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 at the dedication of the temple. A psalm of David. I will exalt you, Yahweh, for you have raised me up and have not allowed my enemies to rejoice over me.
2 O SENYÈ, Bondye mwen an, mwen te kriye a Ou menm, e Ou te geri mwen.
Yahweh my God, I cried to you for help, and you 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)
Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol; you have kept me alive from going down to the grave. (Sheol h7585)
4 Chante lwanj a SENYÈ a, nou menm ki fidèl Li yo. Bay remèsiman a sen non Li.
Sing praises to Yahweh, you his faithful people! Give thanks when you remember 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 his anger is only for a moment; but his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping comes for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
6 Alò, pou mwen, mwen te di nan bon tan mwen, “Mwen p ap janm ebranle.”
In confidence I said, “I will never be shaken.”
7 O SENYÈ, pa gras Ou, Ou te fè mòn mwen an kanpe fèm. Lè Ou te kache figi Ou, mwen te dekouraje nèt.
Yahweh, by your favor you established me as a strong mountain; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.
8 A Ou menm, SENYÈ, mwen te rele. A SENYÈ mwen an, mwen te fè siplikasyon mwen yo:
I cried to you, Yahweh, and sought favor from my Lord!
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 advantage is there in my death, if I go down to the grave? Will the dust praise you? Will it declare your trustworthiness?
10 Tande, O SENYÈ e fè m gras. O SENYÈ, ban m soutyen.”
Hear, Yahweh, and have mercy on me! Yahweh, 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.
You have turned my mourning into dancing; you have removed my sackcloth and clothed 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.
So now my glory will sing praise to you and not be silent; Yahweh my God, I will give thanks to you forever!
