Sòm 45

1 Pou direktè koral la; selon “Flè Lis Yo.” Yon Sòm a fis a Koré yo. Yon Chanson Fèt Maryaj Kè m debòde avèk yon bèl sijè. Mwen resite vèsè mwen yo pou Wa a. Lang mwen se plim a yon ekriven byen prepare.

TO THE OVERSEER. [SET] ON “LILIES.” AN INSTRUCTION OF THE SONS OF KORAH. A SONG OF LOVES. My heart has stirred a good word, I am telling my works to the King, My tongue [is] the pen of a speedy writer.

2 Ou pi bo pase tout lòt nan fis a lòm yo. Lagras debòde sou lèv ou. Pou sa, Bondye te beni ou jis pou tout tan.

You have been beautified above the sons of men, Grace has been poured into Your lips, Therefore God has blessed You for all time.

3 Mete nepe Ou sou kwis ou, O (Sila) Ki Pwisan an, nan bèlte Ou avèk majeste Ou!

Gird Your sword on the thigh, O Mighty [One], Your splendor and Your majesty!

4 Nan majeste Ou, Ou va monte nèt an viktwa. Pou koz verite avèk imilite, avèk ladwati, kite men dwat Ou enstwi Ou bagay mèvèy yo.

As for Your majesty—prosper [and] ride! Because of truth, meekness, [and] righteousness, And Your right hand shows You fearful things.

5 Flèch Ou yo filè. Tout nasyon yo tonbe anba Ou, epi flèch Ou yo lantre nan kè lènmi a Wa a.

Your arrows [are] sharp—Peoples fall under You—In the heart of the enemies of the King.

6 Twòn Ou, O SENYÈ, se pou tout tan e pou tout tan; Baton ladwati a se baton wayal a wayòm Ou an.

Your throne, O God, [is for] all time and forever, A scepter of uprightness [Is] the scepter of Your kingdom.

7 Ou te renmen ladwati e te rayi mechanste. Pou sa, Bondye, Bondye pa Ou a, te onksyone Ou avèk lwil lajwa plis ke moun parèy Ou yo.

You have loved righteousness and hate wickedness, Therefore God, Your God, has anointed You With oil of joy above Your companions.

8 Tout vètman Ou yo santi tankou lami, womaren ak sitwonèl. Soti nan palè livwa yo, lenstriman a kòd yo vin fè Ou kontan.

Myrrh, and aloes, [and] cassia [Cover] all Your garments; Out of palaces of ivory, Stringed instruments have made You glad.

9 Fi a wa yo vin pami fanm pi onore yo. Sou men dwat Ou, kanpe rèn nan, abiye an lò ki sòti Ophir a.

Daughters of kings [are] among Your precious ones, A queen has stood at Your right hand, In pure gold of Ophir.

10 Koute byen, O fi, prete atansyon e panche zòrèy ou. Bliye pèp ou a avèk lakay papa ou.

Listen, O daughter, and see, incline your ear, And forget your people, and your father’s house,

11 Konsa, wa a va dezire bèlte ou. Akoz li se senyè ou, vin bese ba devan L.

And the King desires your beauty, Because He [is] your Lord—bow yourself to Him,

12 Fi Tyr la va vini avèk yon kado. Moun gwo riches pami pèp yo k ap chache favè ou.

And the daughter of Tyre with a present, The rich of the people appease your face.

13 Lamarye a wa a bèl nèt anndan. Vètman li trese antre sòti avèk lò.

All glory [is] the daughter of the king within, Her clothing [is] with filigrees of gold.

14 Li va mennen kote Wa a nan yon zèv bwodri. Vyèj yo, konpanyen li yo, k ap swiv li va mennen bò kote Ou.

In various colors she is brought to the King; Afterward, virgins, her companions, Are brought to You.

15 Yo va mennen fè parèt avèk kè kontan ak anpil rejwisans. Yo va antre nan palè a wa a.

They are brought with joy and gladness, They come into the palace of the King.

16 Nan plas a papa zansèt ou yo, va gen fis ou yo. Ou va fè yo prens sou tout latè.

Instead of Your fathers are Your sons, You appoint them for princes in all the earth.

17 Mwen va fè non Ou sonje nan tout jenerasyon yo. Akoz sa, tout pèp yo va bay Ou remèsiman pou tout tan e pou tout tan.

I make mention of Your Name in all generations, Therefore peoples praise You, For all time and forever!