Psalmowo 144
1 David ƒe ha. Woakafu Yehowa, nye Agakpe la, ame si fia aʋawɔwɔ nye asi kple asibidɛwo.
BY DAVID. Blessed [is] YHWH my Rock, Who is teaching My hands for war, My fingers for battle.
2 Enye nye Mawu lɔlɔ̃tɔ kple nye mɔ sesẽ, nye sitsoƒe kple nye xɔnametɔ kpakple nye akpoxɔnu, nye Mawu si me mebe ɖo, ame si bɔbɔ nye dukɔ ɖe tenye.
My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me!
3 O! Yehowa, nu kae nye amegbetɔ be nètsɔ ɖe le eme nɛ kple amegbetɔvi be nèbua eŋuti?
YHWH, what [is] man that You know him? The son of man, that You esteem him?
4 Amegbetɔ le abe gbɔgbɔ ko ene, eye eƒe ŋkekewo le abe vɔvɔli si va yina kaba la ene.
Man has been like a breath, His days [are] as a shadow passing by.
5 O! Yehowa, dze wò dziƒowo ne nàɖi va, eye nàka asi towo ŋu, be woatu dzudzɔ.
YHWH, incline Your heavens and come down, Strike against mountains, and they smoke.
6 Dɔ dzikedzo ɖa woakaka futɔwo, da wò aŋutrɔ, eye nàtsrɔ̃ wo.
Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Your arrows, and trouble them,
7 Do wò asi ɖa tso dziƒo nàxɔ nam, eye nàɖem tso tsi sesẽwo kple amedzrowo ƒe asi me,
Send forth Your hand from on high, Free me, and deliver me from many waters, From the hand of sons of a stranger,
8 ame siwo ƒe nu me yɔ fũu kple alakpa, eye woƒe nuɖusi blea ame.
Because their mouth has spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood.
9 O! Mawu, madzi ha yeye na wò, matsɔ kasaŋku, ka ewo tɔ aƒo ha na wò,
O God, I sing to You a new song, I sing praise to You on a stringed instrument of ten strings.
10 wò ame si na dziɖuɖu fiawo, eye nèɖe wo dɔla David tso yi vɔ̃ɖi ƒe asi me.
Who is giving deliverance to kings, Who is freeing His servant David from the sword of evil.
11 Xɔ nam, eye nàɖem tso amedzrowo ƒe asi me, ame siwo ƒe nu me yɔ fũu kple alakpa, eye woƒe nuɖusi blea ame.
Free me, and deliver me From the hand of sons of a stranger, Because their mouth has spoken vanity, And their right hand [is] a right hand of falsehood,
12 Ekema mía viŋutsuwo le woƒe ɖekakpuime, anɔ abe ati siwo wode tsii nyuie ene, eye mía vinyɔnuwo anɔ abe sɔti si ŋu wota nu ɖo hetsɔ ɖo atsyɔ̃e na fiasã ene.
Because our sons [are] as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished—the likeness of a palace,
13 Míaƒe avawo ayɔ fũu kple nuku vovovowo. Míaƒe alẽwo adzi ɖe edzi le akpewo kple akpe ewowo me le míaƒe lãnyiƒewo.
Our granaries [are] full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,
14 Nenema ke míaƒe nyiwo atsɔ agba kpekpewo vɛ. Ale gli gbagbã maganɔ anyi o, aboyomeyiyi maganɔ anyi o, eye xaxa ƒe avifafa magaɖi le míaƒe mɔtatawo dzi azɔ o.
Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.
15 Woayra dukɔ si wòava eme na alea le nyateƒe me; Woayra dukɔ si ƒe Mawue nye Yehowa.
O the blessedness of the people that is thus, O the blessedness of the people whose God [is] YHWH!
