Sòm 144
1 Se yon sòm David. Lwanj pou Bondye! Se li ki pwoteksyon mwen, se li ki moutre m' jan pou m' goumen, se li ki pare m' pou m' al nan batay.
Of David. Blessed be the LORD, my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
2 Se sou li mwen konte, se li ki tout defans mwen. Se li ki sèvi m' ranpa, se li ki tout delivrans mwen, Se li ki pwoteksyon mwen, se anba zèl li mwen kache. Se li ki fè pèp li soumèt devan mwen.
He is my steadfast love and my fortress, my stronghold and my deliverer. He is my shield, in whom I take refuge, who subdues peoples under me.
3 Seyè, kisa moun ye pou w'ap fè tèt ou travay pou yo konsa? Kisa yo ye menm pou ou pran ka yo?
O LORD, what is man, that You regard him, the son of man that You think of him?
4 Moun tankou lafimen. Lavi yo tankou nwaj k'ap pase.
Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.
5 Seyè, bese syèl la, desann. Manyen mòn yo, fè yo fè lafimen.
Part Your heavens, O LORD, and come down; touch the mountains, that they may smoke.
6 Voye flèch ou yo. Fè lènmi m' yo gaye. Fè yo kouri ak kout zèklè.
Flash forth Your lightning and scatter them; shoot Your arrows and rout them.
7 Rete nan syèl la, lonje men ou pran m'. Rale m' soti nan mitan gwo dlo yo. Delivre m' anba men moun lòt nasyon yo.
Reach down from on high; set me free and rescue me from the deep waters, from the grasp of foreigners,
8 Bonjou yo pa laverite. Menm lè y'ap sèmante, se manti y'ap fè.
whose mouths speak falsehood, whose right hands are deceitful.
9 M'ap chante yon kantik tou nèf pou ou, Bondye. M'ap chante, m'ap jwe gita pou ou.
I will sing to You a new song, O God; on a harp of ten strings I will make music to You—
10 Se ou menm ki fè wa yo genyen nan lagè. Se ou ki delivre David, sèvitè ou la.
to Him who gives victory to kings, who frees His servant David from the deadly sword.
11 Delivre m' anba bann mechan sa yo ki soti pou touye m', delivre m' anba men moun lòt nasyon yo. Bonjou yo pa laverite. Menm lè y'ap sèmante, se manti y'ap fè.
Set me free and rescue me from the grasp of foreigners, whose mouths speak falsehood, whose right hands are deceitful.
12 Se pou pitit gason nou yo tankou jenn plant k'ap pouse. Se pou pitit fi nou yo tankou bèl poto byen travay ki nan tout kwen tanp lan.
Then our sons will be like plants nurtured in their youth, our daughters like corner pillars carved to adorn a palace.
13 Se pou galata nou yo plen manje tout kalite, se pou mouton ki nan savann nou yo fè anpil anpil pitit.
Our storehouses will be full, supplying all manner of produce; our flocks will bring forth thousands, tens of thousands in our fields.
14 Se pou bèf nou yo toujou bay rapò, san yo pa fè avòtman, ni pèt. Se pou lènmi pa anvayi peyi a. Pa kite yo depòte nou. Se pou pa gen okenn rèl nan lari nou yo.
Our oxen will bear great loads. There will be no breach in the walls, no going into captivity, and no cry of lament in our streets.
15 Ala bon sa bon lè sa mache konsa pou pèp la! Ala bon sa bon pou yon pèp ki gen Seyè a pou Bondye li!
Blessed are the people of whom this is so; blessed are the people whose God is the LORD.
