< Psalms 17 >

1 “A prayer of David.” Hear, O Lord, [the cause of] righteousness, attend unto my entreaty, give ear unto my prayer, coming from lips without deceit.
Àdúrà ti Dafidi. Gbọ́, Olúwa, ẹ̀bẹ̀ òtítọ́ mi; fi etí sí igbe mi. Tẹ́tí sí àdúrà mi tí kò ti ètè ẹ̀tàn jáde.
2 Let from thy presence my sentence come forth; let thy eyes behold what is right.
Kí ìdáláre mi wá láti ọ̀dọ̀ rẹ; kí ojú rẹ kí ó rí ohun tí ó tọ́.
3 Thou hast proved my heart; thou hast thought of me in the night; thou hast refined me—thou couldst find nothing: my purpose doth not pass beyond [the words of] my mouth.
Ìwọ ti dán àyà mi wò, ìwọ sì bẹ̀ mí wò ní òru, o sì ti wádìí mi, ìwọ kì yóò rí ohunkóhun èmi ti pinnu pé, ẹnu mi kì yóò ṣẹ̀.
4 Among the deeds of men did I observe, by the word of thy lips, the paths of the dissolute.
Bí ó ṣe ti iṣẹ́ ènìyàn nípa ọ̀rọ̀ ẹnu rẹ, èmi ti pa ara mi mọ́ kúrò ní ọ̀nà àwọn ìkà.
5 My steps held firmly to thy tracks, [and] my footsteps did not slip.
Ìrìn mí ti jẹ mọ́ ọ̀nà rẹ; ẹsẹ̀ mi kì yóò yọ̀.
6 I call on thee, for thou wilt answer me, O God: incline thy ear unto me, hear my speech.
Èmi ké pè ọ́, Ọlọ́run, nítorí tí ìwọ yóò dá mi lóhùn dẹ etí rẹ sí mi kí o sì gbọ́ àdúrà mi.
7 Show marvelously thy loving-kindnesses, O thou that savest those who put their trust [in thee] from those that rise up [against them] by thy right hand.
Fi ìṣeun ìyanu ìfẹ́ ńlá rẹ hàn ìwọ tí ó fi ọwọ́ ọ̀tún rẹ gba àwọn tí ó gbẹ́kẹ̀lé ọ là lọ́wọ́ àwọn ọ̀tá tí ó dìde sí wọn.
8 Keep me as the apple of the eye; conceal me under the shadow of thy wings,
Pa mí mọ́ bí ẹyin ojú rẹ; fi mí pamọ́ sí abẹ́ òjìji ìyẹ́ apá rẹ,
9 From the wicked that despoil me, my enemies, who, to take my life, compass me about.
lọ́wọ́ àwọn ènìyàn búburú tí ń fóròó mi, kúrò ní ọwọ́ àwọn ọ̀tá apani tí ó yí mi ká.
10 They are enclosed in their own fat: with their mouth they speak proudly.
Wọ́n pa ọkàn aláìláàánú wọn mọ́, wọ́n sì fi ẹnu wọn sọ̀rọ̀ ìgbéraga.
11 On our steps they now encompass us: they direct their eyes to turn aside in the land.
Wọ́n sì mú mi mọ́lẹ̀, wọ́n sì yí mi ká, pẹ̀lú ojú ìṣọ́ra láti ṣọ́ mi sílẹ̀.
12 Every man is just like a lion that is greedy to tear his prey, and like a young lion lurking in a covert.
Wọn dàbí i kìnnìún tí ebi ń pa fún ìjẹ, àní bí kìnnìún ńlá tí ó ń ba níbi ìkọ̀kọ̀.
13 Arise, O Lord, prevent him, cast him down; deliver my soul from the wicked, who is thy sword, —
Dìde, Olúwa, dojúkọ wọ́n, rẹ̀ wọ́n sílẹ̀; gbà mí sílẹ̀ lọ́wọ́ ẹni búburú nípa idà rẹ.
14 From these men—thy hand—O Lord, from the men of this world, whose portion is in this life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy hidden treasure: they have children in plenty, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.
Olúwa, nípa ọwọ́ rẹ, gbà mí kúrò lọ́wọ́ irú àwọn ènìyàn bẹ́ẹ̀, kúrò lọ́wọ́ àwọn ènìyàn ayé yìí, tí èrè wọn wà nínú ayé yìí. Ìwọ ń pa ebi àwọn tí ìwọ fẹ́ràn lẹ́nu mọ́; àwọn ọmọ wọn sì ní ọ̀pọ̀lọpọ̀, wọ́n sì kó ọrọ̀ jọ fún àwọn ọmọ wọn.
15 As for me, in righteousness shall I behold thy face: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with contemplating thy likeness.
Ṣùgbọ́n ní tèmi, èmi yóò máa wo ojú rẹ ní òdodo; nígbà tí èmi bá jí, èmi yóò ní ìtẹ́lọ́rùn nígbà tí èmi bá rí àwòrán rẹ.

< Psalms 17 >