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.

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Dawid deɛ. Ao Awurade, ahomasoɔ nni mʼakoma mu, na mʼani ntraa ntɔn; memma nsɛm akɛseɛ nha me anaa nsɛm a ɛyɛ nwanwa 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 akɔkoaa a ɔda ne maame so renum no, te sɛ akɔkoaa a ɔtua nufoɔ ano no, saa ara na me kra ayɛ wɔ me mu.

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

Ao Israel, ma wʼani nna Awurade so, seesei ne daa nyinaa.