Psalms 109
1 Unto the end. A Psalm of David.
Dawid dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn a mekamfo woɔ, mmua wʼano,
2 O God, do not be silent toward my praise, for the mouth of the sinner and the mouth of the deceitful one have been opened against me.
na amumuyɛfoɔ ne nkontompofoɔ atu wɔn ano agu me so; wɔde atorɔ tɛkrɛma akasa atia me.
3 They have spoken against me with deceitful tongues, and they have surrounded me with hateful words, and they fought against me over nothing.
Wɔde nitansɛm atwa me ho ahyia na wɔto hyɛ me so a menkaa wɔn.
4 Instead of choosing to act on my behalf, they detracted me. But I gave myself to prayer.
Wɔka nsɛm to me so de tua me nnamfoyɛ so ka, nanso meyɛ obi a ɔpɛ mpaeɛbɔ.
5 And they set evil against me, instead of good, and hatred, in return for my love.
Wɔde bɔne tua me papayɛ so ka, na wɔde ɔtan tua me nnamfoyɛ so ka.
6 Establish the sinner over him, and let the devil stand at his right hand.
Ma onipa bɔne bi nsɔre ntia no; na Satan nnyina ne nsa nifa so.
7 When he is judged, may he go forth in condemnation, and may his prayer be counted as sin.
Wɔdi nʼasɛm a, ma ɔnni fɔ, na ne mpaeɛbɔ mmu no kumfɔ.
8 May his days be few, and let another take his episcopate.
Ma ne nkwa nna nyɛ kakraa bi; na ɔfoforɔ nsi nʼanan mu sɛ ɔkandifoɔ.
9 May his sons be orphans, and his wife a widow.
Ma ne mma nyɛ nwisiaa na ne yere nyɛ okunafoɔ.
10 May his sons be carried by those who walk unsteadily, and may they go begging. And may they be cast out of their dwelling places.
Ma ne mma nkyinkyini nsrɛsrɛ adeɛ; ma wɔmpam wɔn mfiri wɔn afie a abubuo no mu.
11 May the money lenders scrutinize all his belongings, and let foreigners plunder his labors.
Ma ɔdefirifoɔ bi mfa deɛ ɔwɔ nyinaa; na amanfrafoɔ mfom nʼadwuma so aba.
12 May there be no one to assist him, nor anyone to be compassionate to his orphaned children.
Mma obiara nhunu no mmɔbɔ Mma obiara nhunu ne nwisiaa nso mmɔbɔ.
13 May his posterity be in utter ruin. In one generation, may his name be wiped away.
Ma nʼase nhye, na wɔn din nyera wɔ awoɔ ntoatoasoɔ a ɛreba no mu.
14 May the iniquity of his fathers return in memory before the sight of the Lord, and do not let the sin of his mother be wiped away.
Ma wɔnkae nʼagyanom nnebɔne wɔ Awurade anim; na ne maame bɔne no ntena hɔ daa.
15 May these be opposite the Lord always, but let their memory perish from the earth.
Wɔn bɔne nyinaa nka Awurade anim, na wɔankae wɔn bio wɔ asase so.
16 For certain things are not remembered about them, in order to be merciful.
Ɛfiri sɛ wannwene da sɛ ɔbɛyɛ adɔeɛ, na mmom ɔtaa ahiafoɔ mmɔborɔfoɔ ne wɔn a wɔn werɛ ahoɔ de kɔɔ owuo mu.
17 And so the destitute man was pursued, with the beggar and the remorseful in heart, so as to be put to death.
Nʼani gyee sɛ ɔbɛdome enti nnome mmra ne so; wampɛ sɛ ɔbɛhyira enti nhyira mmɔ no.
18 And he loved a curse, and it came to him. And he was unwilling to have a blessing, and it went far from him. And he clothed himself with curses like a garment, and it entered his inner self like water, and it entered his bones like oil.
Ɔhyɛɛ nnome sɛ atadeɛ; ɛnonom kɔɔ ne onipadua mu sɛ nsuo, ne ne nnompe mu sɛ ngo.
19 May it be to him like a garment that covers him, and like a belt that always cinches him.
Ma ɛnyɛ sɛ atadeɛ a ɛkyekyere ne ho, ne abɔsoɔ a ɛbɔ no daa.
20 This is the work of those who detract me with the Lord and who speak evils against my soul.
Ma yei nyɛ Awurade akatua a ɔde ma me kwaadubɔfoɔ, wɔn a wɔka nsɛmmɔne fa me ho no.
21 But as for you, Lord, O Lord: act on my behalf for your name’s sake. For your mercy is sweet.
Nanso, wo Ao Asafo Awurade, wo din enti, wo ne me nni no yie; firi wʼadɔeɛ mu gye me.
22 Free me, for I am destitute and poor, and my heart has been disquieted within me.
Ɛfiri sɛ meyɛ ohiani ne deɛ onnibie, na mʼakoma atɔ baha wɔ me mu.
23 I have been taken away like a shadow when it declines, and I have been shaken off like locusts.
Metwam sɛ anwummerɛ sunsumma; wɔwoso me kyene sɛ ntutummɛ.
24 My knees have been weakened by fasting, and my flesh has been replaced by oil.
Abuadadie ama me kotodwe mu agogo; mafɔn na ama aka me nnompe.
25 And I have become a disgrace to them. They saw me, and they shook their heads.
Mayɛ aseredeɛ ama wɔn a wɔbɔ me soboɔ; sɛ wohunu me a, wɔwoso wɔn ti.
26 Help me, O Lord, my God. Save me according to your mercy.
Boa me, Ao Awurade me Onyankopɔn; gye me sɛdeɛ wʼadɔeɛ teɛ.
27 And let them know that this is your hand, and that you, O Lord, have done this.
Ma wɔnhunu sɛ ɛyɛ wo nsa, na wo na woayɛ, Ao Awurade.
28 They will curse, and you will bless. May those who rise up against me be confounded. But your servant will rejoice.
Wɔbɛdome, nanso wobɛhyira; sɛ wɔto hyɛ me so a, wɔn anim bɛgu ase, nanso wo ɔsomfoɔ ani bɛgye.
29 May those who detract me be clothed with shame, and may they be covered with their confusion, as if with a double cloak.
Animguaseɛ bɛdura mʼatamfoɔ ho; na akyekyere wɔn ho sɛ atadeɛ.
30 I will confess exceedingly to the Lord with my mouth. And I will praise him in the midst of the multitude.
Mede mʼano bɛma Awurade so ayɛ no kɛseɛ; mɛkamfo no wɔ nnipadɔm mu.
31 For he stands at the right hand of the poor, in order to save my soul from persecutors.
Ɛfiri sɛ, ɔgyina onnibie nsa nifa so sɛ ɔbɛgye no nkwa afiri wɔn a wɔbu no kumfɔ nsam.
