Sòm 57
1 Pou direktè koral la; jwe a son Al-tashheth Yon Mikhtam David, lè l te sove ale devan Saül nan kav la Fè m gras, SENYÈ, O Bondye, fè m gras, paske nanm mwen kache nan Ou. Wi, nan lonbraj a zèl Ou, mwen va kache, jiskaske destriksyon an fin pase.
`In Ebreu thus, To the victorie, lese thou not the semeli song, `ether the `swete song of Dauid, `whanne he fledde fro the face of Saul in to the denne. `In Jeroms translacioun thus, For victorie, that thou lese not Dauid, meke and simple, whanne he fledde fro the face of Saul in to the denne. God, haue thou merci on me, haue thou merci on me; for my soule tristith in thee. And Y schal hope in the schadewe of thi wyngis; til wickidnesse passe.
2 Mwen va kriye a Bondye Pi Wo a, a Bondye ki acheve tout sa m mande an.
I schal crye to God altherhiyeste; to God that dide wel to me.
3 Li va voye sòti nan syèl la pou sove mwen. Li fè repwòch a (sila) ki foule mwen an. Tan Bondye va voye fè rive lanmou dous Li ak verite Li.
He sente fro heuene, and delyuerede me; he yaf in to schenschip hem that defoulen me. God sente his merci and his treuthe,
4 Nanm mwen rete pami lyon yo. Mwen oblije kouche pami (sila) k ap respire dife yo. Fis a lòm yo menm ak dan kon frenn file, epi lang yo kon yon epe file.
and delyuerede my soule fro the myddis of whelpis of liouns; Y slepte disturblid. The sones of men, the teeth of hem ben armuris and arowis; and her tunge is a scharp swerd.
5 Leve anwo syèl yo, O Bondye; Kite glwa Ou vin pi wo sou tout latè!
God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie aboue al erthe.
6 Yo te prepare yon gwo filè pou pa mwen yo; Nanm mwen koube ba. Yo te fouye yon fòs devan m. Yo te tonbe nan mitan li. Tan
Thei maden redi a snare to my feet; and thei greetly boweden my lijf. Thei delueden a diche bifore my face; and thei felden doun in to it.
7 Kè m kanpe fèm, O Bondye, kè m fèm. Mwen va chante, wi mwen va chante lwanj!
God, myn herte is redi, myn herte is redi; Y schal singe, and Y schal seie salm.
8 Leve, glwa mwen! Leve ap avèk gita! Mwen va fè maten vin leve.
Mi glorie, rise thou vp; sautrie and harpe, rise thou vp; Y schal rise vp eerli.
9 Mwen va bay Ou remèsiman, O SENYÈ, pami pèp yo. Mwen va chante lwanj ou pami nasyon yo.
Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee among puplis; and Y schal seie salm among hethene men.
10 Paske lanmou dous Ou a gran jis rive nan syèl yo, epi verite Ou jis rive nan nwaj yo.
For thi merci is magnified til to heuenes; and thi treuthe til to cloudis.
11 Leve anwo syèl yo, O Bondye. Ke Glwa Ou kapab vin pi wo ke tout latè.
God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie ouer al erthe.
