< Psalmowo 131 >

1 David ƒe Mɔzɔha. O! Yehowa, dada mele nye dzi me o, eye ŋku gã hã mele tanye o. Nyemetsɔa ɖeke le nya gãwo me loo, alo ƒoa ta ɖe nu siwo wɔ nuku nam akpa la me o,
A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. A psalm of David. Lord, I'm not proud or arrogant. I don't worry about things that are beyond me, matters that are far beyond my experience.
2 gake mena nye luʋɔ zi ɖoɖoe, heli kpoo abe ale si ɖevi si ɖi no la nɔa dadaa ƒe akɔnu ene, eye nye luʋɔ le abe ɖevi si ɖi no la ene.
On the contrary, I have chosen to be calm and quiet, like a weaned child with its mother. I am like a weaned child with its mother.
3 O! Israel, tsɔ wò mɔkpɔkpɔ da ɖe Yehowa dzi, tso fifia yi ɖase ɖe mavɔmavɔ me ke.
Israel, hope in the Lord, now and forever!

< Psalmowo 131 >