Psalms 9
1 I will give thanks to Jehovah with my whole heart. I will show forth all thy marvelous works.
Dawid dwom. Ao Awurade, mefiri mʼakoma nyinaa mu mekamfo wo. Mɛka wʼanwanwadeɛ no nyinaa.
2 I will be glad and exult in thee. I will sing praise to thy name, O thou Most High.
Mɛma mʼani agye na madi ahurisie wɔ wo mu. Mɛto ayɛyie dwom ama wo din, Ao Ɔsorosoroni.
3 When my enemies turn back, they stumble and perish at thy presence.
Mʼatamfoɔ sane wɔn akyi; wɔtete hwe, na wɔwuwu wɔ wʼanim.
4 For thou have maintained my right and my cause. Thou sit in the throne judging righteously.
Woadi mʼasɛm ama me, na mɛnya mʼahofadie; woatena wʼahennwa so, abu atɛntenenee.
5 Thou have rebuked the nations. Thou have destroyed the wicked. Thou have blotted out their name forever and ever.
Woatwe amanaman no aso, na woasɛe amumuyɛfoɔ. Woapepa wɔn din a wɔrenkae wɔn bio.
6 The enemy have come to an end. They are desolate forever, and the cities which thou have overthrown. The very memory of them is perished,
Ɔsɛeɛ a ɛnni awieeɛ ato ɔtamfoɔ no, woatutu wɔn nkuropɔn; na wɔnnkae wɔn bio mpo.
7 but Jehovah will endure forever. He has prepared his throne for judgment,
Awurade di ɔhene daa daa; wasi nʼatemmuo ahennwa.
8 and he will judge the world in righteousness. He will minister justice to the peoples in uprightness.
Ɔde tenenee bɛbu ewiase atɛn; ɔde atɛntenenee bɛdi nnipa no so.
9 Jehovah will also be a high tower for the oppressed, a high tower in times of trouble.
Awurade yɛ dwanekɔbea ma wɔn a wɔhyɛ wɔn so, ɔyɛ abandenden wɔ ahohia mmrɛ mu.
10 And those who know thy name will put their trust in thee, for thou, Jehovah, have not forsaken those who seek thee.
Wɔn a wɔnim wo din no de wɔn ho bɛto wo so, ɛfiri sɛ, wo Awurade, wonnyaa obiara a ɔhwehwɛ wo no mu da.
11 Sing praises to Jehovah, who dwells in Zion. Declare among the people his doings.
Monto ayɛyie dwom mma Awurade a ɔte ahennwa so wɔ Sion; mompae mu nka deɛ wayɛ wɔ amanaman no mu.
12 For he who makes inquiry for blood remembers them. He does not forget the cry of the poor.
Na ɔkae deɛ ɔtɔ mogya so were no; ɔmmu nʼani ngu ɔbrɛfoɔ sufrɛ so.
13 Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah. Behold my affliction from those who hate me, thou who lifts me up from the gates of death
Ao Awurade, hwɛ sɛdeɛ mʼatamfoɔ teetee me! Hu me mmɔbɔ na yi me firi owuo apono ano,
14 that I may show forth all thy praise. In the gates of the daughter of Zion I will rejoice in thy salvation.
na matumi apae mu aka wʼayɛyie wɔ Ɔbabaa Sion apono ano na ɛhɔ, madi ahurisie wɔ wo nkwagyeɛ no mu.
15 The nations are sunk down in the pit that they made. In the net which they hid, their own foot is taken.
Aman amanmufoɔ atɔ amena a wɔatu no mu; afidie a wɔsum hintaaeɛ no ayi wɔn nan.
16 Jehovah has made himself known. He has executed justice. The wicked man is snared in the work of his own hands. (Higgaion, Selah)
Awurade atɛntenenee da no adi; amumuyɛfoɔ nsa ano adwuma ayi wɔn.
Amumuyɛfoɔ sane kɔ damena mu, amanaman a wɔn werɛ firi Onyankopɔn nyinaa. (Sheol h7585)
18 For a needy man shall not always be forgotten, nor the expectation of the poor perish forever.
Nanso ɛnyɛ daa na ne werɛ bɛfiri ohiani, anaa sɛ mmɔborɔni anidasoɔ bɛyera korakora.
19 Arise, O Jehovah, let not man prevail. Let the nations be judged in thy sight.
Sɔre! Ao Awurade, mma ɔdasani nni nkonim, bu amanaman no atɛn wɔ wʼanim.
20 Put them in fear, O Jehovah. Let the nations know themselves to be but men. (Selah)
Hunahuna wɔn, Ao Awurade; na ma wɔnhunu sɛ, wɔyɛ adasamma.
