Psalms 28

1 A psalm of David. Lord, my rock, I'm calling out to you. Please listen to me! For if you don't respond, I'll be like those who go down into the grave.

Dawid dwom. Wo na mesu mefrɛ wo, Ao Awurade me Botan; nsi wʼaso wɔ me enti. Sɛ woyɛ komm a, mɛyɛ sɛ wɔn a wɔasiane kɔ amena mu no.

2 Listen as I appeal for mercy, as I call for help, as I hold up my hands in prayer towards your holy Temple.

Tie me mmɔborɔ su ɛberɛ a mefrɛ wo pɛ mmoa ɛberɛ a mema me nsa so kyerɛ wo Tenabea Kronkron hɔ.

3 Don't drag me off with the wicked, with those who do evil, who speak nicely to their neighbors while in their minds they're plotting evil.

Mfa me mfra amumuyɛfoɔ mu ntwe me nkɔ wɔn a wɔyɛ bɔne no. Wɔne wɔn yɔnkonom kasa fɛfɛ nanso wɔde ɔtan sie wɔn akoma mu.

4 Give them what they deserve for their evil actions. Pay them back for what they've done. Give them the reward they've earned!

Twe wɔn aso wɔ deɛ wɔayɛ no so; wɔn adwuma bɔne no so; tua deɛ wɔde wɔn nsa ayɛ so ka na fa deɛ ɛfata wɔn sane bra wɔn so.

5 For they don't pay any attention to what the Lord does, or to what he created. So he will destroy them—they will never be restored.

Sɛ wɔmmu deɛ Awurade ayɛ ne deɛ ɔde ne nsa ayɛ no enti, ɔbɛbrɛ wɔn ase na ɔremma wɔnnsɔre bio.

6 Praise the Lord! For he has heard my appeal for mercy!

Ayɛyie nka Awurade, ɛfiri sɛ watie me mmɔborɔ su.

7 The Lord is my strength and my shield. I trust in him and he helps me. I'm so happy, and I sing my thanks to him.

Awurade ne mʼahoɔden ne mʼakokyɛm; mʼakoma wɔ ne mu ahotosoɔ, na ɔboa me. Mʼakoma di ahurisie na mede dwomtoɔ bɛda no ase.

8 The Lord gives strength to his people; he is a safe refuge for the one he has anointed.

Awurade yɛ ahoɔden ma ne nkurɔfoɔ; ne nkwagyeɛ nsraban ma deɛ wɔasra no ngo.

9 Save your people! Bless your “special possession”! Be their shepherd and carry them in your arms forever!

Gye wo nkurɔfoɔ na hyira wʼagyapadeɛ; yɛ wɔn hwefoɔ, na wo ne wɔn nnante afebɔɔ.