Psalms 23

1 A Melody of David. Yahweh, is my shepherd—I shall not want:

David ƒe ha. Yehowae nye kplɔnyela, eya ta naneke mahiãm o.

2 In pastures of tender grass, he maketh me lie down, Unto restful waters, he leadeth me;

Lãnyiƒe damawo dzi wòna metsyɔ akɔ ɖo, eye wòkplɔm yi tɔʋu fafɛwo gbɔe,

3 My life, he restoreth, He guideth me in right paths, for the sake of his Name.

hena nye luʋɔ gbɔ agbe. Ekplɔm to dzɔdzɔenyenye ƒe mɔwo dzi le eƒe ŋkɔ la ta.

4 Yea, though I walk through a valley death-shadowed, I will fear no harm, for, thou, art with me, Thy rod and thy staff, they, comfort me.

Ne mezɔ to ku ƒe balime si do viviti tsiɖitsiɖi hã la, nyemavɔ̃ dzɔgbevɔ̃e aɖeke o, elabena wòe le gbɔnye, eye wò lãkplɔti kple atikplɔ faa akɔ nam.

5 Thou spreadest before me a table, in face of mine adversaries, Thou hast anointed, with oil, my head, My cup, hath run over.

Èɖo kplɔ̃ ɖe akɔnyeme le nye ketɔwo ƒe ŋkume. Èsi ami ɖe ta nam, nye kplu yɔ gbagba.

6 Surely, goodness and lovingkindness, will pursue me, all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of Yahweh, evermore.

Vavãe, dzɔgbenyui kple amenuveve adze yonyeme le nye agbemeŋkekewo katã me, eye manɔ Yehowa ƒe aƒe me ɖaa.