Sòm 141
1 Yon Sòm David O SENYÈ, mwen rele non Ou. Fè vit! Vin kote m! Prete zòrèy Ou a vwa mwen lè m rele Ou!
A Psalme of David. O Lord, I call vpon thee: haste thee vnto me: heare my voyce, when I cry vnto thee.
2 Ke lapriyè mwen kapab konte kon lansan devan Ou; lè m leve men m, kon sakrifis ofrann aswè a.
Let my prayer be directed in thy sight as incense, and the lifting vp of mine hands as an euening sacrifice.
3 Plase yon gadyen sou bouch mwen, O SENYÈ. Veye dri sou pòt lèv mwen yo.
Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, and keepe the doore of my lips.
4 Pa mennen kè m vè okenn mal, pou pratike zèv mechan yo, avèk moun ki fè inikite yo. Ni pa kite mwen manje manje ki fèt pa yo.
Incline not mine heart to euill, that I should commit wicked workes with men that worke iniquitie: and let me not eate of their delicates.
5 Kite moun ladwati yo frape mwen. Konsa, li dous. Kite li korije mwen. L ap tankou lwil ki koule sou tèt la. Pa kite tèt mwen refize li, paske lapriyè mwen toujou kont zak mechan yo.
Let the righteous smite me: for that is a benefite: and let him reprooue me, and it shalbe a precious oyle, that shall not breake mine head: for within a while I shall euen pray in their miseries.
6 Jij pa yo fin jete a tè bò kote wòch yo. Yo va tande pawòl mwen yo, paske yo byen pale.
When their iudges shall be cast downe in stonie places, they shall heare my wordes, for they are sweete.
7 Tankou lè yon moun laboure pou fann tè a, se konsa zo nou yo fin gaye nan bouch sejou mò a. (Sheol h7585)
Our bones lye scattered at the graues mouth, as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth. (Sheol h7585)
8 Paske zye mwen se sou Ou, O BONDYE, Senyè a. Nan Ou, mwen kache. Pa kite nanm mwen san pwotèj.
But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute.
9 Sove m de dan pyèj ke yo te prepare pou mwen yo, avèk pèlen a (sila) ki fè inikite yo.
Keepe me from the snare, which they haue layde for me, and from the grennes of the workers of iniquitie.
10 Kite mechan yo tonbe nan pwòp filè yo, pandan mwen pase akote.
Let the wicked fall into his nettes together, whiles I escape.
