Sòm 120

1 Yon chanson pou monte vè tanp lan Nan gran twoub mwen an, mwen te kriye a SENYÈ a. Li te reponn mwen.

A Song of degrees. In my distress I cried unto the LORD, and he heard me.

2 Delivre nanm mwen, O SENYÈ, de lèv k ap bay desepsyon, de lang ki plen manti yo.

Deliver my soul, O LORD, from lying lips, [and] from a deceitful tongue.

3 Kisa pou W ta resevwa, e kisa pou m ta fè ou, O lang mansonjè?

What shall be given unto thee? or what shall be done unto thee, thou false tongue?

4 Flèch pwent file a gèrye yo, avèk chabon pye gayak tou limen.

Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

5 Malè a mwen, paske mwen demere nan tant a Méschec, Paske mwen rete pami tant a Kédar yo!

Woe is me, that I sojourn in Mesech, [that] I dwell in the tents of Kedar!

6 Nanm mwen gen demè li avèk (sila) ki rayi lapè yo pandan twòp tan.

My soul hath long dwelt with him that hateth peace.

7 Mwen vle lapè, men lè m pale, se lagè yo pito.

I [am for] peace: but when I speak, they [are] for war.