Psalmowo 79
1 Asaf ƒe ha. O! Mawu, dukɔwo nye zi ɖe wò domenyinu la dzi, wodo gu wò gbedoxɔ kɔkɔe la, eye wogbã Yerusalem wòzu anyiglagoe.
A Psalme committed to Asaph. O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance: thine holy Temple haue they defiled, and made Ierusalem heapes of stones.
2 Wotsɔ wò dɔlawo ƒe kukuawo na dziƒoxewo abe nuɖuɖu ene, eye wotsɔ wò ame kɔkɔeawo ƒe ŋutilã na anyigbadzilã wɔadãwo.
The dead bodies of thy seruats haue they giuen to be meat vnto foules of ye heauen: and the flesh of thy Saintes vnto the beastes of the earth.
3 Wokɔ woƒe ʋu ɖi abe tsi ene ƒo xlã Yerusalem, eye ame aɖeke meli aɖi ame kukuawo o.
Their blood haue they shead like waters rounde about Ierusalem, and there was none to burie them.
4 Míezu fewuɖunu na míaƒe aƒelikawo, eye míezu alɔmeɖenu kple vlodonu na ame siwo ƒo xlã mí.
Wee are a reproche to our neighbours, euen a scorne and derision vnto them that are round about vs.
5 O! Yehowa, va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣi? Ɖe nàdo dɔmedzoe tegbeea? Va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣi wò ŋuʋaʋã abi abe dzo ene?
Lord, howe long wilt thou be angrie, for euer? shall thy gelousie burne like fire?
6 Trɔ wò dziku helĩhelĩ la kɔ ɖe dukɔ siwo menya wò o la dzi kple fiaɖuƒe siwo meyɔa wò ŋkɔ o la dzi.
Powre out thy wrath vpon the heathen that haue not knowen thee, and vpon the kingdomes that haue not called vpon thy Name.
7 Elabena wovuvu Yakob, eye wogbã eƒe denyigba.
For they haue deuoured Iaakob and made his dwelling place desolate.
8 Mègawɔ na mí ɖe mía fofowo ƒe nu vɔ̃ nu o; na wò nublanuikpɔkpɔ nava do go mí kaba, elabena míeɖo xaxa gã aɖe me.
Remember not against vs the former iniquities, but make haste and let thy tender mercies preuent vs: for we are in great miserie.
9 O! Mawu, mía Ɖela, kpe ɖe mía ŋu le wò ŋkɔ ƒe bubu ta. Ɖe mí, eye nàtsɔ míaƒe nu vɔ̃wo ake mí le wò ŋkɔ la ta.
Helpe vs, O God of our saluation, for the glorie of thy Name, and deliuer vs, and be mercifull vnto our sinnes for thy Names sake.
10 Nu ka ŋuti dukɔwo agblɔ be, “Afi ka woƒe Mawu la le?” Le míawo ŋutɔ ƒe ŋkume, na dukɔwo nanya be, èbia hlɔ̃ na wò dɔla siwo ƒe ʋu wokɔ ɖi.
Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is their God? let him be knowen among the heathen in our sight by the vengeance of the blood of thy seruants that is shed.
11 Aʋaléleawo ƒe ŋeŋe neɖo gbɔwò, tsɔ wò asi ƒe ŋusẽ ɖe ame siwo wotso kufia na.
Let the sighing of the prisoners come before thee: according to thy mightie arme preserue the children of death,
12 O! Aƒetɔ, ɖo vlo, si míaƒe aƒelikawo do wò la teƒe na wo zi adre.
And render to our neighbours seuen folde into their bosome their reproche, wherewith they haue reproched thee, O Lord.
13 Ekema mí wò dukɔ, wò lãnyiƒe ƒe alẽwo akafu wò tegbee, eye tso dzidzime yi dzidzime míaɖe wò kafukafu afia.
So wee thy people, and sheepe of thy pasture shall praise thee for euer: and from generation to generation we will set foorth thy praise.
