Psalms 138

1 David’s. I will give thee thanks with all my heart, Before the messengers of God, will I praise thee in song:

David ƒe ha. O! Yehowa, makafu wò kple nye dzi blibo; madzi wò kafukafuha le mawuwo ŋkume.

2 I will bow down towards thy holy temple, and thank thy Name, for thy lovingkindness and for thy faithfulness, For thou hast magnified, above all thy Name, thy word!

Made ta agu do ɖe wò gbedoxɔ kɔkɔe la gbɔ, eye makafu wò ŋkɔ, le wò lɔlɔ̃ kple nuteƒewɔwɔ ta, elabena èkɔ, wò ŋkɔ kple wò nya gbɔ nu sia nu ta sãsãsã.

3 In the day I cried unto thee, then didst thou answer me, and didst excite me, in my soul, mightily.

Ètɔ nam esi meyɔ wò, eye nède dzi ƒo nam, hedo ŋusẽ nye dzi.

4 All the kings of the earth, will thank thee, O Yahweh, when they have heard the sayings of thy mouth;

O! Yehowa, anyigbadzifiawo katã akafu wò, ne wose wò numenya.

5 And they will sing of the ways of Yahweh, That great is the glory of Yahweh:

Na woadzi ha le Yehowa ƒe mɔwo ŋu, elabena Yehowa ƒe ŋutikɔkɔe lolo.

6 Though lofty is Yahweh, yet, the lowly, he regardeth, but, the haughty—afar off, doth he acknowledge.

Togbɔ be Yehowa le dzi me ke hã la, ekpɔa ame dahewo gbɔ, ke edzea si dadala tso adzɔge.

7 Though I walk in the midst of distress, thou wilt give me life, —Because of the anger of my foes, thou wilt thrust forth thy hand, and thy right hand, will save me:

Togbɔ be mele zɔzɔm le xaxa me hã la, èkpɔ nye agbe ta, eye nèkɔ wò asi dzi do ɖe nye futɔwo ƒe dɔmedzoe ŋu, hetsɔ wò nuɖusi xɔ nam.

8 Yahweh, will carry through my cause, —O Yahweh! thy lovingkindness, is age-abiding, The works of thine own hands, do not thou desert.

Yehowa ana eƒe ta me si wòɖo ɖe ŋunye la nava eme. O! Yehowa, wò lɔlɔ̃ li ɖaa, mègagblẽ wò asinudɔwɔwɔwo ɖi o.