Sòm 62
1 Pou direktè koral la; selon Jeduthun; Yon Sòm David Nanm mwen ap poze sèl nan Bondye. Sali m se nan Li.
To the Chief Musician. On Jeduthun—A Melody of David. Surely, towards God, silence [becometh] my soul, From him, is my salvation:
2 Se Li sèl ki wòch mwen, sali mwen, ak sitadèl mwen. Menm gwo sò pa p boulvèse m.
Surely, he, is my rock and my salvation, My high tower—I shall not be greatly shaken!
3 Pou jiskilè, nou va atake yon nonm? Alò, èske nou ta touye li, nou tout, tankou yon miray k ap panche? Tankou yon kloti k ap kraze?
How long will ye shout at a man? Ye shall be crushed all of you, —Like a wall that bulgeth, —a fence pushed in!
4 Yo plen entansyòn pou pouse li soti nan wo pozisyon li. Yo pran plezi nan tout sa ki fo. Yo beni avèk bouch yo, men anndan yo bay madichon.
Surely, from his elevation, they have taken counsel to thrust him down, They accept falsehood, —With his mouth, they each of them bless, But, inwardly, they revile. (Selah)
5 Nanm mwen tann an silans sèlman Bondye. Paske espwa mwen se nan Li.
Surely, towards God, be thou silent, my soul, For, from him, is mine expectation:
6 Li se sèl ki wòch mwen, sali mwen, ak sitadèl mwen. Mwen p ap ebranle menm.
Surely, he, is my rock, and my salvation, My high tower—I shall not be shaken!
7 Sali mwen an, avèk glwa mwen rete nan Bondye. Wòch fòs mwen an, ak kote pou m kache, se nan Bondye.
Upon God, [depend] my salvation and mine honour, My rock of strength, my refuge, are in God.
8 Mete konfyans nan Li tout tan, O pèp la. Vide kè nou devan Li. Bondye se yon refij pou nou.
Trust ye in him all ye assembly of the people, Pour out, before him, your heart, God, is a refuge for us. (Selah)
9 Moun nan pozisyon ba yo se se sèl yon souf nan van. Moun ki plase wo yo se manti. Nan pèz balans yo, se monte, yap monte. Ansanm menm, yo pi fay ke yon souf.
Surely, vanity, are men of low degree, Deception, men of high degree, —In the balances, they go up, They, are [made] of vanity, altogether.
10 Pa mete konfyans nan peze kou moun desann. Ni pa mete fo espwa nan vòlè. Si richès nou ogmante, pa mete kè nou sou yo.
Do not trust in extortion, Nor, with robbery, become vain, As for wealth, when it beareth fruit, Do not set [thereon your] heart.
11 Yon fwa, Bondye te pale. De fwa, mwen gen tan tande sa: Ke pouvwa, se pou Bondye.
One thing, hath God spoken, Two things, [there are] which I have heard, That, power, belongeth unto God;
12 Epi anplis, lanmou dous se pou Ou, O Senyè. Paske Ou bay rekonpans a lòm selon zèv li yo.
And, thine, O My Lord, is lovingkindness, —For, thou, wilt pay back unto every man—according to his deed.
