Psalmowo 6
1 David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Woadzii ɖe kasaŋku kple seminit ŋu. O! Yehowa, mègaka mo nam le wò dziku me alo ahe to nam le wò dɔmedzoe helĩhelĩ me o.
To the Chief Musician, with stringed Instruments upon the eighth. A Melody of David. O Yahweh! do not, in thine anger, correct me, nor, in thy wrath, chastise me.
2 Yehowa, kpɔ nublanui nam, elabena nu te ŋunye. O! Yehowa, yɔ dɔm, elabena nye ƒuwo le veve sem.
Show me favour, O Yahweh, for languishing am I: Heal me, O Yahweh, —for dismayed are my bones:
3 Nye luʋɔ le nuxaxa me. Va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣi, O! Yehowa, va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣi?
Yea, my soul, is dismayed greatly, Thou, then, O Yahweh—how long?
4 O! Yehowa, trɔ ɖe ŋunye, eye nàɖem; ɖem, le wò lɔlɔ̃ si meʋãna o la ta.
Return, O Yahweh, deliver my soul, Save me, for the sake of thy lovingkindness;
For, in death, is no remembrance of thee, —In hades, who shall give thanks unto thee? (Sheol h7585)
6 Mevɔ le eme keŋkeŋ le ŋeŋe ta; metsɔ aɖatsi ƒo nye aba, elabena mefa avi zã blibo la, eye nye aɖatsi wɔe be nye dɔƒe ƒo tsi belebele.
I am weary with my sighing, I flood, through the whole night, my couch, —With my tears, I cause, my bed, to dissolve:
7 Nuxaxa na ɖeɖi te nye ŋkuwo ŋu; womegale nu kpɔm tututu o, le nye futɔwo ta.
My face, is all sunken with sorrow, —it hath aged, because of all mine adversaries.
8 Mite ɖa le gbɔnye, mi nu vlo wɔlawo, elabena Yehowa se nye avifafa.
Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity, for Yahweh hath heard the voice of my weeping:
9 Yehowa se ɣli si medo be wòakpɔ nye nublanui; Yehowa xɔ nye gbedodoɖa alɔ eve.
Yahweh, hath heard my supplication, Yahweh, will receive, my prayer.
10 Nye futɔwo katã ŋu akpe mi, eye miaƒe mo atsi dãa; woagbugbɔ ɖe megbe enumake kple ŋukpe.
Let all my foes, turn pale and be greatly dismayed, Again let them turn pale in a moment.
