Sòm 123

1 Yon chan pou monte vè tanp lan. A Ou menm, mwen leve zye mwen, O Ou menm ki chita sou twòn Ou nan syèl la!

A Song of Degrees. Unto thee who dwellest in heaven have I lifted up mine eyes.

2 Men gade, jan zye a sèvitè yo rete sou men a mèt yo, Jan zye a yon sèvant sou men mètrès li, Se konsa, zye nou ye vè SENYÈ a, Bondye nou an, jiskaske li fè nou gras.

Behold, as the eyes of servants [are directed] to the hands of their masters, [and] as the eyes of a maidservant to the hands of her mistress; so our eyes [are directed] to the Lord our God, until he have mercy upon us.

3 Bannou gras, O SENYÈ, bannou gras, paske nou ranpli ak mepriz.

Have pity upon us, O Lord, have pity upon us: for we are exceedingly filled with contempt.

4 Nanm nou ranpli ak ensilt a (sila) ki alèz yo, avèk mepriz a (sila) ki plen ògèy yo.

[Yea], our soul has been exceedingly filled [with it]: [let] the reproach [be] to them that are at ease, and contempt to the proud.