Psalms 60
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Lily of the Covenant.” A Miktam of David for instruction. When he fought Aram-naharaim and Aram-zobah, and Joab returned and struck down 12,000 Edomites in the Valley of Salt. You have rejected us, O God; You have broken us; You have been angry; restore us!
David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Woadzii ɖe “Nubabla ƒe Dzogbenya” ƒe gbeɖiɖi nu. David kpa nufiameha sia esi wòwɔ aʋa kple Aram Naharaim kple Aram Zobah, kpe ɖe esi Yoab trɔ gbɔ tso aʋa le Dze Balime, afi si wòwu Edomtɔ akpe wuieve le la ŋu. O! Mawu, ègbe mí, èti kpo dze mía dzi, eye nèdo dɔmedzoe ɖe mía ŋu, eya ta gbugbɔ mí ɖo te!
2 You have shaken the land and torn it open. Heal its fractures, for it is quaking.
Èʋuʋu anyigba la, eye nèfee wòle nuvo, eya ta gatre eƒe gbagbãƒeawo, elabena ele ʋuʋum.
3 You have shown Your people hardship; we are staggered from the wine You made us drink.
Èna ɣeyiɣi sesẽwo tu wò dukɔ la, eye nèna wain mí míeno mu hele yiyim sɔgɔsɔgɔsɔgɔ.
4 You have raised a banner for those who fear You, that they may flee the bow.
Ke hena ame siwo vɔ̃a wò la, èkɔ aflaga dzi be wòanye akpoxɔnu ɖe woƒe aŋutrɔ ŋu. (Sela)
5 Respond and save us with Your right hand, that Your beloved may be delivered.
Xɔ na mí, eye nàɖe mí kple wò nuɖusi, be ame siwo nèlɔ̃ la nakpɔ xɔxɔ.
6 God has spoken from His sanctuary: “I will triumph! I will parcel out Shechem and apportion the Valley of Succoth.
Mawu ƒo nu tso eƒe kɔkɔeƒe la be; “Le dziɖuɖu me, mama Sekem, eye madzidze Sukɔt Balime hã.
7 Gilead is Mine, and Manasseh is Mine; Ephraim is My helmet, Judah is My scepter.
Gilead nye tɔnye, Manase hã tɔnyee. Nye gakukue nye Efraim, eye Yuda nye nye fiatikplɔ.
8 Moab is My washbasin; upon Edom I toss My sandal; over Philistia I shout in triumph.”
Moab nye nye asiklɔgba, meɖe nye tokota ƒu gbe ɖe Edom dzi, eye medo dziɖuɖuɣli ɖe Filistia ta.”
9 Who will bring me to the fortified city? Who will lead me to Edom?
Ame ka akplɔm ayi du si ŋu woɖo gli sesẽ ƒo xlãe la me? Ame ka akplɔm ayi Edom?
10 Have You not rejected us, O God? Will You no longer march out, O God, with our armies?
O! Mawu, ɖe menye wòe o la, wò ame si gbe mí, eye mègadona kple míaƒe aʋakɔwo lae oa?
11 Give us aid against the enemy, for the help of man is worthless.
Kpe ɖe mía ŋu, ɖe míaƒe futɔwo ŋuti, elabena amegbetɔ ƒe kpekpeɖeŋu mele ɖeke me o.
12 With God we will perform with valor, and He will trample our enemies.
To Mawu dzi, míaɖu dzi, eye míafanya míaƒe futɔwo ɖe anyigba.
