Psalms 143
1 Hear, O Lord, my prayer: give ear to my supplication in thy truth: hear me in thy justice.
David ƒe ha. O! Yehowa, se nye gbedodoɖa, lé to ɖe nye nublanuiɣli ŋu, eye nàxɔ nam le wò nuteƒewɔwɔ kple dzɔdzɔenyenye ta.
2 And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.
Mègabu fɔ wò dɔla o, elabena amegbetɔ aɖeke mele dzɔdzɔe le ŋkuwò me o.
3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul: he hath brought down my life to the earth. He hath made me to dwell in darkness as those that have been dead of old:
Futɔ la ti yonyeme, egbãm ɖe anyigba, eye wòna menɔ viviti me abe ame siwo ku xoxo va yi la ene.
4 And my spirit is in anguish within me: my heart within me is troubled.
Nu te nye gbɔgbɔ ŋu le menye, eye nye dzi wɔ yaa le menye.
5 I remembered the days of old, I meditated on all thy works: I meditated upon the works of thy hands.
Meɖo ŋku blemaŋkekeawo dzi, hede ŋugble le wò dɔwɔwɔwo katã ŋuti, eye mebu nu siwo wò asiwo wɔ la ŋuti.
6 I stretched forth my hands to thee: my soul is as earth without water unto thee.
Mekeke nye abɔwo me na wò, eye nye luʋɔ ƒe ve me ƒu ɖe ŋuwò abe kuɖiɖinyigba ene. (Sela)
7 Hear me speedily, O Lord: my spirit hath fainted away. Turn not away thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.
O! Yehowa, tɔ nam kaba, elabena nu te nye gbɔgbɔ ŋu. Mègaɣla wò mo ɖem o, ne menye nenema o la, manɔ abe ame siwo yi aʋlime ene.
8 Cause me to hear thy mercy in the morning; for in thee have I hoped. Make the way known to me, wherein I should walk: for I have lifted up my soul to thee.
Na ŋdi natsɔ wò lɔlɔ̃ si meʋãna o la ƒe nya vɛ nam, elabena dziwòe meka ɖo. Fia mɔ si mato lam, elabena wòe medo nye luʋɔ ɖe dzi na.
9 Deliver me from my enemies, O Lord, to thee have I fled:
O! Yehowa, ɖem tso nye futɔwo ƒe asi me, elabena mewòe mebe ɖo.
10 Teach me to do thy will, for thou art my God. Thy good spirit shall lead me into the right land:
Fiam ale si mawɔ wò lɔlɔ̃nu, elabena wòe nye nye Mawu; na wò Gbɔgbɔ nyui la nakplɔm to anyigba sɔsɔe dzi.
11 For thy name’s sake, O Lord, thou wilt quicken me in thy justice. Thou wilt bring my soul out of trouble:
O! Yehowa, le wò ŋkɔ la ta, kpɔ nye agbe ta, le wò dzɔdzɔenyenye ta, ɖem le xaxa me.
12 And in thy mercy thou wilt destroy my enemies. And thou wilt cut off all them that afflict my soul: for I am thy servant.
Le wò lɔlɔ̃ si meʋãna o la ta, mia nu na nye futɔwo; tsrɔ̃ nye ketɔwo katã, elabena wò dɔlae menye.
