Psalms 56
1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David on Michtam, concerning the dumme doue in a farre countrey, when the Philistims tooke him in Gath. Be mercifull vnto me, O God, for man would swallow me vp: he fighteth continually and vexeth 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 dayly swallowe mee vp: for many fight against me, O thou most High.
Ame siwo le ŋunye gblẽm la ti yonyeme ŋkeke blibo la, eye wo dometɔ geɖewo tso ɖe ŋunye kple dada.
3 When I was afrayd, I trusted in thee.
Maka ɖe dziwò ne vɔvɔ̃ ɖom.
4 I will reioyce in God, because of his word, I trust in God, and will not feare what flesh can doe vnto me.
Wò Mawu si ƒe nya mekafu, Mawu si dzi meka ɖo; nyemavɔ̃ akpɔ o. Nu ka amegbetɔ, ŋutilã kple ʋu, awɔm ma?
5 Mine owne wordes grieue me dayly: all their thoughtes are against me to doe me hurt.
Ŋkeke blibo la wotrɔa gbo nye nyawo, ɣe sia ɣi wole nugbe ɖom be woawɔ nuvevim.
6 They gather together, and keepe them selues close: they marke my steps, because they waite for my soule.
Woɖo babla, wole ŋu tsam, hele ŋku lém ɖe nye afɔɖeɖewo ŋu, eye wotsi dzi ɖe nye agbetsɔtsrɔ̃ ŋuti.
7 They thinke they shall escape by iniquitie: O God, cast these people downe in thine anger.
Ɖe woƒe vɔ̃ɖinyenye ta la, megana mɔ woasi o; O! Mawu, he dukɔwo ƒu anyi le wò dɔmedzoe me.
8 Thou hast counted my wandrings: put my teares into thy bottel: are they not in thy register?
Ŋlɔ nye konyifafa da ɖi; lé nye aɖatsiwo ɖe agbalẽ dzi; ɖe womele wò nyaŋlɔɖiwo me xoxo oa?
9 When I cry, then mine enemies shall turne backe: this I know, for God is with me.
Ekema nye futɔwo atrɔ adzo, ne meyɔ wò be nàxɔ nam. To esia me la, manya be Mawu nye tɔnye.
10 I will reioyce in God because of his worde: in the Lord wil I reioyce because of his worde.
Mawu, ame si ƒe nya mekafu, Yehowa ame si ƒe nya mekafu.
11 In God doe I trust: I will not be afrayd what man can doe vnto me.
Mawu, ame si dzi meka ɖo; nyemavɔ̃ o. Nu ka amegbetɔ ate ŋu awɔm?
12 Thy vowes are vpon me, O God: I will render prayses vnto thee.
O! Mawu, meɖe adzɔgbe na wò, eya ta maxe adzɔgbeɖefe na wò.
13 For thou hast deliuered my soule from death, and also my feete from falling, that I may walke before God in the light of the liuing.
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.
