Psalms 75

1 Unto the end, corrupt not, a psalm of a canticle for Asaph. We will praise thee, O God: we will praise, and we will call upon thy name. We will relate thy wondrous works:

Asaf dwom. Onyankopɔn, yɛda wo ase, yɛda wo ase, efisɛ wo Din abɛn; nnipa ka wʼanwonwade kyerɛ.

2 When I shall take a time, I will judge justices.

Woka se, “Me na mehyɛɛ bere a ɛsɛ no; ɛyɛ me na mibu atɛntrenee.

3 The earth is melted, and all that dwell therein: I have established the pillars thereof.

Sɛ asase ne so nnipa nyinaa wosow a, me na mema nʼafadum gyina hɔ pintinn.

4 I said to the wicked: Do not act wickedly: and to the sinners: Lift not up the horn.

Meka kyerɛ ahantanfo se, ‘Monnhoahoa mo ho bio,’ na meka kyerɛ amumɔyɛfo nso se, ‘Mommma mo mmɛn so.

5 Lift not up your horn on high: speak not iniquity against God.

Mommma mo mmɛn so ntia ɔsoro; mommfa animtiaabu nkasa.’”

6 For neither from the east, nor from the west, nor from the desert hills:

Obiara mmfi apuei anaa atɔe anaa sare no so a obetumi ama obi so.

7 For God is the judge. One he putteth down, and another he lifteth up:

Ɛyɛ Onyankopɔn na obu atɛn: Ɔbrɛ ɔbaako ase, na ɔma ɔfoforo so.

8 For in the hand of the Lord there is a cup of strong wine full of mixture. And he hath poured it out from this to that: but the dregs thereof are not emptied: all the sinners of the earth shall drink.

Kuruwa bi hyɛ Awurade nsam nsa bi a etwa ahuru a wɔde nnuhuam afra ahyɛ no ma; ohwie, na asase so amumɔyɛfo nyinaa nom ma ɛka ase puw.

9 But I will declare for ever: I will sing to the God of Jacob.

Me de, mɛpae mu aka eyi daa daa; mɛto ayeyi dwom ama Yakob Nyankopɔn.

10 And I will break all the horns of sinners: but the horns of the just shall be exalted.

Mebubu amumɔyɛfo nyinaa mmɛn, na atreneefo mmɛn de, wɔbɛma so. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Wɔde sanku na ɛto.