Psalms 56
1 To the chief Musician upon Jonathelem-rechokim, Michtam of David, when the Philistines took him in Gath. Be merciful to me, O God: for man would swallow me up; he fighting daily 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 My enemies would daily swallow [me] up: for [they are] many that fight against me, O thou Most High.
Ame siwo le ŋunye gblẽm la ti yonyeme ŋkeke blibo la, eye wo dometɔ geɖewo tso ɖe ŋunye kple dada.
3 In the time when I am afraid, I will trust in thee.
Maka ɖe dziwò ne vɔvɔ̃ ɖom.
4 In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust; I will not fear what flesh can do to me.
Wò Mawu si ƒe nya mekafu, Mawu si dzi meka ɖo; nyemavɔ̃ akpɔ o. Nu ka amegbetɔ, ŋutilã kple ʋu, awɔm ma?
5 Every day they wrest my words: all their thoughts [are] against me for evil.
Ŋkeke blibo la wotrɔa gbo nye nyawo, ɣe sia ɣi wole nugbe ɖom be woawɔ nuvevim.
6 They assemble themselves, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, when they wait for my soul.
Woɖo babla, wole ŋu tsam, hele ŋku lém ɖe nye afɔɖeɖewo ŋu, eye wotsi dzi ɖe nye agbetsɔtsrɔ̃ ŋuti.
7 Shall they escape by iniquity; in [thy] anger cast down the people, O God.
Ɖe woƒe vɔ̃ɖinyenye ta la, megana mɔ woasi o; O! Mawu, he dukɔwo ƒu anyi le wò dɔmedzoe me.
8 Thou numberest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: [are they] not in thy book?
Ŋlɔ nye konyifafa da ɖi; lé nye aɖatsiwo ɖe agbalẽ dzi; ɖe womele wò nyaŋlɔɖiwo me xoxo oa?
9 When I cry [to thee], then shall my enemies turn back: this I know; for God [is] for me.
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 [his] word: in the LORD will I praise [his] word.
Mawu, ame si ƒe nya mekafu, Yehowa ame si ƒe nya mekafu.
11 In God have I put my trust: I will not be afraid what man can do to me.
Mawu, ame si dzi meka ɖo; nyemavɔ̃ o. Nu ka amegbetɔ ate ŋu awɔm?
12 Thy vows [are] upon me, O God: I will render praises to thee.
O! Mawu, meɖe adzɔgbe na wò, eya ta maxe adzɔgbeɖefe na wò.
13 For thou hast delivered my soul from death: [wilt thou] not [deliver] my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?
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.
