< 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 by David.] YHWH, I have called on you. Come to me quickly. Listen to my voice when I call to you.
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.
Let my prayer be set before you like incense; the lifting up of my hands like the evening sacrifice.
3 Seyè, mete yon mò nan bouch mwen. Veye pawòl k'ap soti nan bouch mwen!
Set a watch, YHWH, before my mouth. Keep 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!
Do not incline my heart to any evil thing, to practice deeds of wickedness with men who work iniquity. Do not let me eat of their delicacies.
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.
Let the righteous strike me, it is kindness; let him reprove me, it is like oil on the head; do not let my head refuse it; Yet my prayer is always against evil deeds.
6 Se pou yo pran chèf mechan yo, jete yo anba nan falèz. Lè sa a, y'a rekonèt pawòl mwen se verite.
Their judges are thrown down by the sides of the rock. They will hear my words, for they are well spoken.
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 plows and breaks up the earth, our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol." (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 my eyes are on you, YHWH. In you, I take refuge. Do not leave my soul destitute.
9 Pa kite m' pran nan pèlen yo tann pou mwen, nan pèlen moun k'ap fè mal yo.
Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, from the traps of evildoers.
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 together into their own nets, while I pass by.

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