Psalms 77
1 For the excellent musician Ieduthun. A Psalme committed to Asaph. My voyce came to God, when I cryed: my voyce came to God, and he heard me.
Asaf ƒe ha na Hɛnɔ Yedutun. Medo ɣli na Mawu be wòaxɔ nam; medo ɣli na Mawu be wòaɖo tom.
2 In the day of my trouble I sought ye Lord: my sore ranne and ceased not in the night: my soule refused comfort.
Esi meɖo xaxa me la, medi Aƒetɔ la; le zã me la, meke nye abɔwo me, gake ɖeɖi mete wo ŋu o, eye nye luʋɔ gbe akɔfafaxɔxɔ.
3 I did thinke vpon God, and was troubled: I praied, and my spirit was full of anguish. (Selah)
O! Mawu, meɖo ŋku dziwò, eye meɖe hũu. Mele ŋeŋem, eye nu te nye gbɔgbɔ ŋu. (Sela)
4 Thou keepest mine eyes waking: I was astonied and could not speake.
Èna nye ŋkuwo gbe miamia; fuɖeɖewo sɔ gbɔ ale gbegbe be nyemate ŋu aƒo nu o.
5 Then I considered the daies of olde, and the yeeres of ancient time.
Mebu gbe aɖe gbe ŋkekewo kple blemaƒewo ŋu.
6 I called to remembrance my song in the night: I communed with mine owne heart, and my spirit searched diligently.
Tete meɖo ŋku ha siwo medzina le zã me la dzi. Nye dzi gbã, eye nye gbɔgbɔ bia be:
7 Will the Lord absent him selfe for euer? and will he shewe no more fauour?
“Ɖe Aƒetɔ la agbe ame tegbetegbea? Ɖe magave ame nu akpɔ oa?
8 Is his mercie cleane gone for euer? doeth his promise faile for euermore?
Ɖe eƒe lɔlɔ̃ si meʋãna o la vɔ tegbetegbea? Ɖe eƒe ŋugbedodo vɔ hena ɣeyiɣiawo katã?
9 Hath God forgotten to be mercifull? hath he shut vp his teder mercies in displeasure? (Selah)
Ɖe Mawu ŋlɔ nublanuikpɔkpɔ bea? Ɖe wòɖo asi eƒe dɔmenyonyo dzi le dɔmedzoe ta?” (Sela)
10 And I sayde, This is my death: yet I remembred the yeeres of the right hand of the most High.
Tete megblɔ be, “Dziƒoʋĩtɔ la ƒe nuɖusi ƒe ƒewo ko maƒo koko na.”
11 I remembred the workes of the Lord: certainely I remembred thy wonders of olde.
Maɖo ŋku Yehowa ƒe nuwɔwɔwo dzi, ɛ̃, maɖo ŋku nukunu siwo nèwɔ le blema la dzi.
12 I did also meditate all thy woorkes, and did deuise of thine actes, saying,
Made ŋugble le wò dɔwɔwɔwo katã ŋu, eye mabu ta me le wò nuwɔwɔ dzɔatsuwo ŋu.
13 Thy way, O God, is in the Sanctuarie: who is so great a God as our God!
O! Mawu, wò mɔwo le kɔkɔe mawu kae lolo abe míaƒe Mawu la ene?
14 Thou art ye God that doest wonders: thou hast declared thy power among the people.
Wòe nye Mawu si wɔ nukunuwo, eye nèɖe wò ŋusẽ fia le dukɔwo dome.
15 Thou hast redeemed thy people with thine arme, euen the sonnes of Iaakob and Ioseph. (Selah)
Ètsɔ wò abɔ sesẽ la ɖe wò dukɔ la, ame siwo nye Yakob kple Yosef ƒe dzidzimeviwo. (Sela)
16 The waters sawe thee, O God: the waters sawe thee, and were afraide: yea, the depths trembled.
O! Mawu, tsiwo kpɔ wò, tsiwo kpɔ wò, eye woŋe, gogloƒewo ke hã dzo nyanyanya.
17 The cloudes powred out water: the heauens gaue a sounde: yea, thine arrowes went abroade.
Lilikpo ɖuɖu tsi bababa, dziŋgɔli ɖe gbe, eye wò aŋutrɔwo klẽ dzo bibibi, yi gagbɔ.
18 The voyce of thy thunder was rounde about: the lightnings lightened the worlde: the earth trembled and shooke.
Wose wò gbeɖeɖe le yali me, wò dzikedzo klẽ ɖe xexea me, eye anyigba ʋuʋu hedzo nyanyanya.
19 Thy way is in the Sea, and thy paths in the great waters, and thy footesteps are not knowen.
Wò mɔ to atsiaƒu me, eye wò toƒe le tɔ gãwo me, gake womekpɔa wò afɔteƒe o.
20 Thou diddest leade thy people like sheepe by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
Èkplɔ wò dukɔ abe alẽha ene, to Mose kple Aron ƒe asiwo dzi.
