< Psalmowo 16 >

1 David ƒe ha si wɔa dɔ ɖe ame dzi. O! Mawu, na manɔ dedie, elabena wò mee mebe ɖo.
Michtam of David. Preserve me, O God: for I trust in thee.
2 Megblɔ na Yehowa be, “Wòe nye nye Aƒetɔ; nu nyui aɖeke mele asinye kpe ɖe ŋuwò o.”
Thou [my soul] hast said to Jehovah, Thou art the Lord: my goodness [extendeth] not to thee; —
3 Ame kɔkɔe siwo le anyigba dzi la woe nye bubume siwo ƒe nu nyoa ŋunye vevie.
To the saints that are on the earth, and to the excellent [thou hast said], In them is all my delight.
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 sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another: their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer, and I will not take up their names into my lips.
5 Yehowa, èɖo tɔnye gome kple nye kplu da ɖi nam; èna nye gomekpɔkpɔ le dedie nam.
Jehovah is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.
6 Liƒo ƒe dzidzeka la dze teƒe nyuiwo nam; le nyateƒe me la, domenyinu si do dzidzɔ nam la su asinye.
The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
7 Makafu Yehowa, ame si ɖoa aɖaŋu nam; le zã me ke hã, nye dzi xlɔ̃a num.
I will bless Jehovah, who giveth me counsel; even in the nights my reins instruct me.
8 Metsɔ Yehowa ɖo ŋkunye me ɖaa, elabena ele nye nuɖusime, eya ta nyemavɔ̃ o.
I have set Jehovah continually before me; because [he is] at my right hand, I shall 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 rejoiceth, and my glory exulteth; my flesh moreover shall dwell in hope.
10 elabena màgblẽm ɖi na yɔdo alo ana wò, Kɔkɔetɔ la, nàkpɔ gbegblẽ o. (Sheol h7585)
For thou wilt not leave my soul to Sheol, neither wilt thou allow thy Holy One to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
11 Èna menya agbemɔ la; àtsɔ dzidzɔkpɔkpɔ ayɔ menye le ŋkuwò me, eye matsɔ vivisese si mevɔna o la anɔ wò nuɖusime tegbee.
Thou wilt make known to me the path of life: thy countenance is fulness of joy; at thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.

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