Psalmowo 64

1 David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. O! Mawu, ɖo tom, esi meɖe nye kuxiwo na wò; kpɔ nye agbe ta tso futɔ siwo le ŋɔdzi dom nam la ƒe asi me.

For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice of complaint; preserve my life from dread of the enemy.

2 Ɣlam tso ame vɔ̃ɖiwo ƒe nugbeɖoɖo kple ame vlo mawo ƒe howɔwɔ me.

Hide me from the scheming of the wicked, from the mob of workers of iniquity,

3 Wonyrea woƒe aɖewo abe yi ene, eye wodzidzea woƒe nyawo ɖe ame dzi abe aŋutrɔ siwo nu aɖi le la ene.

who sharpen their tongues like swords and aim their bitter words like arrows,

4 Wodea xa hedaa aŋutrɔ ame maɖifɔ la, eye wodanɛ zi ɖeka vɔvɔ̃manɔŋutɔe.

ambushing the innocent in seclusion, shooting suddenly, without fear.

5 Wodea dzi ƒo na wo nɔewo le woƒe nu vɔ̃ɖi ɖoɖowo me, woƒoa nu tso ale si woatre mɔ ɖe vivime la ŋuti gblɔna be, “Ame kae le ekpɔ ge?”

They hold fast to their evil purpose; they speak of hiding their snares. “Who will see them?” they say.

6 Woɖoa nu vɔ̃ɖi hegblɔna le eŋuti be, “Míewɔ ɖoɖo deŋgɔ la vɔ!” Vavãe, ame ƒe susu kple dzi me nye ayenuwɔƒe,

They devise injustice and say, “We have perfected a secret plan.” For the inner man and the heart are mysterious.

7 gake Mawu ada aŋutrɔ wo eye wòalɔ wo zi ɖeka kpoyi woamu adze anyi.

But God will shoot them with arrows; suddenly they will be wounded.

8 Ana woawo ŋutɔ ƒe aɖe nade wo nya me eye wòahe wo ade tsɔtsrɔ̃ me. Ame siwo katã akpɔ wo la aʋuʋu ta ɖe wo ŋu fewuɖutɔe.

They will be made to stumble, their own tongues turned against them. All who see will shake their heads.

9 Tete vɔvɔ̃ aɖo amegbetɔƒomea katã; woado Mawu ƒe dɔwɔwɔwo ɖe dzi, eye woade ŋugble le nu si wòwɔ la ŋuti.

Then all mankind will fear and proclaim the work of God; so they will ponder what He has done.

10 Ame dzɔdzɔe akpɔ dzidzɔ le Yehowa me, eye wòasii atso. Ame siwo katã dza le woƒe dzi me la akafui!

Let the righteous rejoice in the LORD and take refuge in Him; let all the upright in heart exult.