Psalms 6

1 To the Chief Musician, with stringed Instruments upon the eighth. A Melody of David. O Yahweh! do not, in thine anger, correct me, nor, in thy wrath, chastise me.

Pou chèf sanba yo. Se sou enstriman akòd pou yo jwe mizik la. Sou wityèm lan. Se yon sòm David. Seyè, pa pini m' lè ou fache! Pa kale m' lè ou an kòlè!

2 Show me favour, O Yahweh, for languishing am I: Heal me, O Yahweh, —for dismayed are my bones:

Gen pitye pou mwen, Seyè, paske mwen santi m' san fòs. Geri mwen, Seyè, paske m'ap deperi.

3 Yea, my soul, is dismayed greatly, Thou, then, O Yahweh—how long?

Lespri m' boulvèse anpil, Seyè. Pou konbe tan bagay sa a la ankò?

4 Return, O Yahweh, deliver my soul, Save me, for the sake of thy lovingkindness;

Tounen vin delivre m' non, Seyè! Jan ou gen kè sansib sa a, pa kite m' mouri.

5 For, in death, is no remembrance of thee, —In hades, who shall give thanks unto thee? (Sheol h7585)

Paske, lè yon moun mouri li pa chonje ou ankò. Pesonn pa fè lwanj ou kote mò yo ye a. (Sheol h7585)

6 I am weary with my sighing, I flood, through the whole night, my couch, —With my tears, I cause, my bed, to dissolve:

Se fini m'ap fini afòs m'ap kriye. Lannwit, kabann mwen mouye nèt afòs jè m' kouri dlo.

7 My face, is all sunken with sorrow, —it hath aged, because of all mine adversaries.

Figi m' fin rale afòs mwen gen lapenn. Mwen fin vye anba moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo.

8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity, for Yahweh hath heard the voice of my weeping:

Wete kò nou sou mwen, nou tout k'ap fè sa ki mal, paske Seyè a tande lè m'ap kriye.

9 Yahweh, hath heard my supplication, Yahweh, will receive, my prayer.

Li tande m' lè m'ap rele nan pye li. Li reponn mwen lè m'ap lapriyè li.

10 Let all my foes, turn pale and be greatly dismayed, Again let them turn pale in a moment.

Tout lènmi m' yo pral wont, y'ap pè. Se vre wi. Y'ap kouri fè bak. Y'ap rete konsa lawont ap pran yo.