Psalms 42

As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.

Pou chèf sanba yo. Se yonn nan chante pitit Kore yo.

My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?

Menm jan yon bèt anvi bwè dlo larivyè, se konsa mwen anvi wè ou, Bondye.

My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?

Se pa ti anvi mwen pa anvi wè Bondye, Bondye ki vivan an. Kilè m' ava ale pou m' adore Bondye lakay li?

When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

Lajounen kou lannwit m'ap kriye. Se dlo ki soti nan je m' ki sèvi m' manje. Se tout tan moun ap mande m': -Kote Bondye ou la?

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

Kè m' ap fann lè m' chonje bagay tan lontan: mwen te konn mache ansanm ak yon foul moun, ki te konn ale lakay Bondye. Moun yo te konn fè fèt, yo te konn chante, yo t'ap di Bondye mèsi.

O my God, my soul is cast down within me: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, from the hill Mizar.

Mwen pale ak tèt mwen, mwen di: -Poukisa m' kagou konsa? Poukisa m'ap plede plenn konsa nan kè m'? M'ap met espwa m' nan Bondye, paske mwen gen pou m' fè lwanj li ankò. Se li k'ap delivre m', se li ki Bondye mwen.

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

Wi, mwen kagou. Se poutèt sa, kote m' ye a, bò larivyè Jouden an, sou mòn Emon osinon sou mòn Miza, tout tan lide m' sou ou.

Yet the LORD will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.

Yon lanm lanmè rale yon lòt lanm lanmè dèyè l' lè gwo lapli ap tonbe. Tout kouran dlo ak tout lanm lanmè yo ap pase sou mwen.

I will say unto God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

Lajounen Seyè a fè m' anpil favè. Lannwit mwen chante yon chante pou li. Mwen lapriyè Bondye ki tout lavi mwen.

As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

Mwen di Bondye ki twou wòch kote pou m' kache a: -Poukisa ou bliye m' konsa? Poukisa pou m'ap viv ak tout lapenn sa a nan kè m', lè lènmi m' yo ap kraze m' anba pye yo?

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

Mwen santi tout zo nan kò m' ap fè m' mal. lè moun k'ap pèsekite m' yo ap joure m', lè tout tan y'ap mande m': -Kote Bondye ou la? Wi, poukisa mwen kagou konsa? Poukisa m'ap plenn konsa nan kè mwen? M'ap mete espwa m' nan Bondye, paske mwen gen pou m' fè lwanj li ankò. Se li k'ap delivre m', se li ki Bondye mwen.