Sòm 40

1 Pou direktè koral la; Yon Sòm David Mwen te tann avèk pasyans SENYÈ a. Li te enkline vè mwen e te tande kri mwen.

To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. I have diligently expected Jehovah, And He inclineth to me, and heareth my cry,

2 Li te mennen mwen sòti nan fòs k ap detwi a, sòti deyò gwo ma ajil la. Li te mete pye m sou wòch la e te fè m kanpe byen fèm.

And He doth cause me to come up From a pit of desolation — from mire of mud, And He raiseth up on a rock my feet, He is establishing my steps.

3 Li te mete yon chanson nèf nan bouch mwen, yon chan lwanj Bondye nou an. Anpil moun va wè, vin gen lakrent e va mete konfyans nan Bondye.

And He putteth in my mouth a new song, 'Praise to our God.' Many do see and fear, and trust in Jehovah.

4 A la beni se nonm ki mete konfyans li nan SENYÈ a, e ki pa t vire vè moun ògèy yo, ni a (sila) ki vin vire nan sa ki fo yo.

O the happiness of the man Who hath made Jehovah his trust, And hath not turned unto the proud, And those turning aside to lies.

5 Anpil, O SENYÈ Bondye mwen an, se mèvèy ke Ou te fè yo, ak panse Ou yo anvè nou. Nanpwen ki kab konpare avèk Ou. Si m ta deklare yo e pale sou yo tout, yo ta vin twòp pou m ta kab konte.

Much hast Thou done, Jehovah my God; Thy wonders and Thy thoughts toward us, There is none to arrange unto Thee, I declare and speak: They have been more than to be numbered.

6 Sakrifis avèk ofrann sereyal, Ou pa t dezire yo. Ou te ouvri zòrèy mwen. Ofrann brile avèk ofrann peche yo, Ou pa t mande yo.

Sacrifice and present Thou hast not desired, Ears Thou hast prepared for me, Burnt and sin-offering Thou hast not asked.

7 Konsa mwen te di: “Gade byen, mwen vini. Nan woulo liv la, li ekri de mwen menm.

Then said I, 'Lo, I have come,' In the roll of the book it is written of me,

8 Mwen pran plezi nan fè volonte pa Ou, O SENYÈ. Lalwa Ou nan kè m.”

To do Thy pleasure, my God, I have delighted, And Thy law [is] within my heart.

9 Mwen te pwoklame bòn nouvèl ladwati yo nan gran asanble a; Gade byen, mwen p ap anpeche lèv mwen; O SENYÈ, Ou konnen.

I have proclaimed tidings of righteousness In the great assembly, lo, my lips I restrain not, O Jehovah, Thou hast known.

10 Mwen pa t kache ladwati Ou anndan kè m. Mwen te pale selon fidelite Ou, avèk sali Ou. Mwen pa t kache lanmou dous Ou avèk verite Ou devan gran asanble a.

Thy righteousness I have not concealed In the midst of my heart, Thy faithfulness and Thy salvation I have told, I have not hidden Thy kindness and Thy truth, To the great assembly.

11 Ou menm O SENYÈ, p ap refize mwen. Lanmou dous Ou avèk verite Ou va prezève mwen tout tan.

Thou, O Jehovah, restrainest not Thy mercies from me, Thy kindness and Thy truth do continually keep me.

12 Paske malè ki depase kontwòl yo te antoure mwen. Inikite mwen yo te fin pran m nèt jiskaske mwen pa t kab wè. Yo plis pase cheve sou tèt mwen. Kè m fin fè fayit.

For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.

13 Fè l plezi Ou, O SENYÈ, pou delivre mwen. Fè vit, O SENYÈ, pou ede mwen.

Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me, O Jehovah, for my help make haste.

14 Kite (sila) yo vin wont e imilye ansanm, (sila) ki chache lavi mwen pou detwi li. Kite (sila) yo vire fè bak e dezonore, (sila) ki pran plezi nan fè m mal yo.

They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are seeking my soul to destroy it, They are turned backward, And are ashamed, who are desiring my evil.

15 Kite (sila) yo etone nèt akoz wont yo, (sila) ki di mwen: “Wayan, wayan!”

They are desolate because of their shame, Who are saying to me, 'Aha, aha.'

16 Kite tout (sila) ki wè Ou yo rejwi e fè kè kontan nan Ou. Kite tout (sila) ki renmen sali Ou yo pale tout tan: “Ke SENYÈ a kapab leve wo!”

All seeking Thee rejoice and are glad in Thee, Those loving Thy salvation say continually, 'Jehovah is magnified.'

17 Akoz mwen aflije e nan gwo bezwen, kite SENYÈ a toujou sonje mwen. Se Ou menm ki soutyen mwen ak delivrans mwen. Pa fè reta, O Bondye mwen an.

And I [am] poor and needy, The Lord doth devise for me. My help and my deliverer [art] Thou, O my God, tarry Thou not.