Sòm 88
1 Yon Chan. Yon Sòm a fis Koré yo Pou direktè Koral la; selon melodi “Soufrans Afliksyon An”. Yon refleksyon pa Héman, Ezrachit la O SENYÈ, Bondye sali mwen an, Mwen te kriye fò lajounen kon lannwit devan Ou.
A Song. A Psalm. Of the sons of Korah. To the chief music-maker; put to Mahalath Leannoth. Maschil. Of Heman the Ezrahite. O Lord, God of my salvation, I have been crying to you for help by day and by night:
2 Kite priyè mwen vini devan Ou. Panche zòrèy Ou vè kri mwen an!
Let my prayer come before you; give ear to my cry:
For my soul is full of evils, and my life has come near to the underworld. (Sheol h7585)
4 Mwen vin konte pami (sila) ki desann nan fòs yo. Mwen parèt tankou yon nonm san fòs,
I am numbered among those who go down into the earth; I have become like a man for whom there is no help:
5 abandone pami mò yo, tankou (sila) ki te touye e kouche nan tonm lan. (Sila) a nou pa sonje ankò menm, ki koupe retire nan men Ou.
My soul is among the dead, like those in the underworld, to whom you give no more thought; for they are cut off from your care.
6 Ou te mete m nan fòs pi ba a, nan plas fènwa yo, nan fon yo.
You have put me in the lowest deep, even in dark places.
7 Kòlè Ou vin poze sou mwen. Ou te aflije m ak tout vag lanmè Ou yo. Tan
The weight of your wrath is crushing me, all your waves have overcome me. (Selah)
8 Ou te retire tout moun mwen konnen byen lwen m. Ou te fè m yon objè abominab devan yo. Mwen fèmen anndan nèt e mwen pa kab sòti.
You have sent my friends far away from me; you have made me a disgusting thing in their eyes: I am shut up, and not able to come out.
9 Zye m gen tan pouri akoz afliksyon. Mwen te rele Ou chak jou, O SENYÈ. Mwen te lonje men m yo vè Ou menm.
My eyes are wasting away because of my trouble: Lord, my cry has gone up to you every day, my hands are stretched out to you.
10 Èske Ou va fè mirak pou mò yo? Èske lespri ki fin pati yo va leve pou bay Ou lwanj? Tan
Will you do works of wonder for the dead? will the shades come back to give you praise? (Selah)
11 Èske lanmò dous Ou a va deklare nan tonbo a? Fidelite Ou nan labim nan?
Will the story of your mercy be given in the house of the dead? will news of your faith come to the place of destruction?
12 Èske mirak Ou yo va fèt parèt nan tenèb la? Oswa ladwati Ou nan peyi kote tout bagay bliye yo?
May there be knowledge of your wonders in the dark? or of your righteousness where memory is dead?
13 Men anvè Ou, O SENYÈ, mwen te kriye. Nan maten, lapriyè mwen vini devan Ou.
But to you did I send up my cry, O Lord; in the morning my prayer came before you.
14 O SENYÈ, poukisa Ou rejte nanm mwen? Poukisa Ou kache figi Ou kont mwen?
Lord, why have you sent away my soul? why is your face covered from me?
15 Mwen te aflije e prèt pou mouri depi nan jenès mwen. Pandan mwen soufri gwo laperèz Ou yo, mwen distrè nèt.
I have been troubled and in fear of death from the time when I was young; your wrath is hard on me, and I have no strength.
16 Kòlè Ou ki brile, fin pase sou mwen. Gwo laperèz Ou yo te koupe retire m.
The heat of your wrath has gone over me; I am broken by your cruel punishments.
17 Yo fin antoure mwen tankou dlo tout lajounen. Yo ansèkle m nèt.
They are round me all the day like water; they have made a circle about me.
18 Ou te retire renmen mwen ak zanmi m nan lwen m nèt, ak zanmi m yo, nan tenèb.
You have sent my friends and lovers far from me; I am gone from the memory of those who are dear to me.
