Psalms 22
1 Unto the end. For the tasks of early morning. A Psalm of David. O God, my God, look upon me. Why have you forsaken me? Far from my salvation are the words of my offenses.
Dawid dwom. Me Onyankopɔn, me Onyankopɔn, adɛn enti na woagya me? Adɛn enti na me nkwagyeɛ ne wo ntam aware, adɛn na mʼapinisie nsɛm ne wo ntam aware?
2 My God, I will cry out by day, and you will not heed, and by night, and it will not be foolishness for me.
Ao me Onyankopɔn, mesu frɛ wo awia, nanso wonnye me so, mefrɛ wo anadwo, nanso mennya ɔhome.
3 But you dwell in holiness, O Praise of Israel.
Nanso, wɔasi wo ɔhene sɛ Ɔkronkronni; wo na Israel kamfo woɔ.
4 In you, our fathers have hoped. They hoped, and you freed them.
Wo mu na yɛn agyanom de wɔn werɛ hyɛeɛ; wɔgyee wo diiɛ, na wogyee wɔn.
5 They cried out to you, and they were saved. In you, they hoped and were not confounded.
Wɔsu frɛɛ wo na wogyee wɔn, wɔde wɔn ho too wo so na woanni wɔn hwammɔ.
6 But I am a worm and not a man: a disgrace among men, and an outcast of the people.
Nanso meyɛ ɔsonsono, na menyɛ onipa nnipa bɔ me ahohora na wɔbu me animtiaa.
7 All those who saw me have derided me. They have spoken with the lips and shook the head.
Obiara a ɔhunu me di me ho fɛw; wɔtwa me adapaa, woso wɔn ti ka sɛ:
8 He has hoped in the Lord, let him rescue him. Let him save him because he chooses him.
“Ɔde ne ho to Awurade so; ma Awurade mmɛgye no. Ma ɔmmɛboa no, ɛfiri sɛ ɔwɔ ne mu anigyeɛ.”
9 For you are the one who has drawn me out of the womb, my hope from the breasts of my mother.
Wo na woyii me firii awotwaa mu baeɛ na womaa mede me ho too wo so ɛberɛ a metua me maame nufoɔ ano mpo.
10 I have been thrown upon you from the womb; from the womb of my mother, you are my God.
Ɛfiri mʼawoɔ mu na wɔde me too wo soɔ; ɛfiri me maame yafunu mu, woayɛ me Onyankopɔn.
11 Do not depart from me. For tribulation is near, since there is no one who may help me.
Ntwe wo ho mfiri me ho! Ɛfiri sɛ amaneɛ abɛn na ɔboafoɔ nni baabi.
12 Many calves have surrounded me; fat bulls have besieged me.
Anantwinini bebree atwa me ho ahyia; Basan anantwinini a wɔn ho yɛ den atwa me ho ahyia.
13 They have opened their mouths over me, just like a lion seizing and roaring.
Gyata a wɔbobom na wɔtete wɔn ahaboa mu abuebue wɔn anom tɛtrɛɛ de kyerɛ me.
14 And so, I have been poured out like water, and all my bones have been scattered. My heart has become like wax, melting in the midst of my chest.
Wɔahwie me agu sɛ nsuo, na me nnompe nyinaa ahodwo. Mʼakoma adane ayɛ sɛ nku; anane afiri me mu.
15 My strength has dried up like clay, and my tongue has adhered to my jaws. And you have pulled me down, into the dust of death.
Mʼahoɔden awe te sɛ kyɛmferɛ mu. Na me tɛkrɛma atare mʼanom. Wode me ato owuo mfuturo mu.
16 For many dogs have surrounded me. The council of the malicious has besieged me. They have pierced my hands and feet.
Nkraman atwa me ho ahyia nnebɔneyɛfoɔ kuo atwa me ho ahyia, wɔahwire me nsa ne me nan mu.
17 They have numbered all my bones. And they have examined me and stared at me.
Mɛtumi akan me nnompe nyinaa; Mʼatamfoɔ di me nhwɛhaa na wɔsere me.
18 They divided my garments among them, and over my vestment, they cast lots.
Wɔkyɛ me atadeɛ mu fa, na wɔbɔ me ntoma so ntonto.
19 But you, O Lord, do not take your help far from me; be attentive to my defense.
Na wo, Ao Awurade, ntwe wo ho. Ao mʼAhoɔden bra ntɛm bɛboa me.
20 O God, rescue my soul from the spear, and my only one from the hand of the dog.
Gye me kra firi akofena ano; gye me nkwa a ɛsom bo no firi nkraman tumi ase.
21 Save me from the mouth of the lion, and my humility from the horns of the single-horned beast.
Gye me nkwa firi gyata anom; gye me firi ɛkoɔ mmɛn so.
22 I will declare your name to my brothers. In the midst of the Church, I will praise you.
Mɛbɔ wo din akyerɛ me nuanom; mɛkamfo wo wɔ wɔn a wɔahyia hɔ no nyinaa anim.
23 You who fear the Lord, praise him. All the offspring of Jacob, glorify him.
Monkamfo Awurade, mo a mosuro no no! Mo a moyɛ Yakob asefoɔ, monhyɛ no animuonyam! Mo Israel asefoɔ nyinaa, monni no ni!
24 May all the offspring of Israel fear him. For he has neither spurned nor despised the pleas of the poor. Neither has he turned his face away from me. And when I cried out to him, he heeded me.
Ɔmmuu nʼani nguu ɔmanehunufoɔ ateetee so, ɔmfaa nʼanim nhintaa no; na mmom watie ne sufrɛ a ɔde repɛ mmoa.
25 My praise is with you, within a great church. I will pay my vows in the sight of those who fear him.
Me botaeɛ a mede yi wo ayɛ wɔ badwa mu no firi wo; mɛdi me bɔhyɛ so wɔ wɔn a wɔsuro wo no anim.
26 The poor will eat and be satisfied, and those who yearn for the Lord will praise him. Their hearts will live forever and ever.
Ahiafoɔ bɛdidi na wɔamee; wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ Awurade bɛyi no ayɛ. Mo akoma nnya nkwa daa.
27 All the ends of the earth will remember, and they will be converted to the Lord. And all the families of the Gentiles will adore in his sight.
Asase ano nyinaa bɛkae akɔ Awurade nkyɛn, na amanaman no mmusua nyinaa bɛkoto nʼanim,
28 For the kingdom belongs to the Lord, and he will have dominion over the Gentiles.
ɛfiri sɛ ahennie wɔ Awurade na ɔdi amanaman so ɔhene.
29 All the fat of the earth have gnashed their teeth, and they have adored. In his sight, they will fall down, all those who descend to the ground.
Asase so adefoɔ nyinaa bɛdidi na wɔasɔre no; wɔn a wɔkɔ dɔteɛ mu nyinaa bɛbu nkotodwe nʼanim, wɔn a wɔrentumi mma nkwa mu.
30 And my soul will live for him, and my offspring will serve him.
Nkyirimma nyinaa bɛsom no; wɔbɛka Awurade ho asɛm akyerɛ awoɔ ntoatoasoɔ a ɛdidi soɔ.
31 There will be announced for the Lord a future generation, and the heavens will announce his justice to a people who will be born, whom the Lord has made.
Wɔbɛka ne tenenee akyerɛ nnipa a wɔnnya nwoo wɔn ɛfiri sɛ ɔno na wayɛ.
