jan ou renmen nou, jan ou toujou kenbe pawòl ou.
11 Don’t withhold your tender mercies from me, LORD. Let your loving kindness and your truth continually preserve me.
Seyè, ou pa janm sispann gen pitye pou mwen. W'ap toujou pwoteje m', paske ou renmen m'. Ou p'ap janm lage m'.
12 For innumerable evils have surrounded me. My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up. They are more than the hairs of my head. My heart has failed me.
Kote m' vire, malè tonbe sou mwen. Mwen pa ka konte yo. Peche m' yo twòp pou mwen. Mwen pa k'ap sipòte yo. Yo pi plis pase cheve nan tèt mwen. Mwen pèdi tout kouraj mwen.
13 Be pleased, LORD, to deliver me. Hurry to help me, LORD.
Seyè, tanpri, delivre m' non! Prese vin pote m' sekou, Seyè.
14 Let them be disappointed and confounded together who seek after my soul to destroy it. Let them be turned backward and brought to dishonour who delight in my hurt.
Moun k'ap chache touye m' yo, se pou yo tout wont, se pou yo pa ka leve tèt yo. Moun ki anvi wè malè rive mwen, se pou yo renka kò yo, se pou yo wont.
15 Let them be desolate by reason of their shame that tell me, “Aha! Aha!”
Moun k'ap lonje dwèt sou mwen yo, se pou sezisman pran yo tèlman yo wont.
16 Let all those who seek you rejoice and be glad in you. Let such as love your salvation say continually, “Let the LORD be exalted!”
Men, tout moun ki vin jwenn ou, se pou yo kontan, se pou yo fè fèt. Tout moun ki renmen jan ou delivre yo a, se tout tan pou yo di: -Seyè a gen gwo pouvwa!
17 But I am poor and needy. May the Lord think about me. You are my help and my deliverer. Don’t delay, my God.
Pou mwen menm, se yon pòv malere san sekou mwen ye. Men ou menm ki mèt mwen, pa bliye m'. Se ou ki tout sekou mwen, se ou ki tout delivrans mwen. Bondye mwen, pa mize!

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