Psalms 142

1 I CRIED unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication.

David ƒe nufiameha esi wònɔ agado me. Gbedodoɖa. Medo ɣli na Yehowa sesĩe, eye mekɔ nye gbe dzi na Yehowa be wòakpɔ nye nublanui.

2 I poured out my complaint before him; I shewed before him my trouble.

Metrɔ nye nuxaxawo kɔ ɖe eŋkume, eye metrɔ nye vevesesewo kɔ ɖe eya amea gbɔ.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me.

Ne nu ti kɔ na nye gbɔgbɔ le menye la, wò koe nya nye mɔ. Ŋutsuwo tre mɔ ɖe mɔ si metona la dzi nam.

4 I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul.

Trɔ ɖe nye ɖusime ne nàkpɔ; ame aɖeke metsɔ ɖeke le eme nam o. Bebeƒe aɖeke meli nam o, eye ame aɖeke metsɔ ɖeke le eme nam o.

5 I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.

O! Yehowa, wòe mele ɣli dom na. Megblɔ be, “Wòe nye nye sitsoƒe, kple nye gome le agbagbeawo ƒe anyigba dzi.”

6 Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

Ɖo to nye ɣlidodo, elabena meɖo xaxa me ŋutɔ. Ɖem tso ame siwo le yonyeme tim la ƒe asi me, elabena wosesẽ nam akpa.

7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.

Ɖem tso nye gaxɔ me, be makafu wò ŋkɔ. Ekema ame dzɔdzɔewo aɖe to ɖem, le wò nyui si nèwɔ nam la ta.