Psalmowo 41
1 David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Woayra ame si tsɔ ɖe le eme na ame dahewo, Yehowa aɖee le xaxaɣi.
To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. How happy is he that is attentive to the poor, In the day of calamity, will Yahweh deliver him:
2 Yehowa adzɔ eŋu, eye wòakpɔ eƒe agbe ta. Yehowa ayrae le anyigba dzi, eye matsɔe ade asi na eƒe futɔwo ƒe didi o.
Yahweh, will preserve him and keep him alive, And he shall be pronounced happy in the land, Do not then give him up at the desire of his enemies!
3 Yehowa anɔ kplii le dɔba dzi, eye wòana lãmesesẽe, afɔe tso dɔba dzi.
Yahweh, will sustain him upon the bed of sickness, All his couch, hast thou transformed in his disease.
4 Megblɔ be, “O! Yehowa, kpɔ nublanui nam, yɔ dɔm, elabena mewɔ nu vɔ̃ ɖe ŋuwò.”
I, said—O Yahweh, show me favour, heal thou my soul, for I have sinned against thee:
5 Nye futɔwo le gbɔgblɔm tso ŋunye fewuɖutɔe be, “Ɣe ka ɣi gɔ̃e wòle kuku ge ne eƒe ŋkɔ natsrɔ̃?”
Mine enemies, speak ill of me, When will he die, and his name perish?
6 Ne ame aɖe ɖi tsa va be yeakpɔm ɖa la, edaa alakpa, eƒe dzi ƒoa ameŋugblẽnyawo nu ƒu, eye wòdoa go yina kakanɛ.
And, if he have come to see me, Falsehood, doth he speak, His own heart, gathereth iniquity to itself, he goeth forth, abroad he telleth it.
7 Nye futɔwo katã le dalĩ dom le ŋutinye, eye wole nu vɔ̃ɖiwo susum tso ŋutinye le gbɔgblɔm be,
Together—against me, do all who hate me whisper among themselves, Against me, devise they hurt for me.
8 “Dɔléle vɔ̃ɖi aɖe dze edzi, magatso le afi si wòmlɔ la akpɔ gbeɖe o.”
An infliction of the Abandoned One hath been fixed upon him, and, now that he hath lien down, he will not again rise.
9 Xɔ̃nye si tsi metoa nye kplii dome o, ame si dzi meka ɖo, eye wòɖua nu kplim la kɔ eƒe afɔkpodzi dzi ɖe ŋutinye.
Even the man whom I used to salute, in whom I put confidence, who used to eat my bread, —hath magnified his heel against me!
10 O! Yehowa, ke wò ya kpɔ nye nublanui, kɔm ɖe dzi be maɖo teƒe na wo.
But, thou, O Yahweh, show me favour and raise me up, That I may repay them.
11 Menya be èkpɔ ŋudzedze le ŋutinye, elabena nye ketɔ meɖu dzinye o.
Hereby, do I know that thou delightest in me, In that mine enemy shall not raise a shout over me.
12 Le nye nuteƒewɔwɔ ta la, èlém ɖe asi, eye nètsɔm ɖo wò ŋkume tegbetegbe.
But, as for me, In my blamelessness, hast thou held me fast, And hast caused me to stand before thee unto times age-abiding.
13 Woakafu Yehowa, Israel ƒe Mawu la tso mavɔ me yi mavɔ me.
Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel, From the age that is past, even unto the age yet to come: Amen and Amen!
