Psalms 51
1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. When Nathan the prophet came to him, after he had gone in to Bath-sheba. Have pity on me, O God, in your mercy; out of a full heart, take away my sin.
David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Ekpa ha sia esime wòwɔ ahasi kple Batseba, eye Nyagblɔɖila Natan va egbɔ. O! Mawu, kpɔ nye nublanui le wò lɔlɔ̃ si meʋãna o la ta. Le wò dɔmenyo sɔgbɔ la nu, tutu nye dzidadawo ɖa.
2 Let all my wrongdoing be washed away, and make me clean from evil.
Klɔ nye vodadawo katã ɖa, eye nàle tsi nam ŋunye nakɔ tso nye nu vɔ̃wo me.
3 For I am conscious of my error; my sin is ever before me.
Elabena menya nye dzidadawo, eye nye nu vɔ̃wo le nye ŋkume ɖaa.
4 Against you, you only, have I done wrong, working that which is evil in your eyes; so that your words may be seen to be right, and you may be clear when you are judging.
Ŋuwò, wò ko ŋu mewɔ nu vɔ̃ ɖo, eye nu si nye vɔ̃ le wò ŋkume la mewɔ, eya ta ne èle nu ƒom la, woaɖee afia be tɔwò dzɔ, eye ne ètso afia la, woagblɔ be ele eteƒe.
5 Truly, I was formed in evil, and in sin did my mother give me birth.
Vavã, wodzim ɖe nu vɔ̃ me, eye nu vɔ̃ me danye fɔ nye fu ɖo.
6 Your desire is for what is true in the inner parts: in the secrets of my soul you will give me knowledge of wisdom.
Vavã, nyateƒe si tso dzi me ke la nèdina; èfia nunyam le ememe ke.
7 Make me free from sin with hyssop: let me be washed whiter than snow.
Klɔ ŋutinye kple kakle, eye ŋunye aɖi; le tsi nam, eye mafu tititi wu aklala.
8 Make me full of joy and rapture; so that the bones which have been broken may be glad.
Na mase dzidzɔkpɔkpɔ kple aseyetsotso, ne nye ƒu siwo nèŋe la nakpɔ dzidzɔ.
9 Let your face be turned from my wrongdoing, and take away all my sins.
Ɣla wò mo ɖe nye nu vɔ̃wo, eye nàtutu nye vodadawo katã ɖa.
10 Make a clean heart in me, O God; give me a right spirit again.
O! Mawu, wɔ dzi dzadzɛ aɖe nam, eye nàgbugbɔ gbɔgbɔ si li ke la de menye.
11 Do not put me away from before you, or take your holy spirit from me.
Mègatsɔm ƒu gbe le wò ŋkume, alo nàxɔ wò Gbɔgbɔ Kɔkɔe la le asinye o.
12 Give me back the joy of your salvation; let a free spirit be my support.
Gbugbɔ ɖeɖekpɔkpɔ ƒe dzidzɔ de menye, eye nàna gbɔgbɔ si le klalo la be wòalém ɖe asi.
13 Then will I make your ways clear to wrongdoers; and sinners will be turned to you.
Ekema mafia wò mɔwo dzidalawo, eye nu vɔ̃ wɔlawo atrɔ ava gbɔwò.
14 Be my saviour from violent death, O God, the God of my salvation; and my tongue will give praise to your righteousness.
O! Mawu, ɖem tso ʋukɔkɔɖi ƒe nu vɔ̃ me, wò Mawu si ɖem, eye nye aɖe adzi ha le wò dzɔdzɔenyenye ŋu.
15 O Lord, let my lips be open, so that my mouth may make clear your praise.
O! Aƒetɔ, ke nye nuyiwo, eye nye nu aɖe gbeƒã wò kafukafu.
16 You have no desire for an offering or I would give it; you have no delight in burned offerings.
Mèdia vɔsa o, anye ne metsɔe na wò; numevɔsa hã medoa dzidzɔ na wò o.
17 The offerings of God are a broken spirit; a broken and sorrowing heart, O God, you will not put from you.
Vɔsa siwo nye Mawu tɔe nye gbɔgbɔ si wogbã. O! Mawu, màdo vlo dzi si gbã hetugu la o.
18 Do good to Zion in your good pleasure, building up the walls of Jerusalem.
Na nu nadze edzi na Zion le wò didi nyui la nu, eye nàɖo Yerusalem ƒe gliwo te.
19 Then you will have delight in the offerings of righteousness, in burned offerings and offerings of beasts; then they will make offerings of oxen on your altar.
Ekema dzɔdzɔenyenyevɔsawo kple numevɔsa blibowo ava gbɔwò, ado dzidzɔ na wò, eye woatsɔ nyitsuwo asa vɔe le wò vɔsamlekpui dzi.
