Psalms 21

1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. The king shall joy in thy strength, O Jehovah; And in thy salvation how greatly shall he rejoice!

Dawid dwom. Ao Awurade, ɔhene no anigye wɔ wʼahoɔden mu. Nʼani gye mmorosoɔ wɔ nkonimdie a wo ma no nti!

2 Thou hast given him his heart’s desire, And hast not withholden the request of his lips. (Selah)

Woama no deɛ nʼakoma pɛ; woamfa nʼabisadeɛ ankame no.

3 For thou meetest him with the blessings of goodness: Thou settest a crown of fine gold on his head.

Wode nhyira a ɛdi mu hyiaa no na wode sikakɔkɔɔ amapa ahenkyɛ hyɛɛ no.

4 He asked life of thee, thou gavest it him, Even length of days for ever and ever.

Ɔbisaa wo hɔ nkwa, na wode maa no, nna tentene a ɛnni awieeɛ.

5 His glory is great in thy salvation: Honor and majesty dost thou lay upon him.

Nkonimdie a woma no enti, nʼanimuonyam so; wode kɛseyɛ ne anidie adom no.

6 For thou makest him most blessed for ever: Thou makest him glad with joy in thy presence.

Ampa ara, woama no nhyira a ɛnsa da na wo nsrahwɛ ama me ho ahosɛpɛ me.

7 For the king trusteth in Jehovah; And through the lovingkindness of the Most High he shall not be moved.

Ɔhene no de ne ho to Awurade so; Ɔsorosoroni no nokorɛ dɔ no enti, Ɔhene renhinhim.

8 Thy hand will find out all thine enemies; Thy right hand will find out those that hate thee.

Wo nsa bɛka wʼatamfoɔ nyinaa; wo nsa nifa bɛsɔ wɔn a wɔkyiri woɔ mu.

9 Thou wilt make them as a fiery furnace in the time of thine anger: Jehovah will swallow them up in his wrath, And the fire shall devour them.

Ɛberɛ a wobɛyi wo ho adi no wobɛyɛ wɔn sɛ fononoo a emu adɔ. Awurade firi nʼabufuhyeɛ mu bɛmene wɔn, na ne ogya no ahye wɔn.

10 Their fruit wilt thou destroy from the earth, And their seed from among the children of men.

Wobɛtɔre wɔn ase wɔ asase so, na wɔn asefoɔ afiri adasamma mu.

11 For they intended evil against thee; They conceived a device which they are not able to perform.

Ɛwom sɛ wɔbɔ pɔ tia wo na wɔyɛ nhyehyɛeɛ bɔne, nanso wɔrenni nkonim;

12 For thou wilt make them turn their back; Thou wilt make ready with thy bowstrings against their face.

ɛfiri sɛ wobɛma wɔasane wɔn akyi ɛberɛ a woatwe bɛmma akyerɛ wɔn so.

13 Be thou exalted, O Jehovah, in thy strength: So will we sing and praise thy power.

Yɛma wo so, Ao Awurade, wɔ wʼahoɔden mu; yɛbɛto nnwom na yɛakamfo wo kɛseyɛ. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Wɔto no sɛdeɛ wɔto “Adekyeeɛ foroteɛ” dwom.