Psalms 41
1 For the music director. A psalm of David. How happy are those who take care of the poor! When they are in trouble the Lord will save them.
Dawid dwom. Nhyira ne onipa a mmɔborɔni asɛm ho hia no. Awurade gye no wɔ amanehunu berɛ mu.
2 The Lord protects them and keeps them alive. They will live happily in the land, and they will not be handed over to their enemies.
Awurade bɛbɔ ne ho ban na wakora ne kra. Ɔbɛhyira no wɔ asase no so; ɔrennyaa no mma nʼatamfoɔ apɛdeɛ.
3 The Lord looks after them when they're sick; he makes them well from their illness.
Awurade bɛhwɛ no wɔ ne yadeɛ mpa so na wagye no asi hɔ.
4 “Lord, please be gracious to me,” I asked. “Please heal me, for I have sinned against you.”
Mekaa sɛ, “Ao Awurade hunu me mmɔbɔ; sa me yadeɛ, ɛfiri sɛ mayɛ bɔne atia wo.”
5 Those who hate me only say evil things about me. “When is he going to die, and people forget all about him?” they ask.
Mʼatamfoɔ de adwene bɔne ka wɔ me ho sɛ: “Da bɛn na ɔbɛwu ama ne din ayera?”
6 They come to visit me, but their sympathy is not sincere. They're only interested in the bad news, which they spread around as soon as they leave.
Ɛberɛ biara a obi ba me nkyɛn no, ɔka atorɔsɛm, na nʼakoma hɔre dinsɛeɛ; ɔfiri adi kɔ a, ɔde kɔdi nsekuro.
7 All who hate me talk in whispers about my condition, hoping for the worst.
Mʼatamfoɔ nyinaa keka asomusɛm fa me ho; wɔsusu bɔne ma me na wɔka sɛ:
8 “He's been cursed with some terrible disease,” they say. “Now he's bed-ridden he'll never recover!”
“Yare bɔne bi abɔ no; ɔrensɔre mfiri deɛ ɔda hɔ bio.”
9 Even my best friend, the one I trusted, who shared meals with me—even he has turned against me.
Mpo me yɔnko pa ara a mede me ho too ne soɔ, deɛ me ne no too nsa didiiɛ no, asɔre atia me.
10 But you Lord, please be gracious to me, make me well so I can repay them!
Nanso wo, Awurade, hunu me mmɔbɔ; pagya me, na mentua wɔn so ka.
11 I know you are pleased with me because you have not let my enemies win and shout in triumph over me.
Menim sɛ wʼani sɔ me, na me ɔtamfoɔ renni me so nkonim.
12 You have supported me because of my integrity, you have brought me into your presence forever.
Me nokorɛdie mu, wokura me mu na wode me gyina wʼanim afebɔɔ.
13 Praise the Lord, the God of Israel, from eternity to eternity! Amen and amen!
Nhyira nka Awurade, Israel Onyankopɔn, ɛnnɛ ne daa nyinaa. Amen ne Amen! Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ.
