Psalms 141

1 I have cried to the, O Lord, hear me: hearken to my voice, when I cry to thee.

Dawid dwom. Awurade, misu frɛ wo, bra me nkyɛn ntɛm so. Sɛ misu frɛ wo a, gye me so.

2 Let my prayer be directed as incense in thy sight; the lifting up of my hands, as evening sacrifice.

Ma me mpaebɔ mmra wʼanim sɛ aduhuam; ma me nsa a mema so no nyɛ sɛ anwummere afɔrebɔ.

3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth: and a door round about my lips.

Awurade, ma ɔwɛmfo nwɛn mʼano; na wɛn mʼano pon.

4 Incline not my heart to evil words; to make excuses in sins. With men that work iniquity: and I will not communicate with the choicest of them.

Mma wɔnntwe me koma nnkɔ nea ɛyɛ bɔne ho, na ankɔyɛ nea amumɔyɛfo yɛ no bi, mma me ne abɔnefo nni wɔn nnɔkɔnnɔkɔwade.

5 The just shall correct me in mercy, and shall reprove me: but let not the oil of the sinner fatten my head. For my prayer also shall still be against the things with which they are well pleased:

Ma ɔtreneeni mmɔ me, ɛyɛ ayamye; ma ɔnka mʼanim, ɛyɛ me ti so ngo. Me ti rempo. Me mpaebɔ da so tia abɔnefo nneyɛe daa.

6 Their judges falling upon the rock have been swallowed up. They shall hear my words, for they have prevailed:

Wɔbɛtow wɔn sodifo afi ɔbotan so abɛhwe fam; na amumɔyɛfo behu sɛ me nsɛm no yɛ nokware.

7 As when the thickness of the earth is broken up upon the ground: Our bones are scattered by the side of hell. (Sheol h7585)

Wɔbɛka se, “Sɛnea obi funtum na otutu asase no, saa ara na wɔabɔ yɛn nnompe ahwete ɔda ano.” (Sheol h7585)

8 But o to thee, O Lord, Lord, are my eyes: in thee have I put my trust, take not away my soul.

Nanso Otumfo Awurade, mʼani wɔ wo so; wo mu na mihintaw, nnyaw me mma owu.

9 Keep me from the snare, which they have laid for me, and from the stumblingblocks of them that work iniquity.

Bɔ me ho ban fi mfiri a wɔasunsum me no ho, mfiri a abɔnefo asunsum no.

10 The wicked shall fall in his net: I am alone until I pass.

Ma amumɔyɛfo no ankasa ɔtan nyi wɔn, bere a mitwa mu kɔ dwoodwoo no.