< Psalmowo 16 >
1 David ƒe ha si wɔa dɔ ɖe ame dzi. O! Mawu, na manɔ dedie, elabena wò mee mebe ɖo.
A writing of David. Keep me, O Lord; for I have hoped in thee.
2 Megblɔ na Yehowa be, “Wòe nye nye Aƒetɔ; nu nyui aɖeke mele asinye kpe ɖe ŋuwò o.”
I said to the Lord, Thou art my Lord; for thou has no need of my goodness.
3 Ame kɔkɔe siwo le anyigba dzi la woe nye bubume siwo ƒe nu nyoa ŋunye vevie.
On behalf of the saints that are in his land, he has magnified all his pleasure in them.
4 Ame siwo ati mawu tutɔwo yome la, adzi woƒe vevesesewo ɖe edzi. Nyemasa woƒe ʋuvɔsawo na mawu mawo, alo ayɔ woƒe ŋkɔwo o.
Their weaknesses have been multiplied; afterward they hasted. I will by no means assemble their bloody meetings, neither will I make mention of their names with my lips.
5 Yehowa, èɖo tɔnye gome kple nye kplu da ɖi nam; èna nye gomekpɔkpɔ le dedie nam.
The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou art he that restores my inheritance to me.
6 Liƒo ƒe dzidzeka la dze teƒe nyuiwo nam; le nyateƒe me la, domenyinu si do dzidzɔ nam la su asinye.
The lines have fallen to me in the best places, yea, I have a most excellent heritage.
7 Makafu Yehowa, ame si ɖoa aɖaŋu nam; le zã me ke hã, nye dzi xlɔ̃a num.
I will bless the Lord who has instructed me; my reins too have chastened me even till night.
8 Metsɔ Yehowa ɖo ŋkunye me ɖaa, elabena ele nye nuɖusime, eya ta nyemavɔ̃ o.
I foresaw the Lord always before my face; for he is on my right hand, that I should not be moved.
9 Esia ta nye dzi le dzidzɔ kpɔm, nye aɖe tso aseye, eye nye ŋutilã hã agbɔ ɖe eme le dedinɔnɔ me,
Therefore my heart rejoiced an my tongue exulted; moreover also my flesh shall rest in hope:
10 elabena màgblẽm ɖi na yɔdo alo ana wò, Kɔkɔetɔ la, nàkpɔ gbegblẽ o. (Sheol )
because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell, neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption. (Sheol )
11 Èna menya agbemɔ la; àtsɔ dzidzɔkpɔkpɔ ayɔ menye le ŋkuwò me, eye matsɔ vivisese si mevɔna o la anɔ wò nuɖusime tegbee.
Thou hast made known to me the ways of life; thou wilt fill me with joy with thy countenance: at thy right hand [there are] delights for ever.