Sòm 30
1 Yon Sòm; yon chan nan Dedikasyon Kay La; Yon Sòm David Mwen va leve Ou wo, O SENYÈ, paske Ou te leve mwen. Ou pa t kite lènmi m yo rejwi sou mwen.
A Psalm of David: dedication-song of the house. I will extol thee, Jehovah; for thou hast delivered me, and hast not made mine enemies to rejoice over me.
2 O SENYÈ, Bondye mwen an, mwen te kriye a Ou menm, e Ou te geri mwen.
Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3 O SENYÈ, Ou te fè nanm mwen monte kite sejou lanmò yo. Ou te kenbe m vivan, pou m pa t desann nan gwo fòs la. (Sheol h7585)
Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol, thou hast quickened me from among those that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Chante lwanj a SENYÈ a, nou menm ki fidèl Li yo. Bay remèsiman a sen non Li.
Sing psalms unto Jehovah, ye saints of his, and give thanks in remembrance of his holiness.
5 Paske kòlè Li se sèlman pou yon moman, men Bonte Li se pou tout tan. Kriye a kapab dire pou nwit lan, men kri lajwa a vin parèt nan maten.
For a moment [is passed] in his anger, a life in his favour; at even weeping cometh for the night, and at morn there is rejoicing.
6 Alò, pou mwen, mwen te di nan bon tan mwen, “Mwen p ap janm ebranle.”
As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
7 O SENYÈ, pa gras Ou, Ou te fè mòn mwen an kanpe fèm. Lè Ou te kache figi Ou, mwen te dekouraje nèt.
Jehovah, by thy favour thou hadst made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.
8 A Ou menm, SENYÈ, mwen te rele. A SENYÈ mwen an, mwen te fè siplikasyon mwen yo:
I called to thee, Jehovah, and unto the Lord did I make supplication:
9 “Ki benefis ki genyen nan san mwen si mwen desann nan gwo fòs la? Èske pousyè a kab louwe Ou? Èske li va deklare fidelite Ou?
What profit is there in my blood, in my going down to the pit? shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
10 Tande, O SENYÈ e fè m gras. O SENYÈ, ban m soutyen.”
Hear, O Jehovah, and be gracious unto me; Jehovah, be my helper.
11 Ou te chanje doulè mwen, e sa te fè m vin danse ak lajwa; Ou te demare rad twal sak mwen an, e te mare senti m avèk kè kontan.
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12 Konsa, pou kè m kab chante lwanj Ou, e pa rete an silans. O SENYÈ, Bondye mwen an, mwen va bay Ou glwa pou tout tan, nèt.
That [my] glory may sing psalms of thee, and not be silent. Jehovah my God, I will praise thee for ever.
