Psalms 9
1 For the Chief Musician. Set to “The Death of the Son.” A Psalm by David. I will give thanks to Yahweh with my whole heart. I will tell of all your marvelous works.
Pou direktè koral la; Yon sòm David Mwen va bay remèsiman a SENYÈ a ak tout kè m; Mwen va pale tout mèvèy Ou yo.
2 I will be glad and rejoice in you. I will sing praise to your name, O Most High.
Mwen va fè kè kontan e rejwi nan Ou; Mwen va chante lwanj non Ou, O Pi Wo a.
3 When my enemies turn back, they stumble and perish in your presence.
Lè lènmi m yo vire fè bak, yo tonbe e peri devan Ou.
4 For you have maintained my just cause. You sit on the throne judging righteously.
Paske Ou te bay soutyen a dwa m, avèk koz mwen ki jis; Ou chita sou twòn Ou e fè jijman avèk ladwati.
5 You have rebuked the nations. You have destroyed the wicked. You have blotted out their name forever and ever.
Ou te fè chatiman nasyon yo; Ou te detwi mechan yo; Ou te efase non yo jis pou tout tan e pou tout tan.
6 The enemy is overtaken by endless ruin. The very memory of the cities which you have overthrown has perished.
Lènmi an te rive a nan fen, e li te kraze nèt. Ou te dechouke vil yo, jiskaske memwa a yo vin disparèt.
7 But Yahweh reigns forever. He has prepared his throne for judgment.
Men SENYÈ a la jis pou tout tan; Li te etabli twòn Li pou jijman.
8 He will judge the world in righteousness. He will administer judgment to the peoples in uprightness.
Li va jije mond lan avèk ladwati; Li va rann jijman pou pèp yo avèk jistis.
9 Yahweh will also be a high tower for the oppressed; a high tower in times of trouble.
SENYÈ a va osi yon sitadèl pou (sila) ki oprime yo; yon sitadèl nan tan twoub la.
10 Those who know your name will put their trust in you, for you, Yahweh, have not forsaken those who seek you.
(Sila) ki konnen non Ou yo, va mete konfyans yo nan Ou, paske Ou menm, SENYÈ, pa janm abandone (sila) ki mete konfyans nan Ou yo.
11 Sing praises to Yahweh, who dwells in Zion, and declare among the people what he has done.
Chante lwanj a SENYÈ a, ki rete nan Sion; deklare pami pèp yo zèv Li yo.
12 For he who avenges blood remembers them. He doesn’t forget the cry of the afflicted.
Paske (Sila) ki egzije san an sonje yo; Li pa janm bliye kri a (sila) ki oprime yo.
13 Have mercy on me, Yahweh. See my affliction by those who hate me, and lift me up from the gates of death,
Fè m gras, O SENYÈ; gade byen soufrans mwen akoz (sila) ki rayi mwen yo, e fè m leve soti nan pòtay lanmò yo,
14 that I may show all of your praise. I will rejoice in your salvation in the gates of the daughter of Zion.
pou m kab pale tout lwanj a Ou menm. Konsa, nan pòtay a fi Sion yo, mwen kapab rejwi nan delivrans Ou.
15 The nations have sunk down in the pit that they made. In the net which they hid, their own foot is taken.
Nasyon yo fin fonse kole nan twou fòs yo te fè a; nan pèlen yo te fè, pwòp pye yo vin kole ladann.
16 Yahweh has made himself known. He has executed judgment. The wicked is snared by the work of his own hands. (Meditation, Selah)
Senyè a te leve tèt Li pou yo wè; Li te rann jijman an. Nan zèv a pwòp men Li, mechan an kole nan pwòp pèlen li. Tan
Mechan yo va retounen nan sejou lanmò a; menm tout nasyon ki bliye Bondye yo. (Sheol h7585)
18 For the needy shall not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the poor perish forever.
Paske malere yo p ap bliye jis pou tout tan, ni espwa a aflije yo p ap peri pou tout tan.
19 Arise, Yahweh! Don’t let man prevail. Let the nations be judged in your sight.
Leve, O SENYÈ, pa kite lòm vin genyen; kite nasyon yo jije devan Ou.
20 Put them in fear, Yahweh. Let the nations know that they are only men. (Selah)
Bay yo lakrent, O SENYÈ; fè nasyon yo konnen ke se sèlman lòm yo ye. Tan
