Psalms 56
1 To the Chief Musician. Upon "The Dove of God from the distant Sea." David’s. A precious Psalm. When the Philistines seized him in Gath. Show me favour, O God, For weak man hath panted for me, All the day, a fighter oppresseth me:
David ƒe nufiameha na hɛnɔ la. Woadzii ɖe “Ahɔnɛ si dzo ɖe logoti dzi le didiƒe ke” la ƒe gbeɖiɖi nu. Ekpa ha sia esi Filistitɔwo lée le Gat. Kpɔ nye nublanui, O! Mawu, elabena amegbetɔwo ti yonyeme kple ŋkubiã; ŋkeke blibo la wole yonyeme kutɔkutɔe.
2 Mine adversaries have panted all the day, For, many, are fighting with me, loftily.
Ame siwo le ŋunye gblẽm la ti yonyeme ŋkeke blibo la, eye wo dometɔ geɖewo tso ɖe ŋunye kple dada.
3 What day I am afraid, I, unto thee will direct my confidence.
Maka ɖe dziwò ne vɔvɔ̃ ɖom.
4 In God, I will praise his cause, —In God, have I trusted, I will not fear, What can flesh do unto me?
Wò Mawu si ƒe nya mekafu, Mawu si dzi meka ɖo; nyemavɔ̃ akpɔ o. Nu ka amegbetɔ, ŋutilã kple ʋu, awɔm ma?
5 All the day, they wrest, my words, Against me, all their devices are for mischief;
Ŋkeke blibo la wotrɔa gbo nye nyawo, ɣe sia ɣi wole nugbe ɖom be woawɔ nuvevim.
6 They stir up strife—they lie hid, They, mark my steps, —Seeing they have waited for my life.
Woɖo babla, wole ŋu tsam, hele ŋku lém ɖe nye afɔɖeɖewo ŋu, eye wotsi dzi ɖe nye agbetsɔtsrɔ̃ ŋuti.
7 Because of iniquity, recompense thou them, —In anger, bring thou down, the peoples, O God.
Ɖe woƒe vɔ̃ɖinyenye ta la, megana mɔ woasi o; O! Mawu, he dukɔwo ƒu anyi le wò dɔmedzoe me.
8 My wandering, hast, thou, recorded, —Put thou my tears in thy bottle, Are they not in thy record?
Ŋlɔ nye konyifafa da ɖi; lé nye aɖatsiwo ɖe agbalẽ dzi; ɖe womele wò nyaŋlɔɖiwo me xoxo oa?
9 Then, shall my foes turn back, in the day I cry, This, I know, for God is mine!
Ekema nye futɔwo atrɔ adzo, ne meyɔ wò be nàxɔ nam. To esia me la, manya be Mawu nye tɔnye.
10 In God, will I praise with good cause: In Yahweh, will I praise with good cause;
Mawu, ame si ƒe nya mekafu, Yehowa ame si ƒe nya mekafu.
11 In God, have I trusted, I will not fear, What can a son of earth do unto me!
Mawu, ame si dzi meka ɖo; nyemavɔ̃ o. Nu ka amegbetɔ ate ŋu awɔm?
12 Upon me, O God, are thy vows, I will pay back praises unto thee.
O! Mawu, meɖe adzɔgbe na wò, eya ta maxe adzɔgbeɖefe na wò.
13 For thou hast rescued my soul from death, Wilt thou not [rescue] my feet from stumbling? That I may walk to and fro, before God, In the light of life.
Elabena èɖem tso ku me, eye nèna be nye afɔwo hã magaɖiɖi o, ne mate ŋu azɔ le Mawu ŋkume le agbagbeawo ƒe anyigba dzi.
