Psalms 22
1 For the music director. To the tune “Doe of the Dawn.” A psalm of David. My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? Why are you so far away when I groan, asking for help?
David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la, ne woadzi ɖe “Zinɔ le ŋdi kanyaa” ƒe gbeɖiɖi nu. Nye Mawu, nye Mawu, nu ka ŋuti nègblẽm ɖi? Nu ka ta nèle adzɔge ʋĩi na xɔxɔ nam, eye nète ɖa xaa tso nye hũɖeɖe gbɔ?
2 My God, every day I cry out to you, but you don't answer; at night too, but I get no rest.
O! Nye Mawu, medo ɣli na wò le ŋkeke kple zã me; megale edzi ko, gake mètɔ nam o.
3 Yet you are holy, and the praises of Israel are your throne.
Ke wò la, èle kɔkɔe, eye Israel ƒe kafukafuhawo zu fiazikpui nènɔ anyi ɖe edzi gli.
4 Our forefathers trusted in you; they trusted and you rescued them.
Mewòe mía fofowo tsɔ woƒe xɔse dee, woka ɖe dziwò, eye nèɖe wo.
5 They cried out to you for help, and they were saved. They trusted in you and were not defeated.
Wodo ɣli na wò, eye nèɖe wo, dziwòe woka ɖo, eye ŋu mekpe wo o.
6 But I'm a worm, not a man, scorned and despised by everyone.
Ke nye la, ŋɔ menye, menye amegbetɔ o, elabena amewo ɖu fewu le ŋunye, eye wodo vlom.
7 People who see me mock me. They laugh at me and shake their heads, saying,
Ame siwo katã kpɔm la ɖe alɔme le ŋunye; woflɔa dzu ɖe dzinye, eye woʋuʋua ta ɖe ŋunye gblɔna be:
8 “He trusts in the Lord—well then, let the Lord save him! If the Lord is such a friend, then let the Lord rescue him!”
“Eka ɖe Yehowa dzi, Yehowa neɖee míakpɔ. Yehowa neɖee, elabena eƒe nu nyo eŋu.”
9 However, you brought me safely through birth, and led me to trust in you at my mother's breasts.
Ke wòe hem tso vidzidɔ me, eye le danye ƒe no nu ke, èna meka ɖe dziwò.
10 I was entrusted to you from birth; from the time I was born you have been my God.
Wòe nye nye Mawu tso danye ƒe dɔ me ke, eye tso ɖevime wotsɔm de asi na wò.
11 Do not be distant from me, because trouble is close by and no one else can help.
Mèganɔ adzɔge tso gbɔnye o, elabena xaxa tum, eye ame aɖeke meli axɔ nam o.
12 Enemies surround me like a herd of bulls; strong bulls from Bashan have encircled me.
Nyitsu geɖewo ɖe to ɖem; Basan nyitsu sesẽwo ƒo xlãm.
13 Like roaring lions tearing at their prey they open their mouths wide against me.
Woke woƒe nuwo ɖe ŋunye baa abe dzata si le gbe tem hele nu si wòlé la vuvum ene.
14 I feel like I'm being poured out like water. I'm falling apart as if all my bones have become loose. My mind feels like it's wax melting inside me.
Woƒom ɖe anyi abe tsi ene, eye nye ƒuwo katã gli le woƒe kpeƒewo. Nye dzi lolõ ɖe dɔ me nam gbanaa hesi to menye.
15 My strength has dried up like a piece of broken pottery. My tongue is stuck to the roof of my mouth. You're burying me as if I'm already dead.
Ŋusẽ vɔ le ŋunye abe ze gbagbã ene, eye nye aɖe lé ɖe nye nu me, elabena ètsɔm mlɔ ku ƒe ʋuʋudedi me.
16 Evil men surround me like a pack of dogs. They have pierced my hands and feet.
Avuwo ƒo xlãm, ame vɔ̃ɖiwo ƒe ha ɖe to ɖem, eye wotsɔ nu ŋɔ nye asiwo kple afɔwo.
17 I'm so thin I can count all my bones. People stare at me and gloat.
Mate ŋu axlẽ nye ƒuwo, amewo fɔ ŋku ɖe dzinye, eye wokpɔ dzidzɔ le nye anyidzedze ŋuti.
18 They divide my clothing among them; they roll dice for my clothes.
Woma nye awuwo na wo nɔewo, eye woda akɔ ɖe nye awu ʋlaya dzi.
19 But you, Lord, don't be far away from me! You are my strength—hurry, come and help me!
Ke wò, O! Yehowa, mèganɔ adzɔge o; O! Nye ŋusẽ, va kaba nàɖem.
20 Save me from death by the sword! Save my life—the only one I have—from the dogs!
Ɖe nye agbe tso yi ƒe asi me, eye ɖe nye agbe xɔasi la tso avuwo ƒe ŋusẽ me.
21 Rescue me from the mouth of the lion and from the wild bulls!
Ɖem le dzatawo ƒe nu me, eye nàɖem le towo ƒe dzowo nu.
22 I will tell my people all the wonderful things you have done; I will praise you in the congregation.
Maɖe gbeƒã wò ŋkɔ na nɔvinyewo, eye le amehawo dome, makafu wò.
23 Praise the Lord, all who worship him! Honor him, every descendant of Jacob! Be in awe of him, every descendant of Israel!
Mi ame siwo vɔ̃a Yehowa, mikafui! Mi, Yakob ƒe dzidzimeviwo, mide bubu eŋuti! Misroe ɖa, mi Israel ƒe dzidzimeviwo!
24 For he has not ridiculed or scorned the suffering of the poor; he has not turned away from them, he has listened to their cries for help.
Elabena menyɔ ŋu alo do vlo ame siwo le fu kpem la ƒe hiãtuame o; meɣla eƒe mo ɖee o, ke boŋ eɖo to eƒe ɣlidodo na kpekpeɖeŋu.
25 You are the subject of my praise in the great assembly. I will fulfill my promises before those who worship you.
Gbɔwòe nye kafukafuha si medzina le ameha gãwo dome la ƒe tanya tsona. Maxe nye adzɔgbeɖefewo le ame siwo vɔ̃a wò la ŋkume.
26 The poor shall eat, and they shall be satisfied. All who come to the Lord will praise him—may you all live forever!
Hiãtɔwo aɖu nu aɖi ƒo; ame siwo dia Yehowa la akafui. Miaƒe dziwo nenɔ agbe tegbee!
27 Everyone in the whole world will repent and return to the Lord; all the nations will worship before you.
Anyigba ƒe mlɔenu katã hã aɖo ŋku edzi, atrɔ ɖe Yehowa ŋu, eye anyigbadzidukɔwo ƒe ƒomeawo katã ava de ta agu ɖe eŋkume.
28 For kingly power belongs to the Lord; he is the one who rules over the nations.
Elabena fiaɖuɖu la nye Yehowa tɔ, eye wòɖu fia ɖe dukɔwo dzi.
29 All who prosper come to feast and worship. Bow down before him, all those destined for the grave—for none can keep themselves alive.
Kesinɔtɔ siwo katã le anyigba dzi la aɖu nu, eye woasubɔe; ame siwo katã mate ŋu anɔ agbe o, eye woyi ɖe ke ƒe tume la adze klo ɖe eŋkume.
30 Our descendants will serve him; they will tell the next generation about the Lord.
Dzidzimewo asubɔe, eye dzidzime siwo ava dzɔ la, woagblɔ nya na wo tso Aƒetɔ la ŋuti.
31 They will come and tell those yet to be born how good the Lord is, and all that he has done!
Woaɖe gbeƒã eƒe dzɔdzɔenyenye na ame siwo meva dzɔ haɖe o, elabena eyae wɔe.
