Psalms 40
1 For victorie, the song of Dauid. Y abidynge abood the Lord; and he yaf tent to me.
Pou chèf sanba yo. Se yon sòm David. Mwen te mete tout espwa m' nan Seyè a. Li te panche zòrèy li bò kote m', li te tande m' lè m' t'ap rele.
2 And he herde my preieris; and he ledde out me fro the lake of wretchidnesse, and fro the filthe of draft. And he ordeynede my feet on a stoon; and he dresside my goyngis.
Li rale m' soti nan twou kote m' t'ap peri a, nan gwo ma labou a. Li mete m' sou gwo wòch la, li fè m' kanpe dwat ankò.
3 And he sente in to my mouth a newe song; a song to oure God. Many men schulen se, and schulen drede; and schulen haue hope in the Lord.
Li mete yon chante tou nèf nan bouch mwen, yon chante pou m' fè lwanj Bondye nou an. Anpil moun, lè yo wè sa, yo pral pè, y'a mete konfyans yo nan Seyè a.
4 Blessid is the man, of whom the name of the Lord is his hope; and he bihelde not in to vanitees, and in to false woodnesses.
Ala bon sa bon pou moun ki mete konfyans yo nan Seyè a, pou moun ki p'ap swiv ni moun k'ap fè awogans yo ni moun k'ap bay manti yo!
5 Mi Lord God, thou hast maad thi merueils manye; and in thi thouytis noon is, that is lijk thee. I teld, and Y spak; and thei ben multiplied aboue noumbre.
Seyè, Bondye mwen, ou te fè anpil bèl mèvèy pou nou, ou te fè anpil lide pou nou. Pa gen tankou ou, Seyè! Mwen ta renmen fè moun konnen yo, mwen ta renmen pale sou yo. Men, yo sitèlman anpil, mwen pa ka rakonte yo.
6 Thou noldist sacrifice and offryng; but thou madist perfitli eeris to me. Thou axidist not brent sacrifice, and sacrifice for synne;
Ou pa bezwen yo fè okenn ofrann bèt pou boule pou ou, ni pou yo fè ou kado anyen. Men, ou louvri zòrèy mwen yo. Ou pa mande pou yo boule okenn vyann bèt pou ou, ni pou yo touye bèt pou wete peche.
7 thanne Y seide, Lo! Y come. In the heed of the book it is writun of me,
Lè sa a mwen di: -Men mwen, mwen vini, jan sa ekri sou mwen nan liv la.
8 that Y schulde do thi wille; my God, Y wolde; and thi lawe in the myddis of myn herte.
Bondye mwen, mwen pran plezi m' nan fè sa ou vle m' fè. Wi, mwen kenbe lalwa ou nan fon kè m'
9 I telde thi riytfulnesse in a greet chirche; lo! Y schal not refreine my lippis, Lord, thou wistist.
Seyè, lè tout pèp Bondye a te reyini, mwen te fè yo konnen jan ou fè nou gras. Wi, ou konn sa, mwen p'ap rete ak bouch mwen fèmen.
10 I hidde not thi riytfulnesse in myn herte; Y seide thi treuthe and thin helthe. I hidde not thi mercy and thi treuthe; fro a myche counsel.
Mwen pa t' manke pa di jan ou fè nou gras, jan ou bay moun sekou. Nan mitan tout pèp Bondye a, lè yo reyini, mwen pa t' manke pa di jan ou renmen nou, jan ou toujou kenbe pawòl ou.
11 But thou, Lord, make not fer thi merciful doyngis fro me; thi mercy and treuthe euere token me vp.
Seyè, ou pa janm sispann gen pitye pou mwen. W'ap toujou pwoteje m', paske ou renmen m'. Ou p'ap janm lage m'.
12 For whi yuels, of whiche is no noumbre, cumpassiden me; my wickidnessis token me, and y myyte not, that Y schulde se. Tho ben multiplied aboue the heeris of myn heed; and myn herte forsook me.
Kote m' vire, malè tonbe sou mwen. Mwen pa ka konte yo. Peche m' yo twòp pou mwen. Mwen pa k'ap sipòte yo. Yo pi plis pase cheve nan tèt mwen. Mwen pèdi tout kouraj mwen.
13 Lord, plese it to thee, that thou delyuere me; Lord, biholde thou to helpe me.
Seyè, tanpri, delivre m' non! Prese vin pote m' sekou, Seyè.
14 Be thei schent, and aschamed togidere; that seken my lijf, to take awei it. Be thei turned abac, and be thei schamed; that wolen yuels to me.
Moun k'ap chache touye m' yo, se pou yo tout wont, se pou yo pa ka leve tèt yo. Moun ki anvi wè malè rive mwen, se pou yo renka kò yo, se pou yo wont.
15 Bere thei her confusioun anoon; that seien to me, Wel! wel! `that is, in scorn.
Moun k'ap lonje dwèt sou mwen yo, se pou sezisman pran yo tèlman yo wont.
16 Alle men that seken thee, be fulli ioyful, and be glad on thee; and seie thei, that louen thin helthe, The Lord be magnyfied euere.
Men, tout moun ki vin jwenn ou, se pou yo kontan, se pou yo fè fèt. Tout moun ki renmen jan ou delivre yo a, se tout tan pou yo di: -Seyè a gen gwo pouvwa!
17 Forsothe Y am a beggere and pore; the Lord is bisi of me. Thou arte myn helpere and my defendere; my God, tarie thou not.
Pou mwen menm, se yon pòv malere san sekou mwen ye. Men ou menm ki mèt mwen, pa bliye m'. Se ou ki tout sekou mwen, se ou ki tout delivrans mwen. Bondye mwen, pa mize!
