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. A SONG OF THE DEDICATION OF THE HOUSE OF DAVID. I exalt You, O YHWH, For You have drawn me up, And have not let my enemies rejoice over me.

2 O SENYÈ, Bondye mwen an, mwen te kriye a Ou menm, e Ou te geri mwen.

My God YHWH, I have cried to You, And You heal 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)

YHWH, You have brought up my soul from Sheol, You have kept me alive, From going 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 praise to YHWH, you His saints, And give thanks at the 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] in His anger, Life [is] in His goodwill, At evening remains weeping, and at morning singing.

6 Alò, pou mwen, mwen te di nan bon tan mwen, “Mwen p ap janm ebranle.”

And I have said in my ease, “I am not moved for all time.

7 O SENYÈ, pa gras Ou, Ou te fè mòn mwen an kanpe fèm. Lè Ou te kache figi Ou, mwen te dekouraje nèt.

O YHWH, in Your good pleasure, You have caused strength to remain for my mountain,” You have hidden Your face—I have been troubled.

8 A Ou menm, SENYÈ, mwen te rele. A SENYÈ mwen an, mwen te fè siplikasyon mwen yo:

To You, O YHWH, I call, And to YHWH 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 gain [is] in my blood? In my going down to corruption? Does dust thank You? Does it declare Your truth?

10 Tande, O SENYÈ e fè m gras. O SENYÈ, ban m soutyen.”

Hear, O YHWH, and favor me, O YHWH, be a helper to me.”

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.

You have turned my mourning to dancing for me, You have loosed my sackcloth, And gird me [with] joy.

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.

So that glory praises You, and is not silent, O YHWH, my God, I thank You for all time!