Psalms 77
1 For Jeduthun, the music director. A psalm of Asaph. I cry out to God for help—I even shout. If only he would listen to me!
Asaf dwom. Misu mefrɛɛ Onyankopɔn srɛɛ mmoa; misu mefrɛɛ no sɛ ontie me.
2 When I was in trouble I prayed to the Lord. All night long I stretched out my hands to him in prayer but nothing brought me any comfort.
Bere a mewɔ ahohiahia mu no, mehwehwɛɛ Awurade; metrɛw me nsa a ɛmpa abaw mu anadwo na me kra ampene sɛ wɔbɛkyekye ne werɛ.
3 I thought about God, groaning loudly; I meditated on him, but I was discouraged. (Selah)
Onyankopɔn mekaee wo, na misii apini; medwenee, na me honhom tɔɔ beraw.
4 You stop me going to sleep; I'm so upset I can't even talk.
Woamma mʼani ankum; amanehunu dodow nti, mantumi ankasa.
5 I think of the old days, years ago.
Medwenee nna a atwam no ho, teteete mfe no ho;
6 I remember the songs I sung in the night. I meditate and ask myself:
mekaee me nnwom a na meto no anadwo. Me koma dwenee ho na me honhom bisae se:
7 Has the Lord given up on me forever? Won't he ever be pleased with me again?
“Enti, Awurade bɛpo yɛn daa? Ɔrenhu yɛn mmɔbɔ bio ana?
8 Has his trustworthy love disappeared forever? Have his promises permanently ended?
Nʼadɔe a ɛnsa da atu ayera koraa ana? Na ne bɔhyɛ no, amma mu koraa ana?
9 Has God forgotten to be kind? Has he angrily slammed the door shut on his compassion? (Selah)
Onyankopɔn werɛ afi sɛ ɔbɛyɛ mmɔborɔhunufo ana? Ɔde abufuw atwe nʼayamhyehye no asan ana?”
10 Then I said, “This is what hurts me the most: the Most High doesn't treat me the way he used to.”
Afei misusuwii se, “Eyi de, mɛsrɛ: mfe a Ɔsorosoroni no teɛɛ ne nsa nifa mu no.”
11 I remember what you have done, Lord; I remember all the wonderful things you did long ago.
Mɛkae nneɛma a Awurade ayɛ; yiw, mɛkae wo tete anwonwade no.
12 I will think about all you have accomplished; I will think deeply about how you have acted.
Mɛdwene wo nnwuma nyinaa ho na masusuw wo nneyɛe akɛse nyinaa ho.
13 God, your ways are holy; is any god as great as you?
Onyankopɔn, wʼakwan yɛ kronkron. Onyame bɛn na ɔso sɛ yɛn Nyankopɔn?
14 You are the God who does wonderful things! You have revealed your power to the nations.
Wone Onyankopɔn a woyɛ anwonwade; wokyerɛ wo tumi wɔ aman mu.
15 Through your strength you saved your people, the descendants of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah)
Wode wo tumi nsa no gyee wo nkurɔfo, Yakob ne Yosef asefo no.
16 When the waters saw you, God, when they looked they trembled! Yes, they shook down to the very depths!
Onyankopɔn, nsu no huu wo, nsu no huu wo na wɔpopoe; bun no mpo ho wosowee.
17 The clouds poured rain down; the skies crashed with thunder; your lightning flew like arrows.
Omununkum tɔɔ nsu, aprannaa gyigyee wɔ ɔsoro; na wo bɛmma paa gya dii akɔneaba.
18 Your thunder rumbled from the whirlwind; lightning flashes lit up the world; the earth quaked and shook.
Wʼaprannaa bobɔɔ mu wɔ mfɛtɛ no mu, wʼanyinam hyerɛn wiase; asase popoe, na ɛwosowee.
19 Your way led through the sea; your path passed through the deep sea; yet your footprints were invisible.
Wode wo kwan faa po mu, wode faa nsu kɛse mu, nanso wɔanhu wʼanammɔn.
20 You led your people like a flock, shepherded by Moses and Aaron.
Wonam Mose ne Aaron abasa so, dii wo nkurɔfo anim sɛ nguankuw.
