Sòm 141
1 Se yon sòm David. Seyè, m'ap rele ou, prese vin kote m' non! Panche zòrèy ou pou tande lè m'ap rele nan pye ou!
“A psalm of David.” O Lord, I call thee, hasten unto me: give ear unto my voice, when I call unto thee.
2 Se pou lapriyè m' moute devan ou tankou lansan y'ap boule pou ou a! Wi, se pou lè m' leve men m' pou m' lapriyè, se tankou ofrann yo fè pou ou chak swa a.
May my prayer be valued as incense before thee, the lifting up of my hands, as the evening offering.
3 Seyè, mete yon mò nan bouch mwen. Veye pawòl k'ap soti nan bouch mwen!
Set, O Lord, a watch unto my mouth: keep a guard at the door of my lips.
4 Pa kite move lide pran tèt mwen. Pa kite m' mete tèt ansanm ak mechan yo nan mechanste yo. Pa kite m' patisipe nan fèt yo!
Permit not my heart to incline after any evil thing, to practise deeds in wickedness with men that are doers of wrong: and let me not eat of their dainties.
5 Ou mèt kite yon moun ki mache dwat pini m'. Ou mèt kite yon moun k'ap sèvi ou rale zòrèy mwen. Men, pa kite m' patisipe nan okenn fèt mechan yo. Paske, lè m'ap lapriyè, m'ap toujou denonse sa y'ap fè ki mal.
If the righteous strike me, it is a kindness; and if he reprove me, it is [as] oil poured on the head, my head shall not refuse it; for yet my prayer also [is offered] in their sufferings.
6 Se pou yo pran chèf mechan yo, jete yo anba nan falèz. Lè sa a, y'a rekonèt pawòl mwen se verite.
Are their judges fallen down through means of a rock: then will they listen to my words; for they are pleasant.
7 Tankou lè y'ap fann bwa pou fè l' fè ti moso, se konsa zosman nou yo pral gaye devan bouch twou kote mò yo ye a. (Sheol h7585)
As when one cutteth in and splitteth open the earth: so are our bones scattered for the mouth of the grave. (Sheol h7585)
8 Men, Seyè, Bondye, se sou ou m'ap gade. Se bò kote ou m'ap chache pwoteksyon. Tanpri, pa kite m' san sekou!
For unto thee, O Eternal Lord, are my eyes directed; in thee do I trust: pour not out my life.
9 Pa kite m' pran nan pèlen yo tann pou mwen, nan pèlen moun k'ap fè mal yo.
Guard me from the power of the snare which they have laid for me, and the traps of the wrong-doers.
10 Se pou mechan yo pran nan pèlen y'ap pare pou lòt moun, epi mwen menm, pou m' fè chemen mwen!
Let the wicked fall into their own nets, altogether—while I pass safely by.
