Psalms 57
1 To the chief music-maker; put to Al-tashheth. Michtam. Of David. When he went in flight from Saul, in the hole of the rock. Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me; for the hope of my soul is in you: I will keep myself safely under the shade of your wings, till these troubles are past.
David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Woadzii ɖe “Mègagblẽ nu o” ƒe gbeɖiɖi nu. Ekpa ha sia esi wòsi le Saul nu yi ɖabe ɖe agado aɖe me. Kpɔ nye nublanui, O! Mawu, kpɔ nye nublanui, elabena wò mee nye luʋɔ kpɔ sitsoƒe le. Wò aʋala ƒe vɔvɔli te mabe ɖo va se ɖe esime gbegblẽ la nu nava yi.
2 I will send up my cry to the Most High God; to God who does all things for me.
Mawu, Dziƒoʋĩtɔ lae medo ɣli na, Mawu si wɔa ɖoɖo si wòwɔ ɖe ŋunye la dzi.
3 He will send from heaven, and take me from the power of him whose desire is for my destruction. God will send out his mercy and his good faith.
Edɔ xɔnametɔ tso dziƒo, eye wòxɔ nam heka mo na ame siwo le yonyeme tim kutɔkutɔe. (Sela) Mawu dɔ eƒe lɔlɔ̃ kple eƒe nuteƒewɔwɔ ɖa.
4 My soul is among lions; I am stretched out among those who are on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and whose tongue is a sharp sword.
Mele dzatawo dome, memlɔ lã lénuwo dome, amegbetɔ siwo ƒe aɖuwo nye akplɔwo kple aŋutrɔwo, eye woƒe aɖewo nye yi ɖaɖɛwo.
5 O God, be lifted up higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.
Medo wò ɖe dzi, O Mawu, gbɔ dziƒowo ŋu, na wò ŋutikɔkɔe naklẽ ɖe anyigba blibo la dzi.
6 They have made ready a net for my steps; my soul is bent down; they have made a great hole before me, and have gone down into it themselves. (Selah)
Woɖo ɖɔ ɖi na nye afɔ, ena mete ɖe anyi kple nuxaxa. Woɖe ʋe ɖe mɔ dzi nam, gake woawo ŋutɔ ge dze eme. (Sela)
7 My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs, and give praise.
Nye dzi li ke sesĩe, O Mawu, nye dzi li ke sesĩe, eya ta madzi ha aƒo saŋku.
8 You are my glory; let the instruments of music be awake; I myself will be awake with the dawn.
Nyɔ, nye luʋɔ! Nyɔ, kasaŋku kple gasaŋku! Mana fɔŋli nanyɔ!
9 I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make songs to you among the nations.
O! Aƒetɔ, makafu wò le dukɔwo dome, eye madzi ha na wò le dukɔwo dome,
10 For your mercy is great, stretching up to the heavens, and your righteousness goes up to the clouds.
elabena wò lɔlɔ̃ keke ta, yi ɖatɔ dziƒo ke, eye wò nuteƒewɔwɔ yi ɖatɔ dziŋgɔli.
11 Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens, let your glory be over all the earth.
Medo wò ɖe dzi, O Mawu, gbɔ dziƒowo ŋu, na wò ŋutikɔkɔe naklẽ ɖe anyigba blibo la dzi.
