< Psalmowo 52 >
1 David ƒe nufiameha na hɛnɔ la. Ekpa ha sia esi Edomtɔ, Doeg yi ɖagblɔ na Saul be, “David yi ɖe Ahimelek ƒe aƒe me.” Nu ka ta nètsɔ nu vɔ̃ɖi le adegbe ƒom, wò kalẽtɔ? Nu ka wɔ nèle adegbe ƒom ŋkeke blibo la, wò ame si nye ŋunyɔnu le Mawu ƒe ŋkume?
For the choirmaster. A Maskil of David. After Doeg the Edomite went to Saul and told him, “David has gone to the house of Ahimelech.” Why do you boast of evil, O mighty man? The loving devotion of God endures all day long.
2 Wò aɖe le gbegblẽ ɖom; èle abe hɛ ɖaɖɛ ene, wò alakpatɔ.
Your tongue devises destruction like a sharpened razor, O worker of deceit.
3 Èlɔ̃ vɔ̃ wu nyui, èlɔ̃ alakpa wu nyateƒetoto. (Sela)
You love evil more than good, falsehood more than speaking truth.
4 O! Wò alakpaɖe, èlɔ̃ nya gbegblẽwo sɔŋ ko!
You love every word that devours, O deceitful tongue.
5 Vavã, Mawu hã aƒu wò anyi ɖe gbegblẽ mavɔ me. Mawu ahe wò ado goe tso wò agbadɔ me, aho wò kple ke tso agbagbeawo ƒe anyigba dzi. (Sela)
Surely God will bring you down to everlasting ruin; He will snatch you up and tear you away from your tent; He will uproot you from the land of the living.
6 Ame dzɔdzɔewo akpɔe, eye woavɔ̃; woakoe ahagblɔ be,
The righteous will see and fear; they will mock the evildoer, saying,
7 “Kpɔ ɖa, ŋutsu si metsɔ Mawu wɔ eƒe mɔ sesẽ o, ke boŋ wòtsɔ eƒe dzi ɖo eƒe kesinɔnu gbogboawo ŋu, eye wòkpɔ ŋusẽ hegblẽ ame bubuwo dome lae nye esi!”
“Look at the man who did not make God his refuge, but trusted in the abundance of his wealth and strengthened himself by destruction.”
8 Ke nye la, mele abe amiti si le tsetsem le Mawu ƒe aƒe me la ene. Meɖo dzi ɖe Mawu ƒe lɔlɔ̃ si meʋãna o la ŋu tso mavɔ me yi ɖe mavɔ me.
But I am like an olive tree flourishing in the house of God; I trust in the loving devotion of God forever and ever.
9 Makafu wò tegbee le nu si nèwɔ la ta; matsɔ nye mɔkpɔkpɔ ade wò ŋkɔ me, elabena wò ŋkɔ nyo. Makafu wò le wò ame kɔkɔewo ŋkume.
I will praise You forever, because You have done it. I will wait on Your name— for it is good— in the presence of Your saints.