Psalms 7
1 A psalm (shiggaion) of David, which he sang to the Lord concerning Cush, from the tribe of Benjamin. Lord my God, you are my protection. Save me from those who persecute me; please rescue me!
Dawid adesrɛ dwom a Benyaminni Kus nsɛm nti ɔto maa Awurade. Awurade me Nyankopɔn, miguan toa wo; Gye me fi wɔn a wɔtaa me nyinaa nsam,
2 Otherwise they will tear me apart like a lion, ripping me to pieces with no one to save me.
anyɛ saa a wɔbɛtetew me mu sɛ gyata na wɔatetew me mu asinasin a obiara rentumi nnye me.
3 If I have done what I'm accused of, if my hands are guilty,
Awurade me Nyankopɔn, sɛ mayɛ eyi na sɛ afɔdi aba me so a,
4 If I have paid back a friend with evil, if I have robbed my enemy for no reason,
sɛ mayɛ bɔne atia nea ɔne me te yiye, anaasɛ mabɔ me tamfo korɔn kwa a,
5 Then let my enemies chase me down; let them trample me in the dust and drag my reputation through the dirt. (Selah)
ɛno de ma mʼatamfo ntaa me na wɔmmɛto me; ma wontiatia me so wɔ fam, na wɔmma me funu nna mfutuma mu.
6 Stand up, Lord, in your anger, rise up against the fury of my enemies; wake up, Lord, and bring me justice!
Sɔre wɔ wʼabufuw mu, Awurade! Sɔre tia mʼatamfo abufuw. Nyan, me Nyankopɔn; hyɛ atɛntrenee mmara.
7 Bring together the nations before you; rule them from your throne on high.
Ma nnipadɔm mmetwa wo ho nhyia. Fi ɔsoro hɔ di wɔn so;
8 The Lord judges all people. Defend me, Lord, because I do what is right, because of my integrity.
ma Awurade mmu nnipa no atɛn. Bu me atɛn, Awurade sɛnea me trenee te, sɛnea me nokwaredi te, Ao, Ɔsorosoroni.
9 Please bring an end to the evil done by the wicked; vindicate those who do good, for you are the God of right who examines hearts and minds.
Onyankopɔn treneeni, wo a wohwehwɛ adwene ne koma mu, fa amumɔyɛfo basabasayɛ bra awiei na ma atreneefo nnya bammɔ.
10 The Most High God is my defense, the one who saves those who live right.
Me nkatabo ne Ɔsorosoro Nyankopɔn nea ogye koma mu treneeni no.
11 God is a fair judge who is always hostile to evil.
Onyankopɔn yɛ otemmufo treneeni, Onyame a ɔda nʼabufuwhyew adi da biara.
12 If people do not change their minds, he will sharpen his sword. He has bent and strung his bow.
Sɛ wansesa nʼadwene a, ɔbɛsew nʼafoa ano; obekuntun ne tadua na ɔde bɛmma ahyɛ mu.
13 He has prepared weapons of death, he has his flaming arrows ready.
Wasiesie nʼakode a ɛyɛ hu; ayɛ ne bɛmma a ɛredɛw no krado.
14 See how the wicked conceive evil! They are pregnant with trouble. They give birth to dishonesty.
Nea onyinsɛn amumɔyɛ na basabasayɛ ahyɛ no ma no, ɔwo nnaadaa.
15 They dig a deep hole to catch people, but then fall into it themselves.
Nea otu tokuru, na oyi mu dɔte no hwe tokuru a watu no mu.
16 The trouble they cause rebounds to hit them on the head; their violence against others comes down on their own skulls.
Ɔhaw a ɔde ba no dan bɔ nʼankasa so; ne basabasayɛ bɔ nʼankasa ti so.
17 I will thank the Lord because he does what is right; I will sing praises to the name of the Lord Most High.
Mede aseda bɛma Awurade, ne trenee nti, na mato ayeyi dwom ayi Awurade, Ɔsorosoroni no din ayɛ. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo se wɔnto no “gittit” sanku nne so.
