Psalmowo 120

1 Mɔzɔha. Meyɔ Yehowa le nye xaxa me, eye wòtɔ nam.

The song of greces. Whanne Y was set in tribulacioun, Y criede to the Lord; and he herde me.

2 O! Yehowa, ɖem, tso aʋatsonuyiwo kple alakpaɖewo ƒe asi me.

Lord, delyuere thou my soule fro wickid lippis; and fro a gileful tunge.

3 O! Alakpaɖe, nu ka wòawɔ na wò, eye nu ka wòatsɔ akpee na wò?

What schal be youun to thee, ether what schal be leid to thee; to a gileful tunge?

4 Atsɔ aʋawɔla ƒe aŋutrɔ ɖaɖɛwo ahe to na wòe kpe ɖe yɔkuti ƒe dzoka xɔxɔwo ŋuti.

Scharpe arowis of the myyti; with colis that maken desolat.

5 Baba nam be mele Mesek, eye mele Kedar ƒe agbadɔwo me!

Allas to me! for my dwelling in an alien lond is maad long, Y dwellide with men dwellinge in Cedar; my soule was myche a comelyng.

6 Menɔ ame siwo lé fu ŋutifafa la dome wòdidi fũu akpa.

I was pesible with hem that hatiden pees;

7 Ŋutifafamee menye, gake ne meƒo nu la, woawo kpea aʋa.

whanne Y spak to hem, thei ayenseiden me with outen cause.