Psalms 59
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A poem by David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him. Deliver me from my enemies, my God. Set me on high from those who rise up against me.
Fún adarí orin. Tí ohùn orin “Má ṣe parun.” Ti Dafidi. Miktamu. Nígbà tí Saulu rán àwọn olùṣọ́ sí ilé Dafidi kí òun bá le rí i pa. Gbà mí lọ́wọ́ àwọn ọ̀tá à mi, Ọlọ́run; dáàbò bò mí kúrò lọ́dọ̀ àwọn tí ó dìde sí mi.
2 Deliver me from the workers of iniquity. Save me from the bloodthirsty men.
Gbà mí lọ́wọ́ àwọn oníṣẹ́ búburú kí o sì gbà mí lọ́wọ́ àwọn ènìyàn tí ń pòǹgbẹ ẹ̀jẹ̀.
3 For, behold, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, LORD.
Wò ó, bí wọ́n ṣe ba ní bùba dè mí! Àwọn alágbára ń gbìmọ̀ lòdì sí mi kì í ṣe nítorí ìrékọjá mi tàbí ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ mí, Olúwa.
4 I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, behold, and help me!
Èmi kò ṣe àìṣedéédéé kan, síbẹ̀ wọ́n sáré wọ́n ṣetán láti kọlù mí. Dìde fún ìrànlọ́wọ́ mi, kí o sì wo àìlera mi.
5 You, LORD God of Hosts, the God of Israel, rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the wicked traitors. (Selah)
Olúwa Ọlọ́run Alágbára, Ọlọ́run Israẹli, dìde fún ara rẹ kí o sì bá àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè wí; má ṣe ṣàánú fún àwọn olùrékọjá búburú nì. (Sela)
6 They return at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city.
Wọ́n padà ní àṣálẹ́, wọ́n ń gbó bí àwọn ajá, wọ́n ń rìn yí ìlú náà káàkiri.
7 Behold, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, “For”, they say, “who hears us?”
Kíyèsi ohun tí wọ́n tú jáde ní ẹnu: wọn ń tú idà jáde láti ètè wọn, wọ́n sì wí pé, “Ta ni ó lè gbọ́ ọ̀rọ̀ wa?”
8 But you, LORD, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations.
Ṣùgbọ́n ìwọ, Olúwa, yóò fi wọ́n rẹ́rìn-ín, Ìwọ ó yọ ṣùtì sí gbogbo àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè.
9 Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower.
Ìwọ agbára mi, èmi ó máa kọrin ìyìn sí ọ; nítorí ìwọ Ọlọ́run ni ààbò mi,
10 My God will go before me with his loving kindness. God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.
Ọlọ́run àánú mi ni yóò ṣáájú mi. Ọlọ́run yóò sì jẹ́ kí èmi rí ìfẹ́ mi lára àwọn ọ̀tá mi. Yóò sì jẹ́ kí n yọ ayọ̀ ìṣẹ́gun lórí ìfẹ́ àwọn ọ̀tá mi.
11 Don’t kill them, or my people may forget. Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, Lord our shield.
Ṣùgbọ́n má ṣe pa wọ́n, Olúwa asà wa, kí àwọn ènìyàn mi má ba à gbàgbé. Nínú agbára rẹ, jẹ́ kí wọn máa rìn kiri, kí o sì rẹ̀ wọ́n sílẹ̀.
12 For the sin of their mouth, and the words of their lips, let them be caught in their pride, for the curses and lies which they utter.
Nítorí ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ ẹnu wọn, ní ọ̀rọ̀ ètè wọn, kí a mú wọn nínú ìgbéraga wọn. Nítorí èébú àti èké tí wọn ń sọ,
13 Consume them in wrath. Consume them, and they will be no more. Let them know that God rules in Jacob, to the ends of the earth. (Selah)
pa wọ́n run nínú ìbínú, run wọ́n di ìgbà tí wọn kò ní sí mọ́. Nígbà náà ni yóò di mí mọ̀ dé òpin ayé pé Ọlọ́run jẹ ọba lórí Jakọbu. (Sela)
14 At evening let them return. Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city.
Wọ́n padà ní àṣálẹ́, wọn ń gbó bí àwọn ajá wọ́n ń rin ìlú náà káàkiri.
15 They shall wander up and down for food, and wait all night if they aren’t satisfied.
Wọ́n ń rin kiri fún oúnjẹ wọ́n sì ń yán nígbà tí wọn kò yó.
16 But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress.
Ṣùgbọ́n èmi ó kọrin agbára rẹ, n ó kọrin ìfẹ́ rẹ ní òwúrọ̀; nítorí ìwọ ni ààbò mi, ibi ìsádi mi ní ìgbà ìpọ́njú.
17 To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.
Ìwọ agbára mi, èmi ó kọrin ìyìn sí ọ; ìwọ, Ọlọ́run, ààbò mi, Ọlọ́run ìfẹ́ mi.
