Psalms 125

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. Those who trust in the Lord are like Mount Zion, for it is unshakeable and endures forever.

Ɔsoroforo dwom. Wɔn a wɔde wɔn ho to Awurade so no te sɛ Bepɔw Sion, a ɛnwosow na etim hɔ daa no.

2 In the same way that the mountains surround Jerusalem, the Lord surrounds his people, now and forever.

Sɛnea mmepɔw atwa Yerusalem ho ahyia no, saa ara na Awurade atwa ne nkurɔfo ho ahyia mprempren ne daa.

3 The wicked will not always rule over the land of the faithful, otherwise the faithful might also end up doing wrong.

Amumɔyɛfo ahempema renka asase a wɔde ama atreneefo no so, sɛ ɛba saa a, atreneefo nam wɔn so bɛyɛ bɔne.

4 Lord, please do good to those who do good, those who sincerely do what is right.

Awurade wɔn a wɔyɛ papa no, yɛ wɔn papa, wɔn a wɔteɛ wɔ koma mu no, yɛ wɔn papa.

5 But as for those who turn aside to follow their own crooked ways—those the Lord will lead them away together with those who do evil. May Israel be at peace!

Na wɔn a wɔman fa akwan kɔntɔnkye so no de, Awurade betwa wɔn ne nnebɔneyɛfo asu. Asomdwoe nka Israel.