Psalms 131

1 A song of ascents. Of David. My heart is not proud, O LORD, my eyes are not haughty. I do not aspire to great things or matters too lofty for me.

Ɔsoroforo dwom. Dawid de. Awurade, ahomaso nni me koma mu, na mʼani ntraa me ntɔn ɛ; memma nsɛm akɛse nhaw me anaa nsɛm a ɛyɛ nwonwa dodo ma me.

2 Surely I have stilled and quieted my soul; like a weaned child with his mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me.

Na mmom, mama me kra anya abotɔyam te sɛ akokoaa a ɔda ne na so renum no, te sɛ akokoaa a otua nufu ano no, saa ara na me kra ayɛ wɔ me mu.

3 O Israel, put your hope in the LORD, both now and forevermore.

Israel, ma wʼani nna Awurade so, mprempren ne daa nyinaa.