Psalmowo 108
1 Hadzidzi. David ƒe ha. O! Mawu, nye dzi le te goŋgoŋgoŋ. Madzi ha, aƒo saŋku kple nye luʋɔ blibo.
A Song, a Melody: David’s. Fixed, is my heart, O God, I will sing and touch the strings, even mine honour.
2 Saŋku kple kasaŋku, minyɔ! Manyɔ fɔŋli.
Awake, O harp and lyre, I will awaken the dawn!
3 O! Yehowa, makafu wò le dukɔwo dome, eye madzi ha le ŋuwò le anyigbadzitɔwo dome,
I will thank thee among the peoples, O Yahweh, and will sing praise unto thee, among the tribes of men.
4 elabena wò lɔlɔ̃ de blibo, hekɔ wu dziƒowo, eye wò nuteƒewɔwɔ yi ɖatɔ lilikpowo.
For, great, above the heavens, is thy lovingkindness, and, as far as the skies, thy faithfulness.
5 O! Mawu, woado wò ɖe dzi agbɔ dziƒowo ŋu, eye na wò ŋutikɔkɔe naxɔ anyigba blibo la dzi.
Be thou exalted above the heavens, O God, And, above all the earth, be thy glory.
6 Ɖe mí, eye nàkpe ɖe mía ŋu kple wò nuɖusibɔ, be ame siwo nèlɔ̃ vevie la nakpɔ ɖeɖe.
To the end thy beloved ones may be delivered, Oh save thou with thy right hand and answer me!
7 Mawu ƒo nu tso eƒe kɔkɔeƒe la be, “Mama Sekem le dziɖuɖu me, eye madzidze Sukɔt Balime.
God, hath spoken in his holiness, I will exult! I will apportion Shechem! And, the Vale of Succoth, will I measure out;
8 Gilead nye tɔnye, Manase hã tɔnyee; nye gakukue nye Efraim, eye Yuda nye nye fiatikplɔ.
Mine, is Gilead—mine, Manasseh, but, Ephraim, is the defence of my head, Judah, is my commander’s staff;
9 Moab nye nye tsiletɔkpo, matsɔ nye atokota aƒu gbe ɖe Edom dzi, eye mado dziɖuɖuɣli ɖe Filistia ŋu.”
Moab, is my wash-bowl, Upon Edom, will I throw my shoe, Over Philistia, raise a shout of triumph.
10 Ame ka akplɔm ayi du sesẽ la mee? Ame ka akplɔm ayi Edom?
Who will conduct me to a fortified city? Who will lead me as far as Edom?
11 O! Mawu, ɖe menye wòe oa? Nu ka wɔ nègbe mí, eye mègadona kple míaƒe aʋakɔwo o?
Hast not thou, O God, rejected us? and wilt not go forth, O God, with our hosts.
12 Kpe ɖe mía ŋu ɖe míaƒe futɔwo ŋuti, elabena èna amegbetɔ ƒe kpekpeɖeŋu mele nemi hã me o.
Grant us help out of distress, for, vain, is the deliverance of man:
13 Ne Mawu le mía dzi la, míaɖu dzi, eye wòafanya míaƒe futɔwo ɖe eƒe afɔ te.
In God, shall we do valiantly, He himself, therefore, shall tread down our adversaries.
