Psalmowo 3
1 David ƒe ha, esi wòsi le via Absalom nu. O, Yehowa, aleke nye futɔwo sɔ gbɔ ale! Aleke ame geɖewo tso ɖe ŋunye ale!
A psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Yahweh, how many are my enemies! Many have risen against me.
2 Ame geɖewo le gbɔgblɔm tso ŋutinye be, “Mawu maɖee akpɔ o.” (Sela)
Many say about me, “There is no help for him from God.” (Selah)
3 O, Yehowa, ke wò la, ènye akpoxɔnu ƒo xlãm; ètsɔ ŋutikɔkɔe kɔ ɖe dzinye, eye nèkɔ nye ta dzi.
But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 Yehowae medo ɣli na sesĩe, eye wòtɔ nam tso eƒe to kɔkɔe la dzi. (Sela)
I lift up my voice to Yahweh, and he answers me from his holy hill. (Selah)
5 Memlɔ anyi hedɔ alɔ̃; meganyɔ, elabena Yehowae kpɔ tanye.
I lay down and slept; I awoke, for Yahweh protected me.
6 Nyemavɔ̃ na ame akpe nane siwo ho, ɖe to ɖem godoo la o.
I will not be afraid of the multitudes of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
7 Tso, O, Yehowa! Ɖem, O, nye Mawu! Ƒo tome na nye futɔwo katã; eye nàŋe aɖu na ame vɔ̃ɖiwo.
Rise up, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you will hit all my enemies on the jaw; you will break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Yehowa gbɔe ɖeɖe tsona. Na be wò yayra nanɔ wò amewo dzi. (Sela)
Salvation comes from Yahweh. May your blessings be on your people. (Selah)
