Psalms 7
1 A Psalm of David, which he sang to the Lord because of the words of Cush, the son of Jemini. O Lord, my God, in you I have hoped. Save me from all those who persecute me, and free me:
Yon Sòm David, ke li te chante a SENYÈ a pou yon moun tribi Benjamin ki te rele Cush. O SENYÈ Bondye mwen an, nan Ou mwen kache. Sove mwen de tout (sila) k ap kouri dèyè m yo e fè m sekou,
2 lest at any time, like a lion, he might seize my soul, while there is no one to redeem me, nor any who can save.
sof ke li ta chire nanm mwen tankou yon lyon, epi rale m akote pandan pa gen moun pou delivre m.
3 O Lord, my God, if there is iniquity in my hands, if I have done this:
O SENYÈ mwen, si mwen menm te fè sa, si gen enjistis nan men m,
4 if I have repaid those who rendered evils to me, may I deservedly fall away empty before my enemies:
si mwen te rekonpanse mal a zanmi mwen, oswa te piyaje (sila) ki te lènmi mwen a san koz la,
5 let the enemy pursue my soul, and take hold of it, and trample my life into the earth, and drag down my glory into the dust. (Pause)
kite lènmi an kouri dèyè nanm mwen jiskaske li pran l, epi kite li foule lavi mwen jis atè. Fè glwa mwen kouche nèt nan pousyè a. Tan
6 Rise up, Lord, in your anger. And be exalted to the borders of my enemies. And rise up, O Lord my God, according to the precept that you commanded,
Leve, O SENYÈ, nan kòlè Ou; leve Ou menm kont raj ladvèsè mwen yo. Leve Ou menm pou mwen; Ou menm ki te etabli jijman an.
7 and a congregation of people will surround you. And, because of this, return on high.
Kite asanble a tout pèp yo antoure Ou. Gouvènen yo, depi an wo.
8 The Lord judges the people. Judge me, O Lord, according to my justice and according to my innocence within me.
Se SENYÈ a ki jije pèp yo. Fè m jistis O SENYÈ, selon ladwati mwen ak jan mwen kanpe fèm.
9 The wickedness of sinners will be consumed, and you will direct the just: the examiner of hearts and temperaments is God.
Alò, mete fen a mechanste malfektè yo, men etabli (sila) ki dwat yo. Paske se ladwati Bondye ki fè prèv nan kè avèk panse moun.
10 Just is my help from the Lord, who saves the upright of heart.
Boukliye mwen se avèk Bondye, ki sove (sila) ki dwat yo.
11 God is a just judge, strong and patient. How could he be angry throughout every day?
Bondye se yon jij ki jis e ki rayi enjistis chak jou.
12 Unless you will be converted, he will brandish his sword. He has extended his bow and made it ready.
Si yon nonm pa repanti, La p file nepe Li. Li deja koube banza Li; Li prèt.
13 And with it, he has prepared instruments of death. He has produced his arrows for those on fire.
Anplis, Li fin prepare pou kont Li zam mòtèl yo. Li fè flèch ak shaf ki brile yo.
14 Behold him who has given birth to injustice: he has conceived sorrow and has begotten iniquity.
Gade byen, l ap lite nan mechanste. Wi, li plante jèm mechanste a, epi li vin bay nesans a tout sa ki fo.
15 He has opened a pit and enlarged it. And he has fallen into the hole that he made.
Li te fouye yon twou, kreve l nèt, e vin tonbe nan twou ke li te fè a.
16 His sorrow will be turned upon his own head, and his iniquity will descend upon his highest point.
Mechanste li va retounen sou pwòp tèt li, e vyolans pa l ap desann sou pwòp fwon li.
17 I will confess to the Lord according to his justice, and I will sing a psalm to the name of the Lord Most High.
Mwen va bay remèsiman a SENYÈ a selon ladwati Li. Mwen va chante lwanj a non SENYÈ a, Toupwisan an.
