Psalms 126

1 A Song of degrees. When the LORD turned again the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream.

Mɔzɔha. Esi Yehowa kplɔ aboyomeyilawo gbɔe va Zion la, míenɔ abe drɔ̃ekulawo ene.

2 Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing: then said they among the heathen, The LORD hath done great things for them.

Nukoko yɔ míaƒe nu me fũu, eye dzidzɔhawo yɔ míaƒe aɖewo dzi. Tete wogblɔ le dukɔwo dome be, “Yehowa wɔ nu gã na wo ameawo.”

3 The LORD hath done great things for us; for which we are glad.

Nyateƒee, Yehowa wɔ nu gãwo na mí, eya ta dzidzɔ yɔ mía me.

4 Turn again our captivity, O LORD, as the streams in the south.

O! Yehowa, gaɖo míaƒe nunyonamewo te, abe tɔʋu si le Gbegbe ene.

5 They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.

Ame siwo ƒã nu kple aɖatsi la, axa nu kple dzidzɔhawo.

6 He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless return with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.

Ame si do go le nukuwo ƒãm kple aɖatsi la atrɔ agbɔ kple dzidzɔhawo, atsɔ lu bablawo agbɔe.