Sòm 144
1 Yon Sòm David Beni se SENYÈ a, wòch mwen an, ki enstwi men m pou fè lagè, ak dwèt mwen pou batay.
Blessed be the LORD my strength which teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
2 Lanmou dous mwen e sitadèl mwen an, Fòterès mwen ak liberatè mwen an, Boukliye mwen an nan (sila) mwen kache a, Ki soumèt pèp mwen an anba m.
My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdues my people under me.
3 O SENYÈ, se kisa lòm nan ye pou Ou panse a li? Oswa fis a lòm nan pou Ou panse a Li?
LORD, what is man, that you take knowledge of him! or the son of man, that you make account of him!
4 Lòm se tankou yon sèl souf. Jou li yo se tankou yon lonbraj k ap pase.
Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passes away.
5 Bese syèl Ou yo, O SENYÈ e desann. Touche mòn yo pou yo kab fè lafimen.
Bow your heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Fè parèt eklè pou gaye yo. Voye flèch Ou pou mete yo nan konfizyon.
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out your arrows, and destroy them.
7 Lonje men Ou soti anwo. Fè m sekou! Delivre m sòti nan gwo dlo yo, nan men etranje yo ak
Send your hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
8 bouch kap pale manti yo e men dwat a (sila) ki se men dwat a manti yo.
Whose mouth speaks vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 Mwen va chante yon chan tounèf a Ou menm, O Bondye; Sou ap dis kòd yo, mwen va chante lwanj a Ou menm,
I will sing a new song unto you, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto you.
10 Ki konn sove wa yo, ki fè David, sèvitè Li a, chape de nepe lanmò a.
It is he that gives salvation unto kings: who delivers David his servant from the hurtful sword.
11 Fè m sekou e delivre m de men a etranje yo, Bouch a (sila) ki pale desepsyon yo, e men dwat a (sila) ki men dwat a manti yo.
Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaks vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
12 Kite fis nou yo nan jenès yo parèt tankou plant ki fin grandi, e fi nou yo tankou pilye taye ki pou ta embeli yon palè wayal.
That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the embodiment of a palace:
13 Kite depo nou yo toujou plen, nan bay tout kalite pwodwi. Kite twoupo nou yo pwodwi dè milye e dè di milye nan chan nou yo.
That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
14 Kite bèf nou yo ka pote gwo chaj. Pou nou pa gen kase kay, ni kouri kite, e nanpwen moun k ap rele “anmwey” nan lari nou yo.
That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
15 A la beni pèp ki ranje konsa beni! A la beni pèp ki gen Bondye pou SENYÈ yo beni.
Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.
