Sòm 71
1 Nan Ou, O SENYÈ, mwen te pran refij. Pa janm kite mwen vin wont.
In thee, O Yahweh, have I sought refuge, May I not be ashamed unto times age-abiding:
2 Nan ladwati Ou, delivre mwen e fè m sekou. Panche zòrèy Ou bò kote m e sove mwen.
In thy righteousness, wilt thou rescue me, and deliver me, Incline unto me thine ear, and save me:
3 Devni pou mwen wòch abitasyon mwen an, kote mwen kab vini tout tan. Ou te pase lòd pou sove mwen, paske Ou se wòch mwen ak sitadèl mwen.
Be thou unto me, a Rock to dwell in, a Place of Security, To save me, For, my mountain crag and my stronghold, thou art.
4 Delivre mwen, O Bondye mwen, nan men a mechan yo, Fè m sòti nan ponyèt a malfektè a ak san pitye a,
Oh my God, deliver me, From the hand of the lawless one, From the clutch of the perverse and ruthless one;
5 Paske Ou se espwa m, O SENYÈ Bondye, Ou se konfyans mwen soti nan jenès mwen.
For, thou, art my hope, My Lord, Yahweh, My confidence from my youthful days:
6 Pa Ou menm, mwen te twouve soutyen depi lè m te fèt. Se Ou menm ki te retire mwen nan vant manman m. Tout tan se Ou menm ke m louwe.
Upon thee, have I stayed myself from birth, Thou art he that severed me, from the body of my mother, Of thee, shall be my praise—continually.
7 Mwen parèt kon yon mèvèy pou anpil moun, men se Ou ki fò refij mwen.
A very wonder, have I been unto many, Seeing that, thou, hast been my strong refuge,
8 Bouch mwen plen avèk lwanj Ou ak glwa Ou tout lajounen.
My mouth shall be filled with, thy praise, All the day, with thy splendour.
9 Pa jete mwen akote nan tan vyeyès mwen. Pa abandone mwen lè fòs mwen vin febli.
Do not cast me off in the time of old age, When my vigour faileth, do not forsake me;
10 Paske Lènmi m yo te pale kont mwen. (Sila) k ap veye pou pran lavi m yo ap pran konsèy ansanm,
For mine enemies have spoken of me, And, they who watch for my life, have taken counsel together;
11 Y ap di: “Bondye fin abandone li. Annou kouri dèyè l, e sezi li. Paske nanpwen moun ki pou delivre l.”
Saying, God, hath forsaken him, Pursue and take him, For there is none to rescue.
12 O Bondye, pa rete lwen mwen. O Bondye m, fè vit a sekou mwen!
O God, be not far from me, O my God, to help me, make haste!
13 Kite (sila) ki advèsè a nanm mwen yo vin wont e manje nèt. Kite yo kouvri avèk repwòch ak dezonè k ap chache blese mwen.
Let them be ashamed—be consumed, Who are assailing my life, —Let them be covered with reproach and confusion, Who are seeking my hurt.
14 Men pou mwen, mwen va kenbe espwa m pou tout tan. Mwen va bay Ou lwanj plis toujou.
But, I, continually will hope, And will add to all thy praise;
15 Bouch mwen va pale ladwati Ou, ak sali Ou tout lajounen, menmsi mwen pa kab fin konnen fòs valè tout jou sa yo.
My mouth, shall relate thy righteousness, All the day, thy deliverance, For I know not the numbers.
16 Mwen va vini ak zèv pwisan SENYÈ Bondye a. Mwen va pale ladwati Ou, sèl de Ou menm.
I will enter into the mighty doings of My Lord—Yahweh, I will make mention of thy righteousness—thine alone.
17 O Bondye, Ou te enstwi mwen depi jenès mwen. Jiska prezan, mwen toujou deklare mèvèy Ou yo.
O God, thou hast taught me from my youthful days, And, hitherto, have I been wont to tell of thy wonders;
18 Wi, menm lè m vye ak cheve blanch, O Bondye, pa abandone m, jiskaske mwen fin deklare fòs Ou a jenerasyon (sila) a, ak pwisans Ou a tout (sila) k ap vini yo.
Even now, therefore, that I am old and grayheaded, O God, do not forsake me, —Until I tell of thine arm unto a [new] generation, Unto every one that is to come, thy might;
19 Paske ladwati Ou, O Bondye, rive jis nan syèl yo. Ou menm ki te fè gwo bagay yo. O Bondye, se kilès ki tankou Ou menm?
And, as for thy righteousness, O God, up on high, Wherein thou hast wrought great things, O God! who is like unto thee?
20 Ou menm ki te fè m wè anpil twoub ak gwo pwoblèm, va fè m viv. Ou va mennen mwen monte soti nan fon tè yo.
Thou who hast let us see many distresses and misfortunes, Wilt again bring us to life, And, out of the resounding depths of the earth, wilt again raise us up;
21 Ke Ou fè lonè mwen vin plis e vire ban m konsolasyon ankò.
Thou wilt increase my greatness, And, on every side, wilt comfort me.
22 Konsa, mwen va louwe Ou avèk ap la pou fidelite Ou, O Bondye mwen. A Ou menm, mwen va chante lwanj avèk gita, O (Sila) Ki Sen an Israël la.
I also, will praise thee by the aid of a harp, Thy faithfulness, O my God, —I will make music unto thee with a lyre, Thou holy one of Israel;
23 Lèv mwen va rele ak jwa lè mwen chante lwanj a Ou menm pou nanm mwen ke Ou te rachte a.
My lips shall make a joyful noise, When I make music unto thee, And my soul which thou hast ransomed;
24 Lang mwen, anplis, va pale ladwati Ou tout lajounen. Paske yo wont, yo imilye, (Sila) ki te chache fè m mal yo.
Even my tongue, all the day, shall softly utter thy righteousness, For they have turned pale—for they have blushed, Who were seeking my hurt.
