Psalms 138

1 [A Psalm] of David. I will give thee thanks with my whole heart; before the gods will I sing psalms of thee.

Dawid de. Awurade, mede me koma nyinaa ayi wo ayɛ; mɛto wʼayeyi dwom wɔ “anyame” no anim.

2 I will bow down toward the temple of thy holiness, and celebrate thy name for thy loving-kindness and for thy truth; for thou hast magnified thy word above all thy name.

Mede mʼani bɛkyerɛ wʼasɔredan kronkron no, akotow wo na makamfo wo din wɔ wʼadɔe a enni huammɔ ne wo nokwaredi nti, efisɛ woama wʼahyɛde no so yiye; ama asen wo titiriwyɛ.

3 In the day when I called thou answeredst me; thou didst encourage me with strength in my soul.

Bere a misu frɛɛ wo no, wugyee me so; woma minyaa akokoduru ne nnamyɛ.

4 All the kings of the earth shall celebrate thee, Jehovah, when they have heard the words of thy mouth;

Awurade, sɛ ahemfo a wɔwɔ wiase nyinaa te nea woahyɛ no a, ma wɔnkamfo wo.

5 And they shall sing in the ways of Jehovah, for great is the glory of Jehovah.

Ma wɔnto Awurade akwan ho nnwom, na Awurade anuonyam yɛ kɛse.

6 For Jehovah is high; but he looketh upon the lowly, and the proud he knoweth afar off.

Ɛwɔ mu sɛ Awurade wɔ ɔsorosoro de, nanso ɔhwɛ mmɔborɔfo, na ahantanfo de, ohu wɔn wɔ akyirikyiri.

7 Though I walk in the midst of trouble, thou wilt revive me: thou wilt stretch forth thy hand against the anger of mine enemies, and thy right hand shall save me.

Ɛwɔ mu sɛ menam ɔhaw mu de, nanso wobɔ me nkwa ho ban; woteɛ wo nsa wɔ mʼatamfo abufuw so, na wode wo nsa nifa gye me nkwa.

8 Jehovah will perfect what concerneth me: thy loving-kindness, O Jehovah, [endureth] for ever; forsake not the works of thine own hands.

Awurade bɛma nea wahyehyɛ ama me no aba mu; Awurade, wʼadɔe wɔ hɔ daa, nnyaa wo nsa ano nnwuma akyidi. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo.