Psalms 52

1 Why boast thou thyself in mischief, O mighty man? The loving kindness of God is continual.

Dawid “maskil” dwom. Ɔtoeɛ ɛberɛ a Edomni Doeg bɛka kyerɛɛ Saulo sɛ, “Dawid akɔ Ahimelek fie” no. Ɔkɛseɛ, adɛn enti na wohoahoa wo ho wɔ wo bɔne ho? Adɛn enti na wohoahoa wo ho da mu nyinaa, wo a woyɛ animguasedeɛ wɔ Onyankopɔn ani so?

2 Thy tongue devises wickedness, like a sharp razor, working deceitfully.

Wo tɛkrɛma bɔ ɔsɛeɛ ho pɔ; ɛte sɛ yiwan a ano yɛ tahwetahwe. Wo a wotwa nkontompo nko ara.

3 Thou love evil more than good, and lying rather than to speak righteousness. (Selah)

Wʼani gye bɔne ho sene papa, wopɛ atorɔ sene sɛ wobɛka nokorɛ.

4 Thou love all devouring words, O thou deceitful tongue.

Wodɔ asɛm biara a ɛde ɔhaw ba, Ao wo tɛkrɛma daadaafoɔ!

5 God will likewise destroy thee forever. He will take thee up, and pluck thee out of thy tent, and root thee out of the land of the living. (Selah)

Ampa ara, Onyankopɔn de ɔsɛeɛ a ɛnni awieeɛ bɛbrɛ wo; ɔbɛtwe wo afiri wo ntomadan mu na watete wo mu; Ɔbɛtɔre wʼase wɔ ateasefoɔ asase so.

6 The righteous also shall see, and fear, and shall laugh at him, saying,

Ateneneefoɔ bɛhunu yei na wɔasuro; wɔbɛsere no na wɔaka sɛ,

7 Lo, this is the man who did not make God his strength, but trusted in the abundance of his riches, and strengthened himself in his wickedness.

“Hwɛ, onipa no nie deɛ wamfa Onyankopɔn anyɛ nʼabandenden na mmom ɔde ne ho too nʼahonya dodoɔ so na ɔnyaa ahoɔden de sɛee afoforɔ no!”

8 But as for me, I am like a green olive tree in the house of God. I trust in the loving kindness of God forever and ever.

Nanso, mete sɛ ngo dua a ɛrenyini wɔ Onyankopɔn fie: mede me ho to Onyankopɔn dɔ a ɛnsa da no so daa nyinaa.

9 I will give thee thanks forever, because thou have done it. And I will hope in thy name in the presence of thy sanctified, for it is good.

Mɛyi wo ayɛ daa wɔ deɛ woayɛ nti; wo din so na mʼani bɛda, ɛfiri sɛ ɛyɛ. Mɛyi wo ayɛ wɔ wʼahotefoɔ anim. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Wɔde “mahalat” sankuo nne na ɛto.