Psalms 90
1 A Prayer by Moses, the man of God. Lord, you have been our dwelling place for all generations.
Mose, Mawu ƒe ame ƒe gbedodoɖa. Yehowa, wòe nye míaƒe sitsoƒe le dzidzimewo katã me.
2 Before the mountains were born, before you had formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, you are God.
Hafi towo nava dzɔ, alo hafi nàwɔ anyigba kple xexea me, tso mavɔ me yi ɖe mavɔ me, wò koe nye Mawu.
3 You turn man to destruction, saying, “Return, you children of men.”
Ènana amegbetɔwo gatrɔna zua kewɔ, eye nègblɔna be, “O! Amegbetɔviwo, mitrɔ zu kewɔ.”
4 For a thousand years in your sight are just like yesterday when it is past, like a watch in the night.
Elabena ƒe akpewo le ŋkuwò me le abe etsɔ ŋkeke si va yi la ene, alo abe ŋudzɔɣi le zã me ene.
5 You sweep them away as they sleep. In the morning they sprout like new grass.
Èkplɔa amewo dzonae to ku me; wole abe gbe mumu le ŋdi me ene.
6 In the morning it sprouts and springs up. By evening, it is withered and dry.
Togbɔ be emie le ŋdi yeyee hã la, le fiẽ me la, eƒu, eye wòku.
7 For we are consumed in your anger. We are troubled in your wrath.
Wò dɔmedzoe la tsrɔ̃ mí eye wò dɔmedzoe do ŋɔdzi na mí.
8 You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your presence.
Ètsɔ míaƒe vodadawo ɖo wò ŋkume kple míaƒe nu vɔ̃ siwo míewɔ le ɣaɣlaƒe la ɖo wò mo ƒe kekeli nu.
9 For all our days have passed away in your wrath. We bring our years to an end as a sigh.
Míaƒe ŋkekewo katã nu va yi le wò dziku ta, eye míewu míaƒe ƒewo nu kple ŋeŋe.
10 The days of our years are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty years; yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, for it passes quickly, and we fly away.
Míaƒe agbemeŋkekewo le ƒe blaadre, alo blaenyi, gake ne ŋusẽ gale mía ŋutie nye ema, elabena woƒe didi nye fuɖename kple aɖukliɖuɖu; wo nu va yi kaba, eye míedzo.
11 Who knows the power of your anger, your wrath according to the fear that is due to you?
Ame kae nya wò dɔmedzoe ƒe ŋusẽ? Elabena wò dziku nu sẽ abe ale si woavɔ̃ wòe ene.
12 So teach us to count our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
Fia ale si míaxlẽ míaƒe ŋkekewo dedie la mí, ale be dzi si me dziƒonunya le la nasu mía si.
13 Relent, LORD! How long? Have compassion on your servants!
O! Yehowa, bɔbɔ wò asi! Va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣi? Kpɔ nublanui na wò dɔlawo.
14 Satisfy us in the morning with your loving kindness, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
Tsɔ wò lɔlɔ̃ si meʋãna o la ɖi ƒoe na mí le ŋdi me, be míadzi ha kple dzidzɔ, eye míatso aseye le míaƒe ŋkekewo katã me.
15 Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us, for as many years as we have seen evil.
Na míatso aseye, ɖe ŋkeke siwo katã nètu nu kpli mí kple ƒe siwo katã me nèhe fukpekpe va mía dzi la ta.
16 Let your work appear to your servants, your glory to their children.
Na woaɖe wò dɔwɔwɔwo afia wò dɔlawo kple wò atsyɔ̃ afia wo viwo.
17 Let the favor of the Lord our God be on us. Establish the work of our hands for us. Yes, establish the work of our hands.
Aƒetɔ, míaƒe Mawu, na wò amenuveve nanɔ mía dzi, eye nàli ke míaƒe asinudɔwo na mí, ɛ̃, míaƒe asinudɔwo, nàna woali ke nyuie.
