Sòm 30

1 Kantik pou fèt Benediksyon Tanp lan. Se yon sòm David. M'ap fè lwanj ou, Seyè, paske ou mete m' sou de pye m' ankò, paske ou pa bay lènmi m' yo chans pou yo pase m' nan rizib.

A psalm of David. A song for the dedication of the Temple. I will extol you, O Lord, because you have lifted me up, and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.

2 Seyè, Bondye mwen, mwen rele nan pye ou, epi ou geri mwen.

I cried to you for help, O Lord my God, and you healed me.

3 Ou rale m' soti nan bouch twou a. Ou ban m' lavi ankò, ou pa kite m' mouri. (Sheol h7585)

You have brought me up, Lord, from Sheol, from my way to the pit back to life you have called me. (Sheol h7585)

4 Nou tout ki renmen Seyè a, fè lwanj li! Chonje sa l' te fè. Li pa tankou tout moun. Di l' mèsi.

Sing praise to the Lord, faithful people; give thanks to his holy name.

5 Paske, lè li ankòlè, se pou yon ti tan. Men, li ban nou favè l' pou tout tan n'ap viv. Lannwit nou kriye, Kou l' jou, kè nou kontan.

For his anger lasts only a moment, his favour endures for a lifetime. Weeping may lodge for the night, but the morning brings shouts of joy.

6 Mwen te santi kè m' poze, se sak fè mwen t'ap di: -Anyen p'ap janm rive m'.

When all went well, I imagined that never should I be shaken.

7 Seyè, ou fè m' favè, ou mete m' chita sou yon mòn byen wo. Men, kou ou vire do ban mwen, kè m' kase.

For by your favour, O Lord, you had set me on mountains strong: but you hide your face, and I was confounded.

8 Mwen te kriye nan pye ou, Seyè. Mwen te mande ou sekou.

Then to you, Lord, I cried, to the Lord I begged for mercy,

9 Si ou kite yo touye m', sa sa ap fè pou ou? Si ou kite m' ale anba tè, sa sa ap rapòte ou? Eske moun mouri ka fè lwanj ou? Eske yo ka mache di jan ou toujou kenbe pawòl ou?

‘What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit? Can you be praised by dust? Can it tell of your faithfulness?

10 Koute m' non, Seyè! Gen pitye pou mwen! Seyè, pote m' sekou!

Hear, Lord, and show me your favour, Lord be a helper to me.’

11 Ou siye dlo nan je m', ou fè kè m' kontan anpil. Ou wete rad dèy ki te sou mwen an, ou ban m' yon bèl rad mete sou mwen pou m' fè fèt.

You have turned my mourning to dancing; my sackcloth you have unloosed, and clothed me with joy:

12 Mwen p'ap rete ak bouch mwen fèmen, m'ap chante lwanj ou. Seyè, se ou menm ki Bondye mwen! Se tout tan tout tan m'ap di ou mèsi.

that unceasingly I should sing your praise, and give thanks to you, Lord my God, forever.