Psalms 51
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David, when Nathan the prophet came to him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba. Have mercy on me, God, according to your loving kindness. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, blot out my transgressions.
David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Ekpa ha sia esime wòwɔ ahasi kple Batseba, eye Nyagblɔɖila Natan va egbɔ. O! Mawu, kpɔ nye nublanui le wò lɔlɔ̃ si meʋãna o la ta. Le wò dɔmenyo sɔgbɔ la nu, tutu nye dzidadawo ɖa.
2 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity. Cleanse me from my sin.
Klɔ nye vodadawo katã ɖa, eye nàle tsi nam ŋunye nakɔ tso nye nu vɔ̃wo me.
3 For I know my transgressions. My sin is constantly before me.
Elabena menya nye dzidadawo, eye nye nu vɔ̃wo le nye ŋkume ɖaa.
4 Against you, and you only, I have sinned, and done that which is evil in your sight, so you may be proved right when you speak, and justified when you judge.
Ŋuwò, wò ko ŋu mewɔ nu vɔ̃ ɖo, eye nu si nye vɔ̃ le wò ŋkume la mewɔ, eya ta ne èle nu ƒom la, woaɖee afia be tɔwò dzɔ, eye ne ètso afia la, woagblɔ be ele eteƒe.
5 Behold, I was born in iniquity. My mother conceived me in sin.
Vavã, wodzim ɖe nu vɔ̃ me, eye nu vɔ̃ me danye fɔ nye fu ɖo.
6 Behold, you desire truth in the inward parts. You teach me wisdom in the inmost place.
Vavã, nyateƒe si tso dzi me ke la nèdina; èfia nunyam le ememe ke.
7 Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean. Wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.
Klɔ ŋutinye kple kakle, eye ŋunye aɖi; le tsi nam, eye mafu tititi wu aklala.
8 Let me hear joy and gladness, that the bones which you have broken may rejoice.
Na mase dzidzɔkpɔkpɔ kple aseyetsotso, ne nye ƒu siwo nèŋe la nakpɔ dzidzɔ.
9 Hide your face from my sins, and blot out all of my iniquities.
Ɣla wò mo ɖe nye nu vɔ̃wo, eye nàtutu nye vodadawo katã ɖa.
10 Create in me a clean heart, O God. Renew a right spirit within me.
O! Mawu, wɔ dzi dzadzɛ aɖe nam, eye nàgbugbɔ gbɔgbɔ si li ke la de menye.
11 Don’t throw me from your presence, and don’t take your Holy Spirit from me.
Mègatsɔm ƒu gbe le wò ŋkume, alo nàxɔ wò Gbɔgbɔ Kɔkɔe la le asinye o.
12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation. Uphold me with a willing spirit.
Gbugbɔ ɖeɖekpɔkpɔ ƒe dzidzɔ de menye, eye nàna gbɔgbɔ si le klalo la be wòalém ɖe asi.
13 Then I will teach transgressors your ways. Sinners will be converted to you.
Ekema mafia wò mɔwo dzidalawo, eye nu vɔ̃ wɔlawo atrɔ ava gbɔwò.
14 Deliver me from the guilt of bloodshed, O God, the God of my salvation. My tongue will sing aloud of your righteousness.
O! Mawu, ɖem tso ʋukɔkɔɖi ƒe nu vɔ̃ me, wò Mawu si ɖem, eye nye aɖe adzi ha le wò dzɔdzɔenyenye ŋu.
15 Lord, open my lips. My mouth will declare your praise.
O! Aƒetɔ, ke nye nuyiwo, eye nye nu aɖe gbeƒã wò kafukafu.
16 For you don’t delight in sacrifice, or else I would give it. You have no pleasure in burnt offering.
Mèdia vɔsa o, anye ne metsɔe na wò; numevɔsa hã medoa dzidzɔ na wò o.
17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit. O God, you will not despise a broken and contrite heart.
Vɔsa siwo nye Mawu tɔe nye gbɔgbɔ si wogbã. O! Mawu, màdo vlo dzi si gbã hetugu la o.
18 Do well in your good pleasure to Zion. Build the walls of Jerusalem.
Na nu nadze edzi na Zion le wò didi nyui la nu, eye nàɖo Yerusalem ƒe gliwo te.
19 Then you will delight in the sacrifices of righteousness, in burnt offerings and in whole burnt offerings. Then they will offer bulls on your altar.
Ekema dzɔdzɔenyenyevɔsawo kple numevɔsa blibowo ava gbɔwò, ado dzidzɔ na wò, eye woatsɔ nyitsuwo asa vɔe le wò vɔsamlekpui dzi.
