Psalms 62
1 To the excelletn musician Ieduthun. A Psalme of David. Yet my soule keepeth silence vnto God: of him commeth my saluation.
Fún adarí orin. Fun Jedutuni. Saamu Dafidi. Nínú Ọlọ́run nìkan ni ọkàn mi ti rí ìsinmi; ìgbàlà mi ti ọ̀dọ̀ rẹ̀ wá.
2 Yet he is my strength and my saluation, and my defence: therefore I shall not much be mooued.
Òun nìkan ní àpáta mi àti ìgbàlà mi; Òun ni ààbò mi, a kì yóò sí mi ní ipò padà.
3 How long wil ye imagine mischiefe against a man? ye shalbe all slaine: ye shalbe as a bowed wall, or as a wall shaken.
Ẹ̀yin ó ti máa kọ́lú ènìyàn kan pẹ́ tó? Gbogbo yín ni ó fẹ́ pa á, bí ògiri tí ó fẹ́ yẹ̀, àti bí ọgbà tí ń wó lọ?
4 Yet they consult to cast him downe from his dignitie: their delight is in lies, they blesse with their mouthes, but curse with their hearts. (Selah)
Kìkì èrò wọn ni láti bì ṣubú kúrò nínú ọlá rẹ̀; inú wọn dùn sí irọ́. Wọ́n ń fi ẹnu wọn súre, ṣùgbọ́n wọ́n ń gégùn ún nínú ọkàn wọn. (Sela)
5 Yet my soule keepe thou silence vnto God: for mine hope is in him.
Nínú Ọlọ́run nìkan ni ìsinmi wà, ìwọ Ọlọ́run mi. Ìrètí mi wá láti ọ̀dọ̀ rẹ.
6 Yet is hee my strength, and my saluation, and my defence: therefore I shall not be mooued.
Òun nìkan ní àpáta àti ìgbàlà mi; Òun ni ààbò mi, a kì yóò ṣí mi ní ipò.
7 In God is my saluation and my glory, the rocke of my strength: in God is my trust.
Ìgbàlà mi àti ògo mi dúró nínú Ọlọ́run; Òun ní àpáta ńlá mi, àti ààbò mi.
8 Trust in him alway, ye people: powre out your hearts before him, for God is our hope. (Selah)
Gbẹ́kẹ̀lé ní gbogbo ìgbà, ẹ̀yin ènìyàn; tú ọkàn rẹ jáde sí i, nítorí Ọlọ́run ni ààbò wa.
9 Yet the children of men are vanitie, the chiefe men are lies: to lay them vpon a balance they are altogether lighter then vanitie.
Nítòótọ́, asán ni àwọn ọmọ ènìyàn, èké sì ni àwọn olóyè, wọ́n gòkè nínú ìwọ̀n, lápapọ̀ wọ́n jẹ́ èémí.
10 Trust not in oppression nor in robberie: be not vaine: if riches increase, set not your heart thereon.
Má ṣe gbẹ́kẹ̀lé ìnilára, tàbí gbéraga nínú olè jíjà, nítòótọ́ bí ọrọ̀ rẹ̀ ń pọ̀ sí i, má ṣe gbẹ́kẹ̀ rẹ lé wọn.
11 God spake once or twise, I haue heard it, that power belongeth vnto God,
Ọlọ́run ti sọ̀rọ̀ lẹ́ẹ̀kejì, ni mo gbọ́ èyí pé, “Ti Ọlọ́run ni agbára,
12 And to thee, O Lord, mercie: for thou rewardest euery one according to his worke.
pẹ̀lúpẹ̀lú, Olúwa, tìrẹ ni àánú; nítorí tí ìwọ san án fún olúkúlùkù ènìyàn gẹ́gẹ́ bí iṣẹ́ rẹ̀.”
