Psalms 54

1 For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David, when the Ziphites came and said to Saul, “Isn’t David hiding himself among us?” Save me, God, by your name. Vindicate me in your might.

Pou direktè koral la; sou enstriman ak kòd yo. Yon sòm a David, lè Zifyen yo te vin di Saül: “Èske David pa kache pami nou?” Sove mwen, O Bondye, ak non Ou e fè vanjans mwen ak pouvwa Ou.

2 Hear my prayer, God. Listen to the words of my mouth.

Koute lapriyè mwen, O Bondye. Prete zòrèy a pawòl a bouch mwen.

3 For strangers have risen up against me. Violent men have sought after my soul. They haven’t set God before them. (Selah)

Paske etranje yo fin leve kont mwen. Moun vyolans yo te chache lavi mwen. Yo pa t mete Bondye devan yo.

4 Behold, God is my helper. The Lord is the one who sustains my soul.

Gade byen, Bondye se èd mwen. SENYÈ a se soutyen a nanm mwen.

5 He will repay the evil to my enemies. Destroy them in your truth.

Li va rekonpanse mal a lènmi mwen yo. Detwi yo nan fidelite Ou.

6 With a free will offering, I will sacrifice to you. I will give thanks to your name, Yahweh, for it is good.

Avèk bòn volonte, mwen va fè sakrifis a Ou. Mwen va bay remèsiman a non Ou, O SENYÈ, paske li bon.

7 For he has delivered me out of all trouble. My eye has seen triumph over my enemies.

Paske Li te delivre mwen nan tout twoub. Konsa, zye mwen te wè ak kè kontan, defèt lènmi m yo.