Sòm 30

1 Kantik pou fèt Benediksyon Tanp lan. Se yon sòm David. M'ap fè lwanj ou, Seyè, paske ou mete m' sou de pye m' ankò, paske ou pa bay lènmi m' yo chans pou yo pase m' nan rizib.

I will extol thee, O Yhwh; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.

2 Seyè, Bondye mwen, mwen rele nan pye ou, epi ou geri mwen.

O Yhwh my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

3 Ou rale m' soti nan bouch twou a. Ou ban m' lavi ankò, ou pa kite m' mouri. (Sheol h7585)

O Yhwh, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Nou tout ki renmen Seyè a, fè lwanj li! Chonje sa l' te fè. Li pa tankou tout moun. Di l' mèsi.

Sing unto Yhwh, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.

5 Paske, lè li ankòlè, se pou yon ti tan. Men, li ban nou favè l' pou tout tan n'ap viv. Lannwit nou kriye, Kou l' jou, kè nou kontan.

For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.

6 Mwen te santi kè m' poze, se sak fè mwen t'ap di: -Anyen p'ap janm rive m'.

And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.

7 Seyè, ou fè m' favè, ou mete m' chita sou yon mòn byen wo. Men, kou ou vire do ban mwen, kè m' kase.

Yhwh, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.

8 Mwen te kriye nan pye ou, Seyè. Mwen te mande ou sekou.

I cried to thee, O Yhwh; and unto Yhwh I made supplication.

9 Si ou kite yo touye m', sa sa ap fè pou ou? Si ou kite m' ale anba tè, sa sa ap rapòte ou? Eske moun mouri ka fè lwanj ou? Eske yo ka mache di jan ou toujou kenbe pawòl ou?

What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?

10 Koute m' non, Seyè! Gen pitye pou mwen! Seyè, pote m' sekou!

Hear, O Yhwh, and have mercy upon me: Yhwh, be thou my helper.

11 Ou siye dlo nan je m', ou fè kè m' kontan anpil. Ou wete rad dèy ki te sou mwen an, ou ban m' yon bèl rad mete sou mwen pou m' fè fèt.

Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

12 Mwen p'ap rete ak bouch mwen fèmen, m'ap chante lwanj ou. Seyè, se ou menm ki Bondye mwen! Se tout tan tout tan m'ap di ou mèsi.

To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Yhwh my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.