Psalms 31
1 Unto the end. A Psalm of David according to an ecstasy. In you, Lord, I have hoped; let me never be confounded. In your justice, deliver me.
Dawid dwom. Wo mu, Ao Awurade, na manya hintabea; mma mʼanim ngu ase; firi wo tenenee mu gye me.
2 Incline your ear to me. Hasten to rescue me. Be for me a protector God and a house of refuge, so as to accomplish my salvation.
Yɛ aso ma me, bra ntɛm bɛgye me; yɛ me banbɔ botan, aban a mʼatamfoɔ nsa renka me.
3 For you are my strength and my refuge; and for the sake of your name, you will lead me and nourish me.
Sɛ woyɛ me botan ne mʼaban enti, wo din enti, di mʼanim na kyerɛ me ɛkwan.
4 You will lead me out of this snare, which they have hidden for me. For you are my protector.
Gye me firi afidie a wɔasum me no mu, ɛfiri sɛ wo ne me dwanekɔbea.
5 Into your hands, I commend my spirit. You have redeemed me, O Lord, God of truth.
Wo nsam na mede me kra hyɛ; gye me bio, Ao Awurade, Onyankopɔn nokwafoɔ.
6 You have hated those who practice emptiness to no purpose. But I have hoped in the Lord.
Mekyiri wɔn a wɔsom abosom huhuo; mede me ho to Awurade so.
7 I will exult and rejoice in your mercy. For you have looked upon my humility; you have saved my soul from needfulness.
Mʼani bɛgye na madi ahurisie wɔ wo dɔ mu, ɛfiri sɛ wohunu mʼamanehunu na wonim me kra mu haw.
8 And you have not enclosed me in the hands of the enemy. You have set my feet in a spacious place.
Woamfa me amma ɔtamfoɔ no mmom wode me nan asisi petee mu.
9 Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am troubled. My eye has been disturbed by wrath, along with my soul and my gut.
Hu me mmɔbɔ, Ao Awurade, ɛfiri sɛ me ho yera me; awerɛhoɔ ama mʼani so ayɛ kusuu ɛyea ama me kra ne me honam ayɛ mmerɛ.
10 For my life has fallen into sorrow, and my years into sighing. My virtue has been weakened in poverty, and my bones have been disturbed.
Ateeteeɛ rete me nkwa so na abooboo te me mfeɛ so; ɔhaw enti mʼahoɔden kɔ fam na me nnompe nso ahodwo.
11 I have become a disgrace among all my enemies, and even more so to my neighbors, and a dread to my acquaintances. Those who catch sight of me, flee away from me.
Mʼatamfoɔ nyinaa enti, mayɛ ahohora wɔ me nnamfonom mu; nnipa a wɔnim me suro me, na wɔn a wɔhunu me mmɔntene so dwane.
12 I have become forgotten, like one dead to the heart. I have become like a damaged utensil.
Obiara werɛ afiri me te sɛ deɛ mawuo; mayɛ sɛ kukuo a abɔ.
13 For I have heard the harsh criticism of many who linger in the area. While assembled together against me in that place, they deliberated on how to take away my life.
Mete dodoɔ no nsekuro. Ahunahuna atwa me ho ahyia. Wɔrepam me tiri so na wɔbɔ pɔ sɛ wɔbɛkum me.
14 But I have hoped in you, O Lord. I said, “You are my God.”
Nanso, mede me ho ato wo so, Ao Awurade; meka sɛ, “Woyɛ me Onyankopɔn.”
15 My fate is in your hands. Rescue me from the hand of my enemies and from those who are persecuting me.
Me mmerɛ wɔ wo nsam gye me firi mʼatamfoɔ ne wɔn a wɔtaa me no nsam.
16 Shine your face upon your servant. Save me in your mercy.
Te wʼanim kyerɛ wo ɔsomfoɔ; gye me wɔ wo dɔ a ɛnsa da no mu.
17 Do not let me be confounded, Lord, for I have called upon you. Let the impious be ashamed and be drawn down into Hell. (Sheol h7585)
Mma mʼanim ngu ase, Ao Awurade, ɛfiri sɛ masu mafrɛ wo; mmom, ma amumuyɛfoɔ anim ngu ase na wɔnna wɔn damena mu komm. (Sheol h7585)
18 May deceitful lips be silenced: those that speak iniquity against the just, in arrogance and in abusiveness.
Mua atorofoɔ ano, ɛfiri sɛ wɔde ahantan ne anintiabuo kasa tia teneneefoɔ.
19 How great is the multitude of your sweetness, O Lord, which you keep hidden for those who fear you, which you have perfected for those who hope in you, in the sight of the sons of men.
Wo papayɛ dɔɔso, ɛno na woakora ama wɔn a wɔsuro woɔ no; ɛno na wode ma wɔn a wɔdwane toa woɔ no wɔ nnipa anim.
20 You hide them in the concealment of your face, from the disturbance of men. You protect them in your tabernacle, from the contradiction of tongues.
Wode wɔn sie wʼanim banbɔ mu firi nnipa nsusuiɛ bɔne ho; wo tenabea hɔ na wode wɔn sie dwoodwoo firi tɛkrɛma a ɛbɔ soboɔ ho.
21 Blessed is the Lord. For he has shown his wonderful mercy to me, in a fortified city.
Ayɛyi nka Awurade! Sɛ wayi ne dɔ nwanwasoɔ akyerɛ me ɛberɛ a na mewɔ kuropɔn a atamfoɔ atwa ho ahyia no mu.
22 But I said in the excess of my mind: “I have been cast away from the glance of your eyes.” And so, you heeded the voice of my prayer, while I was still crying out to you.
Mebɔɔ huboa no, mekaa sɛ: “Woayi wʼani me so!” Nanso wotee me mmɔborɔ su ɛberɛ a mekoto srɛɛ woɔ no.
23 Love the Lord, all you his saints. For the Lord will require truth, and he will abundantly repay those who act with arrogance.
Monnɔ Awurade, mo a moyɛ nʼahotefoɔ nyinaa! Awurade kora wɔn a wodi nokorɛ so, na ahomasofoɔ deɛ ɔtua wɔn ka pɛpɛɛpɛ.
24 Act manfully, and let your heart be strengthened, all you who hope in the Lord.
Monhyɛ den na momma mo bo ntɔ mo yam, mo a mowɔ anidasoɔ wɔ Awurade mu nyinaa.
