Psalms 75

1 We give thanks to thee, O God. We give thanks, for thy name is near. Men tell of thy wondrous works.

Asaf ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la, ne woadzii ɖe “Mègagblẽ nu o” ƒe gbeɖiɖi nu. O! Mawu, míeda akpe na wò, míeda akpe na wò, elabena wò ŋkɔ tsɔ ɖe mía gbɔ, eye amewo le wò nukunuwo xlẽm fia.

2 When I shall find the set time, I will judge uprightly;

Ègblɔ be, “Meɖo ɣeyiɣi da ɖi, elabena nyee adrɔ̃ ʋɔnu le dzɔdzɔenyenye me.

3 when the earth and all the inhabitants thereof are dissolved. I have set up the pillars of it. (Selah)

Ne anyigba kple edzinɔlawo ʋuʋu kpekpekpe la, nyee léa eƒe sɔtiwo ɖe asi sesĩe. (Sela)

4 I said to the arrogant, Deal not arrogantly, and to the wicked, Lift not up the horn.

Megblɔ na ɖokuiŋudzelawo be, ‘Midzudzɔ dada,’ eye na ame vɔ̃ɖi be, ‘Mègakɔ wò dzo ɖe dzi o.

5 Lift not up your horn on high. Speak not with a stiff neck.

Mègakɔ wò dzowo ɖe dzi ɖe dziƒo ŋu o, eye mègahe ve hafi nànɔ nu ƒom o.’”

6 For neither from the east, nor from the west, nor yet from the south, comes lifting up.

Dodoɖedzi metsoa ɣedzeƒe, ɣetoɖoƒe alo gbegbe vana na ame o,

7 But God is the judge. He put one down, and lifts another up.

ke boŋ Mawue nye afiatsola, eɖea ame sia le zi dzi, eye wòdoa ame kemɛ ɖe dzi.

8 For in the hand of Jehovah there is a cup, and the wine foams. It is full of mixture, and he pours out of the same, surely to the dregs of it. All the wicked of the earth shall drain them, and drink them.

Kplu aɖe le Yehowa ƒe asi me, wain si lɔ fu ɖe nu, eye wotsɔ nu ʋeʋĩ tɔtɔe la le eme; ekui na ame vɔ̃ɖi siwo le anyigba dzi, wonoe, no ahaƒã si le egɔme la hã ƒiaƒiaƒia.

9 But I will declare forever. I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.

Ke nye la, manɔ esia gblɔm ɖaa be; madzi kafukafuha na Yakob ƒe Mawu la;

10 All the horns of the wicked I will also cut off, but the horns of a righteous man shall be lifted up.

maŋe ame vɔ̃ɖiwo ƒe dzowo, ke woado ame dzɔdzɔewo ƒe dzowo ɖe dzi.