Psalmowo 75

1 Asaf ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la, ne woadzii ɖe “Mègagblẽ nu o” ƒe gbeɖiɖi nu. O! Mawu, míeda akpe na wò, míeda akpe na wò, elabena wò ŋkɔ tsɔ ɖe mía gbɔ, eye amewo le wò nukunuwo xlẽm fia.

For the leader; al tashheth. A psalm of Asaph, a song. We praise you, God, we praise you: we would call on your name and declare your wonders.

2 Ègblɔ be, “Meɖo ɣeyiɣi da ɖi, elabena nyee adrɔ̃ ʋɔnu le dzɔdzɔenyenye me.

“At the time I choose, I will judge fairly.

3 Ne anyigba kple edzinɔlawo ʋuʋu kpekpekpe la, nyee léa eƒe sɔtiwo ɖe asi sesĩe. (Sela)

Though earth melt and all her inhabitants, it is I who keep steady her pillars.” (Selah)

4 Megblɔ na ɖokuiŋudzelawo be, ‘Midzudzɔ dada,’ eye na ame vɔ̃ɖi be, ‘Mègakɔ wò dzo ɖe dzi o.

I say to the boasters, “Boast not”; to the wicked, “Lift not up your horn:

5 Mègakɔ wò dzowo ɖe dzi ɖe dziƒo ŋu o, eye mègahe ve hafi nànɔ nu ƒom o.’”

lift not your horn on high, speak not boldly against the Rock.”

6 Dodoɖedzi metsoa ɣedzeƒe, ɣetoɖoƒe alo gbegbe vana na ame o,

For not from east nor west, not from desert nor mountains;

7 ke boŋ Mawue nye afiatsola, eɖea ame sia le zi dzi, eye wòdoa ame kemɛ ɖe dzi.

but God himself is the judge, humbling one and exalting another.

8 Kplu aɖe le Yehowa ƒe asi me, wain si lɔ fu ɖe nu, eye wotsɔ nu ʋeʋĩ tɔtɔe la le eme; ekui na ame vɔ̃ɖi siwo le anyigba dzi, wonoe, no ahaƒã si le egɔme la hã ƒiaƒiaƒia.

In the hand of the Lord is a cup foaming wine, richly spiced. Out of this he pours a draught, and all the wicked of earth must drain it down to the dregs.

9 Ke nye la, manɔ esia gblɔm ɖaa be; madzi kafukafuha na Yakob ƒe Mawu la;

But I will rejoice forever, singing praise to the God of Jacob.

10 maŋe ame vɔ̃ɖiwo ƒe dzowo, ke woado ame dzɔdzɔewo ƒe dzowo ɖe dzi.

I will hew all the horns of the wicked, but the horns of the just shall be lifted.