< Psalms 147 >

1 Praise ye Jah! for it is good. Sing psalms of our God; for it is pleasant: praise is comely.
Mikafu Yehowa. Aleke mehenyoe be woadzi kafukafuha na míaƒe Mawu la o! Aleke wòhevivina, eye wòdze be woakafui!
2 Jehovah doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth the outcasts of Israel.
Yehowa gbugbɔ tso Yerusalem du la, eye wòkplɔ Israel ƒe aboyomewo gbɔe.
3 He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
Eda gbe le ame siwo ƒe dzi gbã la ŋu, eye wòbla woƒe abiwo na wo.
4 He counteth the number of the stars; he giveth names to them all.
Eyae ɖo xexlẽme na ɣletiviwo, eye wòyɔa ɖe sia ɖe ƒe ŋkɔ.
5 Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.
Gãe nye míaƒe Aƒetɔ la, eye eƒe ŋusẽ tri akɔ ŋutɔ, seɖoƒe meli na eƒe gɔmesese o.
6 Jehovah lifteth up the meek; he abaseth the wicked to the earth.
Yehowa kpɔa ame siwo bɔbɔa wo ɖokui la dzi, ke etsɔ ame vɔ̃ɖi ya xlã ɖe anyigba.
7 Sing unto Jehovah with thanksgiving; sing psalms upon the harp unto our God:
Midzi ha na Yehowa kple akpedada, eye miƒo ha na míaƒe Mawu la kple kasaŋku.
8 Who covereth the heavens with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains;
Etsɔa lilikpo xea yamee, eye wònana tsi dzana ɖe anyigba la dzi hewɔnɛ be gbe miena ɖe togbɛwo dzi.
9 Who giveth to the cattle their food, to the young ravens which cry.
Enaa nuɖuɖu nyiwo kple akpaviã siwo le xɔxlɔ̃m nɛ.
10 He delighteth not in the strength of the horse, he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man;
Eƒe dzidzɔ mele sɔ ƒe ŋusẽ me loo, alo amegbetɔ ƒe afɔ me o;
11 Jehovah taketh pleasure in those that fear him, in those that hope in his loving-kindness.
ke boŋ Yehowa ƒe dzidzɔkpɔkpɔ le ame siwo vɔ̃nɛ la me, ame siwo tsɔa woƒe mɔkpɔkpɔ dana ɖe eƒe lɔlɔ̃ si meʋãna o la dzi.
12 Laud Jehovah, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.
O! Yerusalem, do Yehowa ɖe dzi, O! Zion, kafu wò Mawu la,
13 For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee;
elabena eyae glã wò agbowo ƒe gametiwo, eye wòyra ame siwo le mewò.
14 He maketh peace in thy borders; he satisfieth thee with the finest of the wheat.
Ena ŋutifafa le wò liƒowo dzi, eye wòtsɔ mɔlu nyuitɔ ɖi ƒo na wòe.
15 He sendeth forth his oracles to the earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
Eɖo eƒe sedede ɖe anyigba la dzi, eye eƒe nya kaka kple du ɖo teƒewo.
16 He giveth snow like wool, scattereth the hoar frost like ashes;
Ekaka tsikpe abe ɖetifu ene, eye wòkaka afu abe dzofi ene.
17 He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
Eɖo kpetsi ɖe anyigba abe kpekui ene. Ame ka ate ŋu anɔ te ɖe wò ya fafɛ la nu?
18 He sendeth his word, and melteth them; he causeth his wind to blow — the waters flow.
Edɔ eƒe nya ɖa, eye wòlolo wo. Ede ŋusẽ eƒe yawo me, eye tsiwo de asi sisi me.
19 He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel.
Eɖe eƒe nya fia Yakob eye wòɖe eƒe sewo kple sededewo fia Israel.
20 He hath not dealt thus with any nation; and as for [his] judgments, they have not known them. Hallelujah!
Mewɔ esia na dukɔ bubu aɖeke o, eye womenya eƒe sewo o. Mikafu Yehowa.

< Psalms 147 >