Psalms 63
1 A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah. O God, Thou art my God, earnestly will I seek Thee; my soul thirsteth for Thee, my flesh longeth for Thee, in a dry and weary land, where no water is.
David ƒe ha. Ekpae esi wòle Yuda gbegbe. O! Mawu, wòe nye nye Mawu, mele diwòm vevie; tsikɔ le nye luʋɔ wum ɖe ŋuwò, nye ameti blibo la mele diwòm, le kuɖiɖinyigba si ƒu kplakplakpla, eye tsi aɖeke meli o la dzi.
2 So have I looked for Thee in the sanctuary, to see Thy power and Thy glory.
Mekpɔ wò le kɔkɔeƒe la, eye mekpɔ wò ŋusẽ kple wò ŋutikɔkɔe.
3 For Thy lovingkindness is better than life; my lips shall praise Thee.
Esi wò lɔlɔ̃ nyo wu agbe ta la, nye nuyiwo ado wò ɖe dzi.
4 So will I bless Thee as long as I live; in Thy name will I lift up my hands.
Makafu wò, zi ale si mele agbe, eye mado nye asiwo ɖe dzi le wò ŋkɔ me.
5 My soul is satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth doth praise Thee with joyful lips;
Nye luʋɔ aɖi ƒo abe nuɖuɖu nyuitɔ kekeakee wòɖu ene; hadzidzi anɔ nu nam, eye nye nu adzi kafukafuhawo na wò.
6 When I remember Thee upon my couch, and meditate on Thee in the night-watches.
Le nye aba dzi, meɖoa ŋku dziwò, mebua ŋutiwò le nye ŋunɔɣi le zã me.
7 For Thou hast been my help, and in the shadow of Thy wings do I rejoice.
Esi nènye nye xɔnametɔ ta la, madzi ha le wò aʋala ƒe vɔvɔli te.
8 My soul cleaveth unto Thee; Thy right hand holdeth me fast.
Nye luʋɔ ku ɖe ŋuwò goŋgoŋgoŋ, eye wò ɖusibɔ lém ɖe te.
9 But those that seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go into the nethermost parts of the earth.
Woatsrɔ̃ ame siwo le nye agbe yome tim, woayi ɖe keke anyigba la ƒe tume ke.
10 They shall be hurled to the power of the sword; they shall be a portion for foxes.
Woatsɔ wo ade asi na yi, eye woazu nuɖuɖu na amegaxiwo.
11 But the king shall rejoice in God; every one that sweareth by Him shall glory; for the mouth of them that speak lies shall be stopped.
Ke fia la akpɔ dzidzɔ le Mawu me; ame siwo katã kaa atam le Mawu ƒe ŋkɔ me la akafui, ke woamia nu na alakpatɔwo.
