Sòm 131

1 Yon chan pou monte vè tanp lan. O SENYÈ, kè m pa ògeye, ni zye m pa gen awogans. Ni m pa fouye kò m nan gwo zafè, ni nan sa ki twò wo pou mwen.

A Song of Ascents. By David. Yahweh, my heart isn’t arrogant, nor my eyes lofty; nor do I concern myself with great matters, or things too wonderful for me.

2 Anverite, mwen te fin ranje e kalme nanm mwen. Menm jan ke yon pitit poze sou manman l, anndan m, nanm mwen tankou yon pitit ki sevre.

Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

3 O Israël, mete espwa nan SENYÈ a depi koulye a e jis rive pou tout tan.

Israel, hope in Yahweh, from this time forward and forever more.