Psalms 64
1 For the music director. A psalm of David. God, please listen to my complaint. Protect me because my enemies scare me.
Pou direktè koral la. Yon Sòm David. Tande vwa m, O Bondye nan plent mwen an. Konsève lavi m kont laperèz lènmi an.
2 Shelter me from the plots of the wicked, from this evil mob.
Pwoteje m kont konsèy sekrè a malfektè yo, kont boulvèsman a (sila) ki fè mechanste yo.
3 What they say cuts like swords; they fire off poisonous words like arrows.
Ki te file lang yo tankou nepe. Yo te pwente flèch pawòl anmè yo,
4 They shoot from their hiding places at innocent people—doing this without warning, not afraid of being caught.
pou tire an kachèt sou (sila) ki inosan yo. Sibitman yo tire sou li, san lakrent.
5 They encourage one another to do evil, planning how to secretly trap people, telling themselves, “Nobody will notice.”
Yo kenbe fèm a pwòp desen mechan yo. Yo pale sou pyèj ke y ap fòme an sekrè yo. Yo di: “Se kilès ki kab wè yo?”
6 They plot wicked things. “What a great plan we've created!” they say. There are no limits to the depths to which human minds and thoughts can sink.
Yo fè manèv pou enjistis e di: “Nou prè pou yon konplo byen fòme”. Paske panse lenteryè a moun se byen fon.
7 But God will shoot them with arrows; all of a sudden they will be wounded.
Men Bondye va tire sou yo avèk yon flèch. Sibitman, yo va blese.
8 What they themselves say will trip them up; people who see them will mock them, shaking their heads at them.
Konsa, yo va chape tonbe. Pwòp lang pa yo va kont yo. Tout moun ki wè yo va souke tèt yo.
9 Then everyone will be frightened. They will say that this is the work of God, and they will think about what he has done.
Nan moman sa a, tout moun va krent. Konsa, yo va deklare zèv Bondye yo. Ak sajès yo va konsidere sa Li te fè a.
10 Those who are right with the Lord will be happy in him, they will go to him for protection. Those who live right will praise him.
Nonm ladwati a va kontan nan SENYÈ a! Yo va pran refij nan Li, epi tout moun dwat yo va fè kè kontan.
