Psalms 144
1 [A Psalm] of David. Blessed be Jehovah my rock, who teacheth my hands to war, my fingers to fight;
Dawid de. Nkamfo nka Awurade, me Botan, nea ɔma me nsa akodi ho ntetewee, ne me nsateaa ma ɔsa.
2 My mercy and my fortress, my high tower and my deliverer, my shield and he in whom I trust, who subdueth my people under me!
Ɔyɛ mʼadɔe Nyankopɔn ne mʼabandennen, me bammɔ ne me gyefo, me kyɛm a mewɔ guankɔbea wɔ no mu, ɔno na ɔka nnipa hyɛ mʼase.
3 Jehovah, what is man, that thou takest knowledge of him, the son of man, that thou takest thought of him?
Awurade, hena ne onipa a wʼani ku no ho onipa ba a wudwen ne ho yi?
4 Man is like to vanity; his days are as a shadow that passeth away.
Onipa te sɛ ɔhome; ne nna te sɛ sunsuma a ɛretwa mu.
5 Jehovah, bow thy heavens, and come down; touch the mountains, that they smoke;
Awurade, fi ɔsoro hɔ na sian bra fam; fa wo nsa ka mmepɔw, na emfi wusiw.
6 Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them; send forth thine arrows, and discomfit them:
Soma anyinam na bɔ atamfo no hwete; to wo mmɛmma no ma wonguan.
7 Stretch out thy hands from above; rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of aliens,
Teɛ wo nsa fi ɔsoro bra fam; gye me na yi me fi nsu akɛse ho, fi ananafo nsam,
8 Whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
wɔn a atoro ayɛ wɔn anom ma, na wɔn nsa nifa yɛ nnaadaa.
9 O God, I will sing a new song unto thee; with the ten-stringed lute will I sing psalms unto thee:
Onyankopɔn, mɛto dwom foforo ama wo; mɛto dwom wɔ sanku a ahama du gu so so ama wo,
10 Who givest salvation unto kings; who rescuest David thy servant from the hurtful sword.
ama Ɔbaako a ɔde nkonimdi ma ahemfo, na ogye ne somfo Dawid fi afoawerɛmfo ano.
11 Rescue me, and deliver me from the hand of aliens, whose mouth speaketh vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
Gye me na yi me fi ananafo nsam, wɔn a atoro ayɛ wɔn anom ma na wɔn nsa nifa yɛ nnaadaa.
12 That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; our daughters as corner-columns, sculptured after the fashion of a palace:
Afei yɛn mmabarima mmerantebere mu bɛyɛ sɛ afifide a wɔahwɛ so yiye, na yɛn mmabea bɛyɛ sɛ adum a wɔasen de asiesie ahemfi.
13 Our granaries full, affording all manner of store; our sheep bringing forth thousands, ten thousands in our pastures;
Yɛn asan bɛyɛ amaama; aduan ahorow biara bɛba so. Yɛn nguan dodow so bɛto mpem mpem, wɔn so bɛto mpem du du wɔ yɛn mfuw so;
14 Our kine laden [with young]; no breaking in and no going forth, and no outcry in our streets.
yɛn anantwi bɛtwe nnesoa duruduru. Wɔrennwiriw afasu, yɛrenkɔ nkoasom mu, na agyaadwotwa remma yɛn mmɔnten so.
15 Blessed the people that is in such a case! Blessed the people whose God is Jehovah!
Nhyira nka nnipa a ɛbɛba mu saa ama wɔn. Nhyira nka nnipa a wɔn Nyankopɔn ne Awurade.
