Psalms 56
1 To the chief Musician. On Jonathelem-rechokim. Of David. Michtam; when the Philistines took him in Gath. Be gracious unto me, O God; for man would swallow me up: all the day long fighting he oppresseth me.
David ƒe nufiameha na hɛnɔ la. Woadzii ɖe “Ahɔnɛ si dzo ɖe logoti dzi le didiƒe ke” la ƒe gbeɖiɖi nu. Ekpa ha sia esi Filistitɔwo lée le Gat. Kpɔ nye nublanui, O! Mawu, elabena amegbetɔwo ti yonyeme kple ŋkubiã; ŋkeke blibo la wole yonyeme kutɔkutɔe.
2 Mine enemies would swallow [me] up all the day long; for they are many that fight against me haughtily.
Ame siwo le ŋunye gblẽm la ti yonyeme ŋkeke blibo la, eye wo dometɔ geɖewo tso ɖe ŋunye kple dada.
3 In the day that I am afraid, I will confide in thee.
Maka ɖe dziwò ne vɔvɔ̃ ɖom.
4 In God will I praise his word, in God I put my confidence: I will not fear; what can flesh do unto me?
Wò Mawu si ƒe nya mekafu, Mawu si dzi meka ɖo; nyemavɔ̃ akpɔ o. Nu ka amegbetɔ, ŋutilã kple ʋu, awɔm ma?
5 All the day long they wrest my words; all their thoughts are against me for evil.
Ŋkeke blibo la wotrɔa gbo nye nyawo, ɣe sia ɣi wole nugbe ɖom be woawɔ nuvevim.
6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves; they mark my steps, because they wait for my soul.
Woɖo babla, wole ŋu tsam, hele ŋku lém ɖe nye afɔɖeɖewo ŋu, eye wotsi dzi ɖe nye agbetsɔtsrɔ̃ ŋuti.
7 Shall they escape by iniquity? In anger cast down the peoples, O God.
Ɖe woƒe vɔ̃ɖinyenye ta la, megana mɔ woasi o; O! Mawu, he dukɔwo ƒu anyi le wò dɔmedzoe me.
8 Thou countest my wanderings; put my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?
Ŋlɔ nye konyifafa da ɖi; lé nye aɖatsiwo ɖe agbalẽ dzi; ɖe womele wò nyaŋlɔɖiwo me xoxo oa?
9 Then shall mine enemies return backward in the day when I call: this I know, for God is for me.
Ekema nye futɔwo atrɔ adzo, ne meyɔ wò be nàxɔ nam. To esia me la, manya be Mawu nye tɔnye.
10 In God will I praise [his] word; in Jehovah will I praise [his] word.
Mawu, ame si ƒe nya mekafu, Yehowa ame si ƒe nya mekafu.
11 In God have I put my confidence: I will not fear; what can man do unto me?
Mawu, ame si dzi meka ɖo; nyemavɔ̃ o. Nu ka amegbetɔ ate ŋu awɔm?
12 Thy vows are upon me, O God: I will render thanks unto thee.
O! Mawu, meɖe adzɔgbe na wò, eya ta maxe adzɔgbeɖefe na wò.
13 For thou hast delivered my soul from death; [wilt thou] not [keep] my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?
Elabena èɖem tso ku me, eye nèna be nye afɔwo hã magaɖiɖi o, ne mate ŋu azɔ le Mawu ŋkume le agbagbeawo ƒe anyigba dzi.
