Psalms 9
1 For the music director. According to Muth-labben. A psalm of David. I will praise you, Lord, with all my heart; I will tell of all the amazing things you have done.
Dawid dwom. Ao Awurade, mefiri mʼakoma nyinaa mu mekamfo wo. Mɛka wʼanwanwadeɛ no nyinaa.
2 I will be glad and celebrate in you; I will sing praises to your wonderful nature, Most High God.
Mɛma mʼani agye na madi ahurisie wɔ wo mu. Mɛto ayɛyie dwom ama wo din, Ao Ɔsorosoroni.
3 Those who hate me retreat; they fall back and die when you confront them.
Mʼatamfoɔ sane wɔn akyi; wɔtete hwe, na wɔwuwu wɔ wʼanim.
4 For you have judged that I am right; you have decided fairly from your throne of judgment.
Woadi mʼasɛm ama me, na mɛnya mʼahofadie; woatena wʼahennwa so, abu atɛntenenee.
5 You have condemned the nations; you have destroyed the wicked; you have wiped out their names forever and ever.
Woatwe amanaman no aso, na woasɛe amumuyɛfoɔ. Woapepa wɔn din a wɔrenkae wɔn bio.
6 The enemies are finished, ruined forever; their cities are destroyed—even the memory of them is gone.
Ɔsɛeɛ a ɛnni awieeɛ ato ɔtamfoɔ no, woatutu wɔn nkuropɔn; na wɔnnkae wɔn bio mpo.
7 But the Lord rules forever, his throne is set up for judgment.
Awurade di ɔhene daa daa; wasi nʼatemmuo ahennwa.
8 The Lord judges the world rightly; he judges the nations fairly.
Ɔde tenenee bɛbu ewiase atɛn; ɔde atɛntenenee bɛdi nnipa no so.
9 The Lord is a place of safety for those who are oppressed, a fortress in times of trouble.
Awurade yɛ dwanekɔbea ma wɔn a wɔhyɛ wɔn so, ɔyɛ abandenden wɔ ahohia mmrɛ mu.
10 Those who know your nature trust in you, for you don't abandon those who come to you.
Wɔn a wɔnim wo din no de wɔn ho bɛto wo so, ɛfiri sɛ, wo Awurade, wonnyaa obiara a ɔhwehwɛ wo no mu da.
11 Sing praises to the Lord who reigns in Zion! Tell the nations what he has done!
Monto ayɛyie dwom mma Awurade a ɔte ahennwa so wɔ Sion; mompae mu nka deɛ wayɛ wɔ amanaman no mu.
12 He does not forget to punish murderers; he does not ignore the cries of the suffering.
Na ɔkae deɛ ɔtɔ mogya so were no; ɔmmu nʼani ngu ɔbrɛfoɔ sufrɛ so.
13 Be gracious to me, Lord! Look at how my enemies are persecuting me! Grab me back from the gates of death,
Ao Awurade, hwɛ sɛdeɛ mʼatamfoɔ teetee me! Hu me mmɔbɔ na yi me firi owuo apono ano,
14 so I can praise you at Zion's gates, happy that you have saved me.
na matumi apae mu aka wʼayɛyie wɔ Ɔbabaa Sion apono ano na ɛhɔ, madi ahurisie wɔ wo nkwagyeɛ no mu.
15 The nations have fallen into their own pit they dug; their feet are trapped by their own net they set.
Aman amanmufoɔ atɔ amena a wɔatu no mu; afidie a wɔsum hintaaeɛ no ayi wɔn nan.
16 The Lord is known for his fairness; the wicked are trapped by their own actions. (Higgaion, Selah)
Awurade atɛntenenee da no adi; amumuyɛfoɔ nsa ano adwuma ayi wɔn.
Amumuyɛfoɔ sane kɔ damena mu, amanaman a wɔn werɛ firi Onyankopɔn nyinaa. (Sheol h7585)
18 But the needy will not be ignored forever, the hope of those who suffer will not always be dashed.
Nanso ɛnyɛ daa na ne werɛ bɛfiri ohiani, anaa sɛ mmɔborɔni anidasoɔ bɛyera korakora.
19 Stand up, Lord! Don't let human beings win! Let the nations be brought before you for judgment!
Sɔre! Ao Awurade, mma ɔdasani nni nkonim, bu amanaman no atɛn wɔ wʼanim.
20 Lord, terrify them! Let them know they are only human! (Selah)
Hunahuna wɔn, Ao Awurade; na ma wɔnhunu sɛ, wɔyɛ adasamma.
