Psalms 41
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the LORD will deliver him in the day of evil.
David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Woayra ame si tsɔ ɖe le eme na ame dahewo, Yehowa aɖee le xaxaɣi.
2 The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive, and he shall be blessed upon the earth; and deliver not thou him unto the will of his enemies.
Yehowa adzɔ eŋu, eye wòakpɔ eƒe agbe ta. Yehowa ayrae le anyigba dzi, eye matsɔe ade asi na eƒe futɔwo ƒe didi o.
3 The LORD will support him upon the couch of languishing: thou makest all his bed in his sickness.
Yehowa anɔ kplii le dɔba dzi, eye wòana lãmesesẽe, afɔe tso dɔba dzi.
4 I said, O LORD, have mercy upon me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.
Megblɔ be, “O! Yehowa, kpɔ nublanui nam, yɔ dɔm, elabena mewɔ nu vɔ̃ ɖe ŋuwò.”
5 Mine enemies speak evil against me, [saying], When shall he die, and his name perish?
Nye futɔwo le gbɔgblɔm tso ŋunye fewuɖutɔe be, “Ɣe ka ɣi gɔ̃e wòle kuku ge ne eƒe ŋkɔ natsrɔ̃?”
6 And if he come to see [me], he speaketh vanity; his heart gathereth iniquity to itself: when he goeth abroad, he telleth it.
Ne ame aɖe ɖi tsa va be yeakpɔm ɖa la, edaa alakpa, eƒe dzi ƒoa ameŋugblẽnyawo nu ƒu, eye wòdoa go yina kakanɛ.
7 All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
Nye futɔwo katã le dalĩ dom le ŋutinye, eye wole nu vɔ̃ɖiwo susum tso ŋutinye le gbɔgblɔm be,
8 An evil disease, [say they], cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
“Dɔléle vɔ̃ɖi aɖe dze edzi, magatso le afi si wòmlɔ la akpɔ gbeɖe o.”
9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.
Xɔ̃nye si tsi metoa nye kplii dome o, ame si dzi meka ɖo, eye wòɖua nu kplim la kɔ eƒe afɔkpodzi dzi ɖe ŋutinye.
10 But thou, O LORD, have mercy upon me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
O! Yehowa, ke wò ya kpɔ nye nublanui, kɔm ɖe dzi be maɖo teƒe na wo.
11 By this I know that thou delightest in me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.
Menya be èkpɔ ŋudzedze le ŋutinye, elabena nye ketɔ meɖu dzinye o.
12 And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.
Le nye nuteƒewɔwɔ ta la, èlém ɖe asi, eye nètsɔm ɖo wò ŋkume tegbetegbe.
13 Blessed be the LORD, the God of Israel, from everlasting and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.
Woakafu Yehowa, Israel ƒe Mawu la tso mavɔ me yi mavɔ me.
