Psalms 126

1 A Song of degrees. When Jehovah turned the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream.

Mɔzɔha. Esi Yehowa kplɔ aboyomeyilawo gbɔe va Zion la, míenɔ abe drɔ̃ekulawo ene.

2 Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with rejoicing: then said they among the nations, Jehovah hath done great things for them.

Nukoko yɔ míaƒe nu me fũu, eye dzidzɔhawo yɔ míaƒe aɖewo dzi. Tete wogblɔ le dukɔwo dome be, “Yehowa wɔ nu gã na wo ameawo.”

3 Jehovah hath done great things for us; [and] we are joyful.

Nyateƒee, Yehowa wɔ nu gãwo na mí, eya ta dzidzɔ yɔ mía me.

4 Turn our captivity, O Jehovah, as the streams in the south.

O! Yehowa, gaɖo míaƒe nunyonamewo te, abe tɔʋu si le Gbegbe ene.

5 They that sow in tears shall reap with rejoicing:

Ame siwo ƒã nu kple aɖatsi la, axa nu kple dzidzɔhawo.

6 He goeth forth and weepeth, bearing seed for scattering; he cometh again with rejoicing, bearing his sheaves.

Ame si do go le nukuwo ƒãm kple aɖatsi la atrɔ agbɔ kple dzidzɔhawo, atsɔ lu bablawo agbɔe.