Psalmowo 143
1 David ƒe ha. O! Yehowa, se nye gbedodoɖa, lé to ɖe nye nublanuiɣli ŋu, eye nàxɔ nam le wò nuteƒewɔwɔ kple dzɔdzɔenyenye ta.
A Psalm of David. Jehovah, hear my prayer; give ear to my supplications: in thy faithfulness answer me, in thy righteousness.
2 Mègabu fɔ wò dɔla o, elabena amegbetɔ aɖeke mele dzɔdzɔe le ŋkuwò me o.
And enter not into judgment with thy servant; for in thy sight no man living shall be justified.
3 Futɔ la ti yonyeme, egbãm ɖe anyigba, eye wòna menɔ viviti me abe ame siwo ku xoxo va yi la ene.
For the enemy persecuteth my soul: he hath crushed my life down to the earth; he hath made me to dwell in dark places, as those that have been long dead.
4 Nu te nye gbɔgbɔ ŋu le menye, eye nye dzi wɔ yaa le menye.
And my spirit is overwhelmed within me; my heart within me is desolate.
5 Meɖo ŋku blemaŋkekeawo dzi, hede ŋugble le wò dɔwɔwɔwo katã ŋuti, eye mebu nu siwo wò asiwo wɔ la ŋuti.
I remember the days of old: I meditate on all thy doing; I muse on the work of thy hands.
6 Mekeke nye abɔwo me na wò, eye nye luʋɔ ƒe ve me ƒu ɖe ŋuwò abe kuɖiɖinyigba ene. (Sela)
I stretch forth my hands unto thee: my soul, as a parched land, [thirsteth] after thee. (Selah)
7 O! Yehowa, tɔ nam kaba, elabena nu te nye gbɔgbɔ ŋu. Mègaɣla wò mo ɖem o, ne menye nenema o la, manɔ abe ame siwo yi aʋlime ene.
Answer me speedily, O Jehovah; my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, or I shall be like unto them that go down into the pit.
8 Na ŋdi natsɔ wò lɔlɔ̃ si meʋãna o la ƒe nya vɛ nam, elabena dziwòe meka ɖo. Fia mɔ si mato lam, elabena wòe medo nye luʋɔ ɖe dzi na.
Cause me to hear thy loving-kindness in the morning, for in thee do I confide; make me to know the way wherein I should walk, for unto thee do I lift up my soul.
9 O! Yehowa, ɖem tso nye futɔwo ƒe asi me, elabena mewòe mebe ɖo.
Deliver me, O Jehovah, from mine enemies: unto thee do I flee for refuge.
10 Fiam ale si mawɔ wò lɔlɔ̃nu, elabena wòe nye nye Mawu; na wò Gbɔgbɔ nyui la nakplɔm to anyigba sɔsɔe dzi.
Teach me to do thy will; for thou art my God: let thy good Spirit lead me in a plain country.
11 O! Yehowa, le wò ŋkɔ la ta, kpɔ nye agbe ta, le wò dzɔdzɔenyenye ta, ɖem le xaxa me.
Revive me, O Jehovah, for thy name's sake; in thy righteousness bring my soul out of trouble;
12 Le wò lɔlɔ̃ si meʋãna o la ta, mia nu na nye futɔwo; tsrɔ̃ nye ketɔwo katã, elabena wò dɔlae menye.
And in thy loving-kindness cut off mine enemies, and destroy all them that oppress my soul: for I am thy servant.
