Psalms 13

1 To the victorie of Dauid. Lord, hou long foryetist thou me in to the ende? hou long turnest thou awei thi face fro me?

David ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. O! Yehowa, va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣi? Ɖe nàŋlɔm be ɖikaɖika? Va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣi nàɣla wò ŋkume ɖem?

2 Hou long schal Y sette counsels in my soule; sorewe in my herte bi dai?

Va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣi mawɔ avu kple nye tamesusu, eye gbe sia gbe nuxaxa nayɔ nye dzi me? Va se ɖe ɣe ka ɣi nye futɔwo aɖu dzinye?

3 Hou long schal myn enemy be reisid on me?

Kpɔm ɖa, eye nàɖo nya ŋu nam, O! Yehowa, nye Mawu. Na kekeli naklẽ ɖe nye ŋkuwo dzi, ne menye nenema o la, madɔ alɔ̃ ayi ku me.

4 My Lord God, biholde thou, and here thou me. Liytne thou myn iyen, lest ony tyme Y slepe in deth;

Ekema nye futɔwo agblɔ be, “Meɖu edzi,” eye nye ketɔwo akpɔ dzidzɔ ne medze anyi.

5 lest ony tyme myn enemye seie, Y hadde the maistri ayens hym. Thei, that troblen me, schulen haue ioie, if Y schal be stirid; forsothe Y hopide in thi merci.

Ke nye ya meɖo dzi ɖe wò lɔlɔ̃ si meʋãna o la ŋu, nye dzi le aseye tsom le wò xɔname ŋuti.

6 Myn herte schal fulli haue ioie in thin helthe; Y schal synge to the Lord, that yyueth goodis to me, and Y schal seie salm to the name of the hiyeste Lord.

Madzi ha na Yehowa, elabena ewɔ nyui nam.