Psalms 142

1 A maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. I call out to the Lord for help; pleading with the Lord for mercy.

Dawid deɛ. Ɛberɛ a na ɔwɔ ɔbodan mu no. Mpaeɛbɔ. Meteam mesu frɛ Awurade; me ma me nne so su frɛ Awurade sɛ ɔnhunu me mmɔbɔ.

2 I pour out my complaints before him; I tell him what's troubling me.

Mehwie mʼahiasɛm megu nʼanim; meka me haw kyerɛ no.

3 When I'm totally discouraged, you know the direction I should take. But whichever way I go, people set traps for me.

Sɛ me ɔkra tɔ baha wɔ me mu a, ɛyɛ wo na wonim mʼakwan. Ɛkwan a menam so no nnipa asum me afidie wɔ so.

4 I look to my right for someone to support me—but no one pays me any attention. There's no safe place for me—no one cares about me at all.

Hwɛ me nifa so na hunu sɛ; mʼasɛm mfa obiara ho; menni dwanekɔbea bi; me nkwa mfa obiara ho.

5 I cry out to you, Lord, for help, saying, “You are the one who keeps me safe; you are all I need in life.

Ao Awurade, mesu mefrɛ wo; mese, “Wone me dwanekɔbea, me kyɛfa wɔ ateasefoɔ asase so.”

6 Please listen to my sad cry, for I'm feeling very low. Please save me from those who are after me, for they're too strong for me.

Tie me sufrɛ, na mewɔ ahohia kɛseɛ mu; gye me firi mʼataafoɔ nsam, ɛfiri sɛ wɔn ho yɛ den sene me.

7 Release me from my prison so I can praise you for the person you are! Those who live right will gather round me because you have treated me so well.”

Yi me firi me nneduadan mu, na makamfo wo din. Afei teneneefoɔ bɛtwa me ho ahyia ɛsiane wo papa a woayɛ me enti.