Psalms 57
1 To him that excelleth. Destroy not. A Psalme of David on Michtam. When he fled from Saul in the cave. Have mercie vpon me, O God, haue mercie vpon me: for my soule trusteth in thee, and in the shadowe of thy wings wil I trust, till these afflictions ouerpasse.
David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Woadzii ɖe “Mègagblẽ nu o” ƒe gbeɖiɖi nu. Ekpa ha sia esi wòsi le Saul nu yi ɖabe ɖe agado aɖe me. Kpɔ nye nublanui, O! Mawu, kpɔ nye nublanui, elabena wò mee nye luʋɔ kpɔ sitsoƒe le. Wò aʋala ƒe vɔvɔli te mabe ɖo va se ɖe esime gbegblẽ la nu nava yi.
2 I will call vnto the most high God, euen to the God, that performeth his promise toward me.
Mawu, Dziƒoʋĩtɔ lae medo ɣli na, Mawu si wɔa ɖoɖo si wòwɔ ɖe ŋunye la dzi.
3 He will send from heauen, and saue me from the reproofe of him that would swallowe me. (Selah) God wil send his mercy, and his trueth.
Edɔ xɔnametɔ tso dziƒo, eye wòxɔ nam heka mo na ame siwo le yonyeme tim kutɔkutɔe. (Sela) Mawu dɔ eƒe lɔlɔ̃ kple eƒe nuteƒewɔwɔ ɖa.
4 My soule is among lions: I lie among the children of men, that are set on fire: whose teeth are speares and arrowes, and their tongue a sharpe sworde.
Mele dzatawo dome, memlɔ lã lénuwo dome, amegbetɔ siwo ƒe aɖuwo nye akplɔwo kple aŋutrɔwo, eye woƒe aɖewo nye yi ɖaɖɛwo.
5 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauen, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Medo wò ɖe dzi, O Mawu, gbɔ dziƒowo ŋu, na wò ŋutikɔkɔe naklẽ ɖe anyigba blibo la dzi.
6 They haue layd a net for my steps: my soule is pressed downe: they haue digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the mids of it. (Selah)
Woɖo ɖɔ ɖi na nye afɔ, ena mete ɖe anyi kple nuxaxa. Woɖe ʋe ɖe mɔ dzi nam, gake woawo ŋutɔ ge dze eme. (Sela)
7 Mine heart is prepared, O God, mine heart is prepared: I will sing and giue prayse.
Nye dzi li ke sesĩe, O Mawu, nye dzi li ke sesĩe, eya ta madzi ha aƒo saŋku.
8 Awake my tongue, awake viole and harpe: I wil awake early.
Nyɔ, nye luʋɔ! Nyɔ, kasaŋku kple gasaŋku! Mana fɔŋli nanyɔ!
9 I will prayse thee, O Lord, among the people, and I wil sing vnto thee among the nations.
O! Aƒetɔ, makafu wò le dukɔwo dome, eye madzi ha na wò le dukɔwo dome,
10 For thy mercie is great vnto the heauens, and thy trueth vnto the cloudes.
elabena wò lɔlɔ̃ keke ta, yi ɖatɔ dziƒo ke, eye wò nuteƒewɔwɔ yi ɖatɔ dziŋgɔli.
11 Exalt thy selfe, O God, aboue the heauens, and let thy glory be vpon all the earth.
Medo wò ɖe dzi, O Mawu, gbɔ dziƒowo ŋu, na wò ŋutikɔkɔe naklẽ ɖe anyigba blibo la dzi.
