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 of David. A psalm for the dedication of the Temple. I want to tell everyone how good you are, Lord, for you saved me, and you didn't let my enemies triumph over me.
2 O! Yehowa, nye Mawu, mebia kpekpeɖeŋu tso gbɔwò, eye nèyɔ dɔm.
Lord, my God, I called out to you for help, and you have healed me.
Lord, you rescued me from the grave, you brought me back to life, saving me from going down into the pit of death. (Sheol h7585)
4 Midzi ha na Yehowa, mi eƒe ame kɔkɔewo, eye mikafu eƒe ŋkɔ kɔkɔe la.
You who trust the Lord, sing praises to him, and be thankful for his holy character!
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 anger only lasts a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime. You may spend the night in tears, but happiness comes with the morning.
6 Esi mekpɔ be meli ke la, megblɔ be, “Nye la, nyemaʋuʋu kpɔ gbeɖe o.”
When things were going well, I said, “Nothing will ever shake me!”
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, when you showed me your favor I stood as strong as a mountain; when you turned away from me I was terrified.
8 Yehowa, wòe meyɔ, Yehowae medo ɣli na be wòakpɔ nublanui nam.
I called out to you for help, Lord. I asked the Lord for grace, saying,
9 “Viɖe kae le eme ne donyeme gblẽ alo ne meyi ɖe aʋlime? Ɖe ʋuʋudedi akafu wòa? Ɖe wòaɖe gbeƒã wò nuteƒewɔwɔa?
What would you gain if I die, if I go down into the pit of death? Would my dust praise you? Would it tell of your trustworthiness?
10 See, O! Yehowa, eye nàkpɔ nye nublanui; O! Yehowa, kpe ɖe ŋunye.”
Please listen to me, Lord, and be gracious to me! Lord, you are the one who helps me.
11 Èna nye avifafa zu ɣeɖuɖu; èɖe akpanya le ŋutinye hetsɔ dzidzɔkpɔkpɔ do nam,
You have turned my weeping into dancing. You have taken off my clothes of sackcloth and dressed me in happiness,
12 ale be nye dzi nadzi ha na wò, eye mazi ɖoɖoe o. O! Yehowa, nye Mawu, mada akpe na wò tegbetegbe.
so I can sing praises to you and not keep quiet. Lord my God, I will thank you forever!
