Psalms 14

1 For the choirmaster. Of David. The fool says in his heart, “There is no God.” They are corrupt; their acts are vile. There is no one who does good.

Dawid dwom. Ɔkwasea ka wɔ nʼakoma mu sɛ, “Onyankopɔn bi nni hɔ.” Wɔaporɔ, na wɔn nneyɛɛ yɛ fi na wɔn mu biara nni hɔ a ɔyɛ ade pa.

2 The LORD looks down from heaven upon the sons of men to see if any understand, if any seek God.

Awurade firi ɔsoro hwɛ adasamma sɛ ɔbɛhunu wɔn mu bi a wɔwɔ nteaseɛ, anaa ebinom a wɔhwehwɛ Onyankopɔn.

3 All have turned away, they have together become corrupt; there is no one who does good, not even one.

Nanso nnipa nyinaa atwe wɔn ho afiri Onyankopɔn ho; wɔn nyinaa ayɛ bɔne. Obiara nni hɔ a ɔyɛ papa. Ɔbaako mpo nni hɔ.

4 Will the workers of iniquity never learn? They devour my people like bread; they refuse to call upon the LORD.

Enti nnebɔneyɛfoɔ rensua nyansa anaa? Wɔwe me nkurɔfoɔ te sɛ deɛ nnipa di aduane. Wɔnnsu mfrɛ Awurade?

5 There they are, overwhelmed with dread, for God is in the company of the righteous.

Wɔn nie, ehu akyekyere wɔn, ɛfiri sɛ Onyankopɔn te wɔn a wɔtene mu.

6 You sinners frustrate the plans of the oppressed, yet the LORD is their shelter.

Mo nnebɔneyɛfoɔ sɛe ahiafoɔ nhyehyɛeɛ, nanso, Awurade ne wɔn dwanekɔbea.

7 Oh, that the salvation of Israel would come from Zion! When the LORD restores His captive people, let Jacob rejoice, let Israel be glad!

Ao, ma Israel nkwagyeɛ mfiri Sion mmra! Awurade bɛsane de ne nkurɔfoɔ agyapadeɛ ama wɔn. Na Yakob adi ahurisie, na Israel ani agye!