Psalmowo 30
1 David ƒe ha na gbedoxɔ la ŋutikɔkɔ. O! Yehowa, mado wò ɖe dzi, elabena wòe hem do goe tso ʋe globo me, eye mèna mezu nu ɖikokoe na nye futɔwo o.
A Psalm. A Song at the blessing of the House. Of David. I will give you praise and honour, O Lord, because through you I have been lifted up; you have not given my haters cause to be glad over me.
2 O! Yehowa, nye Mawu, mebia kpekpeɖeŋu tso gbɔwò, eye nèyɔ dɔm.
O Lord my God, I sent up my cry to you, and you have made me well.
O Lord, you have made my soul come again from the underworld: you have given me life and kept me from going down among the dead. (Sheol h7585)
4 Midzi ha na Yehowa, mi eƒe ame kɔkɔewo, eye mikafu eƒe ŋkɔ kɔkɔe la.
Make songs to the Lord, O you saints of his, and give praise to his holy name.
5 Elabena medoa dɔmedzoe eteƒe didina o, ke eƒe amenuveve ya nɔa anyi agbenɔɣi katã. Avifafa anɔ anyi le zã me, gake aseyetsotso ava le ŋdi me.
For his wrath is only for a minute; in his grace there is life; weeping may be for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
6 Esi mekpɔ be meli ke la, megblɔ be, “Nye la, nyemaʋuʋu kpɔ gbeɖe o.”
When things went well for me I said, I will never be moved.
7 O! Yehowa, esi nève nunye la, èna nye to li ke zã, gake esi nèɣla wò ŋkume ɖem la, nye mo tsi dãa.
Lord, by your grace you have kept my mountain strong: when your face was turned from me I was troubled.
8 Yehowa, wòe meyɔ, Yehowae medo ɣli na be wòakpɔ nublanui nam.
My voice went up to you, O Lord; I made my prayer to the Lord.
9 “Viɖe kae le eme ne donyeme gblẽ alo ne meyi ɖe aʋlime? Ɖe ʋuʋudedi akafu wòa? Ɖe wòaɖe gbeƒã wò nuteƒewɔwɔa?
What profit is there in my blood if I go down into the underworld? will the dust give you praise, or be a witness to your help?
10 See, O! Yehowa, eye nàkpɔ nye nublanui; O! Yehowa, kpe ɖe ŋunye.”
Give ear to me, O Lord, and have mercy on me: Lord, be my helper.
11 Èna nye avifafa zu ɣeɖuɖu; èɖe akpanya le ŋutinye hetsɔ dzidzɔkpɔkpɔ do nam,
By you my sorrow is turned into dancing; you have taken away my clothing of grief, and given me robes of joy;
12 ale be nye dzi nadzi ha na wò, eye mazi ɖoɖoe o. O! Yehowa, nye Mawu, mada akpe na wò tegbetegbe.
So that my glory may make songs of praise to you and not be quiet. O Lord my God, I will give you praise for ever.
