Psalms 10
1 Why standest thou farre off, O Lord, and hidest thee in due time, euen in affliction?
O! Yehowa, nu ka ta nèle adzɔge ʋĩi ɖo? Nu ka ta nèɣla ɖokuiwò le xaxaɣiwo ɖo?
2 The wicked with pride doeth persecute the poore: let them be taken in the craftes that they haue imagined.
Ame vɔ̃ɖi dadala he hiãtɔ ƒu anyi, ke wògena ɖe mɔ si wòtre da ɖi la me.
3 For the wicked hath made boast of his owne heartes desire, and the couetous blesseth himselfe: he contemneth the Lord.
Nu siwo eƒe dzi dina la, egblɔnɛ adegbeƒotɔe; eyraa ŋuklẽlawo, eye wòɖea alɔme le Yehowa ŋu.
4 The wicked is so proude that hee seeketh not for God: hee thinketh alwayes, There is no God.
Ame vɔ̃ɖi la media eƒe mɔ o, le dada viviwo ta, le eƒe ŋugblededewo katã me la, meɖoa ŋku Mawu dzi o.
5 His wayes alway prosper: thy iudgements are hie aboue his sight: therefore defieth he all his enemies.
Eƒe mɔwo dzea edzi nɛ nyuie ɣe sia ɣi, edoa eɖokui ɖe dzi, wò sewo didi tso egbɔ; eye wòɖoa hehe ɖe eƒe futɔwo ta.
6 He saith in his heart, I shall neuer be moued, nor be in danger.
Egblɔna na eɖokui be, “Naneke maʋuʋum o, makpɔ dzidzɔ ɣe sia ɣi, eye nyemage ɖe dzɔgbevɔ̃e me akpɔ o.”
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceite and fraude: vnder his tongue is mischiefe and iniquitie.
Fiƒode, alakpa kple ŋɔdzidodo yɔ eƒe nu me fũu, eye gbegblẽ kple nu vɔ̃ɖi le eƒe aɖe te.
8 He lieth in waite in the villages: in the secret places doeth hee murder the innocent: his eyes are bent against the poore.
Edea xa ɖe kɔƒewo xa; ewu ame maɖifɔwo le xame, eye wòtsa ŋu na ame si wòalé le bebeme.
9 He lyeth in waite secretly, euen as a lyon in his denne: he lyeth in waite to spoyle the poore: he doeth spoyle the poore, when he draweth him into his net.
Edea xa ɖe ɣaɣlɛƒe abe dzatae be ɖe ave xa ene; ale be wòalé amemanɔsitɔ; eléa amemanɔsitɔ, eye wòhea wo ɖe eƒe ɖɔ me dzonae.
10 He croucheth and boweth: therefore heaps of the poore doe fall by his might.
Etoa ƒu ɖe lãme na ame siwo wòlé, woƒe mo tsyɔa zi, eye womuna dzea anyi le eƒe ŋusẽ te.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten, he hideth away his face, and will neuer see.
Egblɔna na eɖokui be, “Mawu ŋlɔ be; etsɔ nu tsyɔ eƒe mo, eye mele nu kpɔm o.”
12 Arise, O Lord God: lift vp thine hande: forget not the poore.
Tso, Yehowa! O! Mawu, kɔ wò abɔ dzi. Mègaŋlɔ hiãtɔ be o.
13 Wherefore doeth the wicked contemne God? he saith in his heart, Thou wilt not regard.
Nu ka ta ame vɔ̃ɖi la le alɔme ɖem le Mawu ŋuti ɖo? Nu ka ta wògblɔna na eɖokui be, “Mayɔm be mana akɔnta o” ɖo?
14 Yet thou hast seene it: for thou beholdest mischiefe and wrong, that thou mayest take it into thine handes: the poore committeth himselfe vnto thee: for thou art the helper of the fatherlesse.
Ke wò, O! Mawu, koe kpɔa dzɔgbevɔ̃e kple vevesese; èbua eŋuti, eye asiwò me wole. Ame si le fukpekpe me la, tsɔa eɖokui dea asi na wò; elabena wòe nye xɔnametɔ na tsyɔ̃eviwo.
15 Breake thou the arme of the wicked and malicious: searche his wickednes, and thou shalt finde none.
Ŋe abɔ na ame vɔ̃ɖi kple nu tovo wɔla; yɔe ne wòana akɔnta tso nu vɔ̃ɖi siwo wòwɔ ame aɖeke mekpɔe o la ŋuti.
16 The Lord is King for euer and euer: the heathen are destroyed foorth of his land.
Yehowae nye fia tso mavɔ me yi mavɔ me; dukɔwo atsrɔ̃ ɖa le eƒe anyigba dzi.
17 Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the poore: thou preparest their heart: thou bendest thine eare to them,
O! Yehowa, èse hiãtɔwo ƒe didi; ède dzi ƒo na wo, eye nèɖo to woƒe ɣlidodo.
18 To iudge the fatherlesse and poore, that earthly man cause to feare no more.
Èʋli tsyɔ̃eviwo kple ame siwo wote ɖe anyi la ta, ale be amegbetɔ si nye anyi la magado ŋɔdzi na amewo azɔ o.
