Sòm 142

1 Chante David te chante lè li te kache nan gwo twou wòch la. Se yon lapriyè. M'ap louvri bouch mwen, m'ap rele Seyè a. M'ap louvri bouch mwen, m'ap kriye nan pye Seyè a.

Of understanding for David. A prayer when he was in the cave. I cried to the Lord with my voice: with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.

2 M'ap louvri kè m' bay Bondye, m'ap rakonte l' mizè mwen.

In his sight I pour out my prayer, and before him I declare my trouble:

3 Lè m' santi mwen pa kapab ankò, ou menm, ou konnen sa pou m' fè. Sou chemen kote m'ap pase a yo tann yon pèlen pou mwen.

When my spirit failed me, then thou newest my paths.

4 Voye je ou toupatou, gade byen! Tout moun pran pòz pa konnen m'. Pa gen yon moun pou pwoteje m'. Pa gen yon moun pou pran ka m'.

I looked on my right hand, and beheld, and there was no one that would know me. Flight hath failed me: and there is no one that hath regard to my soul.

5 Mwen kriye nan pye ou, Seyè! Mwen di: Se ou menm ki tout pwoteksyon mwen. Se ou menm ki tout mwen nan lavi sa a.

I cried to thee, O Lord: I said: Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

6 Panche zòrèy ou, koute sa m'ap di ou! Mwen fin dekouraje. Delivre m' anba men moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo, paske yo pi fò pase m'.

Attend to my supplication: for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

7 Wete m' nan prizon sa a pou m' ka di ou mèsi. Lè sa a, m'a kanpe nan mitan moun ki mache dwat devan ou yo, paske ou te bon pou mwen.

Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the just wait for me, until thou reward me.