Psalms 41

1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid. Blessed is he that iudgeth wisely of the poore: the Lord shall deliuer him in ye time of trouble.

David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Woayra ame si tsɔ ɖe le eme na ame dahewo, Yehowa aɖee le xaxaɣi.

2 The Lord will keepe him, and preserue him aliue: he shalbe blessed vpon the earth, and thou wilt not deliuer him vnto the will of his enemies.

Yehowa adzɔ eŋu, eye wòakpɔ eƒe agbe ta. Yehowa ayrae le anyigba dzi, eye matsɔe ade asi na eƒe futɔwo ƒe didi o.

3 The Lord wil strengthen him vpon ye bed of sorow: thou hast turned al his bed in his sicknes.

Yehowa anɔ kplii le dɔba dzi, eye wòana lãmesesẽe, afɔe tso dɔba dzi.

4 Therefore I saide, Lord haue mercie vpon me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned against thee.

Megblɔ be, “O! Yehowa, kpɔ nublanui nam, yɔ dɔm, elabena mewɔ nu vɔ̃ ɖe ŋuwò.”

5 Mine enemies speake euill of me, saying, When shall he die, and his name perish?

Nye futɔwo le gbɔgblɔm tso ŋunye fewuɖutɔe be, “Ɣe ka ɣi gɔ̃e wòle kuku ge ne eƒe ŋkɔ natsrɔ̃?”

6 And if hee come to see mee, hee speaketh lies, but his heart heapeth iniquitie within him, and when he commeth foorth, he telleth it.

Ne ame aɖe ɖi tsa va be yeakpɔm ɖa la, edaa alakpa, eƒe dzi ƒoa ameŋugblẽnyawo nu ƒu, eye wòdoa go yina kakanɛ.

7 All they that hate me, whisper together against me: euen against me do they imagine mine hurt.

Nye futɔwo katã le dalĩ dom le ŋutinye, eye wole nu vɔ̃ɖiwo susum tso ŋutinye le gbɔgblɔm be,

8 A mischiefe is light vpon him, and he that lyeth, shall no more rise.

“Dɔléle vɔ̃ɖi aɖe dze edzi, magatso le afi si wòmlɔ la akpɔ gbeɖe o.”

9 Yea, my familiar friend, whom I trusted, which did eate of my bread, hath lifted vp the heele against me.

Xɔ̃nye si tsi metoa nye kplii dome o, ame si dzi meka ɖo, eye wòɖua nu kplim la kɔ eƒe afɔkpodzi dzi ɖe ŋutinye.

10 Therefore, O Lord, haue mercy vpon mee, and raise me vp: so I shall reward them.

O! Yehowa, ke wò ya kpɔ nye nublanui, kɔm ɖe dzi be maɖo teƒe na wo.

11 By this I know that thou fauourest me, because mine enemie doth not triumph against me.

Menya be èkpɔ ŋudzedze le ŋutinye, elabena nye ketɔ meɖu dzinye o.

12 And as for me, thou vpholdest me in mine integritie, and doest set me before thy face for euer.

Le nye nuteƒewɔwɔ ta la, èlém ɖe asi, eye nètsɔm ɖo wò ŋkume tegbetegbe.

13 Blessed be the Lord God of Israel worlde without ende. So be it, euen so be it.

Woakafu Yehowa, Israel ƒe Mawu la tso mavɔ me yi mavɔ me.