Psalmowo 71
1 O! Yehowa, mewòe mebe ɖo, mègana ŋu nakpem akpɔ gbeɖe o.
In You, O YHWH, I have trusted, Do not let me be disappointed for all time.
2 Xɔ nam, eye nàɖem le wò dzɔdzɔenyenye la ta; trɔ wò to ɖe gbɔnye, eye nàxɔ nam.
You deliver me in Your righteousness, And cause me to escape, Incline Your ear to me, and save me.
3 Nye sitsoƒe ƒe agakpe, afi si mate ŋu abe ɖo ɣe sia ɣi. Ɖe gbe be woaxɔ nam, elabena wòe nye nye agakpe kple mɔ sesẽ.
Be a rock to me—a habitation, To go in continually, You have given command to save me, For You [are] my rock and my bulwark.
4 O! Nye Mawu, ɖem tso ame vɔ̃ɖiwo ƒe asi me, eye nàɖem tso nu tovo wɔlawo kple ŋutasẽlawo ƒe fego me.
O my God, cause me to escape From the hand of the wicked, From the hand of the perverse and violent.
5 Elabena tso ɣe aɖe ɣi ke, wòe nye nye mɔkpɔkpɔ kple nye dzideƒo tso nye ɖekakpuime ke, O! Aƒetɔ Yehowa.
For You [are] my hope, O Lord YHWH, My trust from my youth.
6 Tso nye dzigbe ke, wò ko ŋu meku ɖo, elabena wòe ɖem tso danye ƒe dɔ me, eya ta makafu wò ɖaa.
I have been supported from the womb by You, You cut me out from my mother’s bowels, My praise [is] continually in You.
7 Mezu nu maɖinu na ame geɖewo, gake wòe nye nye mɔ sesẽ.
I have been as a wonder to many, And You [are] my strong refuge.
8 Wò kafukafu yɔ nye nu me, eye meɖea gbeƒã wò atsyɔ̃ŋkeke blibo la.
My mouth is filled [with] Your praise, All the day [with] Your beauty.
9 Mègatsɔm ƒu gbe, ne meku amegã o, eye mègagblẽm ɖi ne ŋusẽ vɔ le ŋunye o.
Do not cast me off at the time of old age, Do not forsake me according to the consumption of my power.
10 Elabena nye futɔwo ƒo nu tsi tsitre ɖe ŋunye, eye ame siwo le lalam be yewoawum la, wɔ ɖeka ɖo nugbe ɖe ŋunye.
For my enemies have spoken against me, And those watching my soul have taken counsel together,
11 Wogblɔ be, “Mawu gblẽe ɖi, míti eyome, míalée, elabena ame aɖeke mava axɔ nɛ o.”
Saying, “God has forsaken him, Pursue and catch him, for there is no deliverer.”
12 O! Mawu, mèganɔ adzɔge tso gbɔnye o, O! Nye Mawu, va kaba nàxɔ nam.
O God, do not be far from me, O my God, make haste for my help.
13 Na be nunyetsolawo natsrɔ̃ kple ŋukpe, eye nàna be vlododo kple ŋukpe natsyɔ ame siwo di be yewoawɔ nuvevim la dzi.
They are ashamed, they are consumed, Who are opposing my soul, They are covered [with] reproach and blushing, Who are seeking my evil,
14 Ke nye ya la, mɔkpɔkpɔ anɔ asinye ɖaa, eye makafu wò, agakafu wò ɖe edzi.
And I continually wait with hope, And have added to all Your praise.
15 Nye nu aɖe gbeƒã wò dzɔdzɔenyenye kple wò xɔname ŋkeke blibo la, togbɔ be nyemenya eƒe kpekpeme o hã.
My mouth recounts Your righteousness, All the day Your salvation, For I have not known the numbers.
16 Mava aɖe gbeƒã wò nu dzɔatsuwo, O Aƒetɔ Yehowa. Maɖe gbeƒã wò dzɔdzɔenyenye, wò ɖeka tɔ ko.
I come in [the] might of Lord YHWH, I mention Your righteousness—Yours alone.
17 O! Mawu; tso nye ɖekakpuime ke, nèfia num, eye va se ɖe egbe la, mele gbeƒã ɖem wò nu dzɔatsuwo.
God, You have taught me from my youth, And until now I declare Your wonders.
18 O! Mawu, ne metsi, ƒo wɔ hã la, mègagblẽm ɖi o, va se ɖe esime maɖe gbeƒã wò ŋusẽ na dzidzime si ava dzɔ kple wò ŋusẽ na ame siwo woava dzi.
And also to old age and grey hairs, O God, do not forsake me, Until I declare Your strength to a generation, Your might to everyone that comes.
19 O! Mawu, wò dzɔdzɔenyenye yi ɖatɔ dziŋgɔli ke, wò ame si wɔ nu dzɔatsu geɖewo. O! Mawu, ame kae le abe wò ene?
And Your righteousness, O God, [is] to the heights, Because You have done great things, O God, who [is] like You?
20 Togbɔ be èna mekpɔ xaxa geɖe kple vevesese hã la, àgaɖo nye agbe te, eye àva kplɔm ado goe tso anyigba ƒe tume ke.
Because You have showed me many and sad distresses, You turn back—You revive me, And from the depths of the earth, You turn back—You bring me up.
21 Àdzi nye bubu ɖe edzi, eye àgafa akɔ nam.
You increase my greatness, And You surround—You comfort me,
22 O! Nye Mawu, makafu wò kple kasaŋku le wò nuteƒewɔwɔ ta; madzi kafukafuha na wò kple gasaŋku, O! Israel ƒe Kɔkɔetɔ.
I also thank You with a vessel of stringed instrument, Your truth, O my God, I sing to You with a harp, O Holy One of Israel,
23 Nye nuyiwo ado dzidzɔɣli, ne mele kafukafuhawo dzim na wò, nye ame si nèɖe.
My lips cry aloud when I sing praise to You, And my soul that You have redeemed,
24 Nye aɖe agblɔ wò dzɔdzɔenyenye ƒe dɔwo ŋkeke blibo la, elabena ŋukpe kple tɔtɔ va ame siwo di be yewoawɔ nuvevim la dzi.
My tongue also utters Your righteousness all the day, Because ashamed—because confounded, Have been those seeking my evil!
