Sòm 39

1 Pou direktè koral la. Pou Jeduthyèn. Yon Sòm David Mwen te di, mwen va veye chemen mwen, pou m pa fè peche ak lang mwen. Mwen va veye bouch mwen, konsi li gen yon brid ladann toutotan mechan yo rete nan prezans mwen.

TO THE OVERSEER. FOR JEDUTHUN. A PSALM OF DAVID. I have said, “I observe my ways, Against sinning with my tongue, I keep a curb for my mouth, While the wicked [is] before me.”

2 Mwen te tankou bèbè e mwen te rete an silans. Mwen te evite menm sa ki ta kab bon. Konsa, tristès mwen te vin pi mal.

I was mute [with] silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.

3 Kè m te cho anndan m. Pandan mwen t ap reflechi dife a t ap brile. Konsa, mwen te pale ak lang mwen:

My heart [is] hot within me, In my meditating the fire burns, I have spoken with my tongue.

4 SENYÈ, fè m konnen longè a jou mwen yo. Fè m konnen ke m fèb anpil.

“Cause me to know, O YHWH, my end, And the measure of my days—what it [is],” I know how frail I [am].

5 Gade byen, Ou te fè jou mwen yo kontwole tankou lajè a men m ki louvri. Lavi mwen konsi li pa anyen devan zye Ou. Anverite, lavi chak moun, se yon sèl grenn souf.

Behold, You have made my days handbreadths, And my age [is] as nothing before You, Only, every man set up [is] all vanity. (Selah)

6 Anverite, tout moun mache toupatou tankou yon lonbraj. Anverite, yo fè gwo zen pou ryen. Li ranmase byen yo, men l pa konnen kilès k ap rasanble yo.

Only, each habitually walks in an image, Only, [in] vain, they are disquieted, He heaps up and does not know who gathers them.

7 Konsa, SENYÈ, kisa m ap tann nan? Espwa m se nan Ou.

And now, what have I expected? O Lord, my hope—it [is] of You.

8 Delivre mwen de tout transgresyon mwen yo. Pa fè m repwòch a moun san sajès yo.

Deliver me from all my transgressions, Do not make me a reproach of the fool.

9 Mwen tounen tibebe. Mwen pa ouvri bouch mwen, akoz se Ou ki te fè sa.

I have been mute, I do not open my mouth, Because You have done [it].

10 Rete touman Ou sou mwen. Kou men Ou venk mwen. M ap peri.

Turn aside Your stroke from off me, From the striving of Your hand I have been consumed.

11 Avèk repwòch, Ou fè chatiman a yon nonm pou inikite li. Ou manje tankou mit nan rad sa ki konsidere pi chè pou li menm nan. Anverite, tout moun se sèlman yon souf.

With reproofs against iniquity, You have corrected man, And dissolve his desirableness as a moth, Only, every man [is] vanity. (Selah)

12 Tande lapriyè mwen, O SENYÈ e prete zòrèy Ou a kri mwen. Pa rete an silans lè dlo ap koule nan zye m. Paske mwen se yon etranje devan Ou, yon vwayajè tankou tout papa zansèt mwen yo.

Hear my prayer, O YHWH, And give ear [to] my cry, Do not be silent to my tear, For I [am] a sojourner with You, A settler like all my fathers.

13 Vire rega figi Ou lwen m, pou m kab ri ankò, avan ke m mouri pou m pa la ankò.”

Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!