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.
For the Chief Musician. For Jeduthun. A Psalm by David. I said, “I will watch my ways, so that I don’t sin with my tongue. I will keep my mouth with a bridle 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 held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred.
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 was hot within me. While I meditated, the fire burned. I spoke with my tongue:
4 SENYÈ, fè m konnen longè a jou mwen yo. Fè m konnen ke m fèb anpil.
“LORD, show me my end, what is the measure of my days. Let me 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 hand widths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath.” (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.
“Surely every man walks like a shadow. Surely they busy themselves in vain. He heaps up, and doesn’t know who shall gather.
7 Konsa, SENYÈ, kisa m ap tann nan? Espwa m se nan Ou.
Now, Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.
8 Delivre mwen de tout transgresyon mwen yo. Pa fè m repwòch a moun san sajès yo.
Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don’t make me the reproach of the foolish.
9 Mwen tounen tibebe. Mwen pa ouvri bouch mwen, akoz se Ou ki te fè sa.
I was mute. I didn’t open my mouth, because you did it.
10 Rete touman Ou sou mwen. Kou men Ou venk mwen. M ap peri.
Remove your scourge away from me. I am overcome by the blow of your hand.
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.
When you rebuke and correct man for iniquity, you consume his wealth like a moth. Surely every man is but a breath.” (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, LORD, and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.
13 Vire rega figi Ou lwen m, pou m kab ri ankò, avan ke m mouri pou m pa la ankò.”
Oh spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go away and exist no more.”
