Psalms 22
1 To the Chief Musician. On "the Hind of the Dawn." A Melody of David. My GOD, my GOD, why hast thou forsaken me? Far from saving me, The words of my loud lamentation?
David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la, ne woadzi ɖe “Zinɔ le ŋdi kanyaa” ƒe gbeɖiɖi nu. Nye Mawu, nye Mawu, nu ka ŋuti nègblẽm ɖi? Nu ka ta nèle adzɔge ʋĩi na xɔxɔ nam, eye nète ɖa xaa tso nye hũɖeɖe gbɔ?
2 My God! I keep crying—By day, and thou dost not answer, and, By night, and there is no rest for me.
O! Nye Mawu, medo ɣli na wò le ŋkeke kple zã me; megale edzi ko, gake mètɔ nam o.
3 But, thou, art holy, Who inhabitest the praises of Israel.
Ke wò la, èle kɔkɔe, eye Israel ƒe kafukafuhawo zu fiazikpui nènɔ anyi ɖe edzi gli.
4 In thee, trusted our fathers, They trusted, and thou didst deliver them;
Mewòe mía fofowo tsɔ woƒe xɔse dee, woka ɖe dziwò, eye nèɖe wo.
5 Unto thee, made they outcry, and escaped, In thee, they trusted, and had not turned pale.
Wodo ɣli na wò, eye nèɖe wo, dziwòe woka ɖo, eye ŋu mekpe wo o.
6 But, I, am a worm and no one, a reproach of men, and despised of a people;
Ke nye la, ŋɔ menye, menye amegbetɔ o, elabena amewo ɖu fewu le ŋunye, eye wodo vlom.
7 All that see me, laugh at me, —They open wide the mouth, They shake the head: —
Ame siwo katã kpɔm la ɖe alɔme le ŋunye; woflɔa dzu ɖe dzinye, eye woʋuʋua ta ɖe ŋunye gblɔna be:
8 He should trust in Yahweh—let him deliver him, —Let him rescue him, seeing he delighteth in him.
“Eka ɖe Yehowa dzi, Yehowa neɖee míakpɔ. Yehowa neɖee, elabena eƒe nu nyo eŋu.”
9 For, thou, art he that severed me from the womb, he that caused me to trust, upon the breasts of my mother;
Ke wòe hem tso vidzidɔ me, eye le danye ƒe no nu ke, èna meka ɖe dziwò.
10 Upon thee, was I cast from the time I was born, From the womb of my mother, my GOD, hast thou been.
Wòe nye nye Mawu tso danye ƒe dɔ me ke, eye tso ɖevime wotsɔm de asi na wò.
11 Be not far from me, for, distress, is near, For there is none to help.
Mèganɔ adzɔge tso gbɔnye o, elabena xaxa tum, eye ame aɖeke meli axɔ nam o.
12 Many bulls have surrounded me, Strong oxen of Bashan, have enclosed me;
Nyitsu geɖewo ɖe to ɖem; Basan nyitsu sesẽwo ƒo xlãm.
13 They have opened wide against me their mouth, A lion rending and roaring.
Woke woƒe nuwo ɖe ŋunye baa abe dzata si le gbe tem hele nu si wòlé la vuvum ene.
14 Like water, am I poured out, and, put out of joint, are all my bones, —My heart, hath become, like wax, it is melted in the midst of my body;
Woƒom ɖe anyi abe tsi ene, eye nye ƒuwo katã gli le woƒe kpeƒewo. Nye dzi lolõ ɖe dɔ me nam gbanaa hesi to menye.
15 Dried as a potsherd, is my strength, And, my tongue, is made to cleave to my gums, And, in the dust of death, wilt thou lay me.
Ŋusẽ vɔ le ŋunye abe ze gbagbã ene, eye nye aɖe lé ɖe nye nu me, elabena ètsɔm mlɔ ku ƒe ʋuʋudedi me.
16 For dogs have surrounded me, —An assembly of evil doers, have encircled me, They have pierced my hands and my feet,
Avuwo ƒo xlãm, ame vɔ̃ɖiwo ƒe ha ɖe to ɖem, eye wotsɔ nu ŋɔ nye asiwo kple afɔwo.
17 I may tell all my bones, They, look for—they behold me!
Mate ŋu axlẽ nye ƒuwo, amewo fɔ ŋku ɖe dzinye, eye wokpɔ dzidzɔ le nye anyidzedze ŋuti.
18 They part my garments among them, and, for my vestment, they cast lots.
Woma nye awuwo na wo nɔewo, eye woda akɔ ɖe nye awu ʋlaya dzi.
19 But, thou, O Yahweh, be not far off, O my help! to aid me, make haste;
Ke wò, O! Yehowa, mèganɔ adzɔge o; O! Nye ŋusẽ, va kaba nàɖem.
20 Rescue, from the sword, my life, from the power of the dog, my solitary self:
Ɖe nye agbe tso yi ƒe asi me, eye ɖe nye agbe xɔasi la tso avuwo ƒe ŋusẽ me.
21 Save me from the mouth of the lion, —Yea, from the horns of wild beasts, hast thou delivered me.
Ɖem le dzatawo ƒe nu me, eye nàɖem le towo ƒe dzowo nu.
22 I will declare thy Name unto my brethren, —In the midst of the convocation, will I praise thee.
Maɖe gbeƒã wò ŋkɔ na nɔvinyewo, eye le amehawo dome, makafu wò.
23 Ye that revere Yahweh, praise him, All ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him, And, stand in awe of him, all ye seed of Israel.
Mi ame siwo vɔ̃a Yehowa, mikafui! Mi, Yakob ƒe dzidzimeviwo, mide bubu eŋuti! Misroe ɖa, mi Israel ƒe dzidzimeviwo!
24 For he hath not despised nor abhorred the humbling of the patient one, neither hath he hid his face from him, but, when he cried for help unto him, he heard.
Elabena menyɔ ŋu alo do vlo ame siwo le fu kpem la ƒe hiãtuame o; meɣla eƒe mo ɖee o, ke boŋ eɖo to eƒe ɣlidodo na kpekpeɖeŋu.
25 Of thee, is my praise in the great convocation, My vows, will I pay, before them who revere him.
Gbɔwòe nye kafukafuha si medzina le ameha gãwo dome la ƒe tanya tsona. Maxe nye adzɔgbeɖefewo le ame siwo vɔ̃a wò la ŋkume.
26 The patient wronged-ones shall eat and be satisfied, They shall praise Yahweh, who are seekers of him, Let your heart live for aye.
Hiãtɔwo aɖu nu aɖi ƒo; ame siwo dia Yehowa la akafui. Miaƒe dziwo nenɔ agbe tegbee!
27 All the ends of the earth, will remember and turn to Yahweh, Yea all the families of the nations, will bow themselves down before thee,
Anyigba ƒe mlɔenu katã hã aɖo ŋku edzi, atrɔ ɖe Yehowa ŋu, eye anyigbadzidukɔwo ƒe ƒomeawo katã ava de ta agu ɖe eŋkume.
28 For, to Yahweh, belongeth the kingdom, And One to Rule over the nations.
Elabena fiaɖuɖu la nye Yehowa tɔ, eye wòɖu fia ɖe dukɔwo dzi.
29 All the great ones of the earth, shall eat and bow down, Before him shall kneel, all that go down to the dust, Even he who had not kept alive, his own soul!
Kesinɔtɔ siwo katã le anyigba dzi la aɖu nu, eye woasubɔe; ame siwo katã mate ŋu anɔ agbe o, eye woyi ɖe ke ƒe tume la adze klo ɖe eŋkume.
30 My seed, shall serve him, It shall be recounted, of the Lord, to a generation that shall come:
Dzidzimewo asubɔe, eye dzidzime siwo ava dzɔ la, woagblɔ nya na wo tso Aƒetɔ la ŋuti.
31 That his righteousness may be declared to a people to be born, That he wrought with effect!
Woaɖe gbeƒã eƒe dzɔdzɔenyenye na ame siwo meva dzɔ haɖe o, elabena eyae wɔe.
