Sòm 11

1 Pou chèf sanba yo. Se yon sòm David. Se bò kote Seyè a m'ap chache pwoteksyon. Ki jan nou ka fè di m': Kouri al kache kò ou nan mòn tankou zwazo,

To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. In the Lord put I my trust: howe say yee then to my soule, Flee to your mountaine as a birde?

2 paske mechan yo pare banza yo, y'ap vize ak flèch yo pou yo tire nan fènwa sou moun k'ap mache dwat yo?

For loe, the wicked bende their bowe, and make readie their arrowes vpon the string, that they may secretly shoote at them, which are vpright in heart.

3 Pa gen anyen yon bon moun ka fè, lè tout bagay tèt anba.

For the foundations are cast downe: what hath the righteous done?

4 Seyè a nan kay ki apa pou li a, li gen fotèy li nan syèl la. L'ap gade lèzòm: li konnen sa y'ap fè.

The Lord is in his holy palace: the Lordes throne is in the heauen: his eyes wil consider: his eye lids will try the children of men.

5 Kit yo bon, kit yo mechan, Bondye ap gade sa y'ap fè. li pa vle wè moun k'ap fè mechanste.

The Lord will try the righteous: but the wicked and him that loueth iniquitie, doeth his soule hate.

6 Li voye chabon dife ak souf cho sou mechan yo tankou lapli. Li soufle yon van cho kou dife sou yo. Se sa yo tout yo merite.

Vpon the wicked he shall raine snares, fire, and brimstone, and stormie tempest: this is the porcion of their cup.

7 Seyè a pa nan patipri, li renmen lè moun fè bagay ki byen. Moun ki mache dwat yo va parèt devan li.

For the righteous Lord loueth righteousnes: his countenance doeth beholde the iust.