Psalms 30

1 A Psalm of David: dedication-song of the house. I will extol thee, Jehovah; for thou hast delivered me, and hast not made mine enemies to rejoice over me.

Dawid dwom. Mɛma wo so, Awurade, efisɛ, woayi me afi bun mu na woamma mʼatamfo anserew me.

2 Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

Awurade me Nyankopɔn, misu frɛɛ wo sɛ boa me na wosaa me yare.

3 Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol, thou hast quickened me from among those that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

Awurade, wuyii me fii ɔda mu; wode me ho kyɛɛ me na woamma mankɔ amoa mu. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing psalms unto Jehovah, ye saints of his, and give thanks in remembrance of his holiness.

Monto ayeyi nnwom mma Awurade; mo a moyɛ nʼahotewfo! Monkamfo ne din kronkron no.

5 For a moment [is passed] in his anger, a life in his favour; at even weeping cometh for the night, and at morn there is rejoicing.

Nʼabufuw nkyɛ, na nʼadɔe wɔ hɔ daa; agyaadwotwa bɛwɔ hɔ anadwo, nanso ahosɛpɛw bɛba anɔpa.

6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.

Metee nka sɛ mewɔ bammɔ no, mekae se, “Merenhinhim da.”

7 Jehovah, by thy favour thou hadst made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.

Awurade, woyɛɛ me adom no womaa me bepɔw gyinaa pintinn na wode wʼanim hintaw me no, me koma tui.

8 I called to thee, Jehovah, and unto the Lord did I make supplication:

Wo, Awurade na mefrɛɛ wo; wo hɔ na misu mesrɛɛ mmɔborɔhunu se:

9 What profit is there in my blood, in my going down to the pit? shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?

“Mfaso bɛn na ɛwɔ me sɛe so, sɛ mɛkɔ amoa mu? Mfutuma beyi wo ayɛ ana? Ɛbɛpae mu aka wo nokwaredi ana?

10 Hear, O Jehovah, and be gracious unto me; Jehovah, be my helper.

Tie me, Awurade, na hu me mmɔbɔ! Awurade, yɛ me boafo.”

11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

Wodan mʼagyaadwotwa yɛɛ no asaw; wuyii mʼatweaatam fii me ho na wode anigye furaa me,

12 That [my] glory may sing psalms of thee, and not be silent. Jehovah my God, I will praise thee for ever.

sɛ me koma bɛto nnwom ama wo na ɛrenyɛ komm. Awurade me Nyankopɔn, meyi wo ayɛ daa. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo.