Sòm 142

1 Chante David te chante lè li te kache nan gwo twou wòch la. Se yon lapriyè. M'ap louvri bouch mwen, m'ap rele Seyè a. M'ap louvri bouch mwen, m'ap kriye nan pye Seyè a.

A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry with my voice to the LORD. With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.

2 M'ap louvri kè m' bay Bondye, m'ap rakonte l' mizè mwen.

I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

3 Lè m' santi mwen pa kapab ankò, ou menm, ou konnen sa pou m' fè. Sou chemen kote m'ap pase a yo tann yon pèlen pou mwen.

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

4 Voye je ou toupatou, gade byen! Tout moun pran pòz pa konnen m'. Pa gen yon moun pou pwoteje m'. Pa gen yon moun pou pran ka m'.

Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me. Refuge has fled from me. No one cares for my soul.

5 Mwen kriye nan pye ou, Seyè! Mwen di: Se ou menm ki tout pwoteksyon mwen. Se ou menm ki tout mwen nan lavi sa a.

I cried to you, LORD. I said, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

6 Panche zòrèy ou, koute sa m'ap di ou! Mwen fin dekouraje. Delivre m' anba men moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo, paske yo pi fò pase m'.

Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.

7 Wete m' nan prizon sa a pou m' ka di ou mèsi. Lè sa a, m'a kanpe nan mitan moun ki mache dwat devan ou yo, paske ou te bon pou mwen.

Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround me, for you will be good to me.