Psalms 142

1 A Psalme of David, to give instruction, and a prayer, when he was in the cave. I cryed vnto the Lord with my voyce: with my voyce I prayed vnto the Lord.

Dawid de. Bere a na ɔwɔ ɔbodan mu no. Mpaebɔ. Meteɛ mu su frɛ Awurade; mema me nne so su frɛ Awurade sɛ onhu me mmɔbɔ.

2 I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence.

Mihwie mʼahiasɛm gu nʼanim; meka me haw kyerɛ no.

3 Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me.

Sɛ me kra tɔ beraw wɔ me mu a, ɛyɛ wo na wunim me kwan. Ɔkwan a menam so no nnipa asum me afiri.

4 I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule.

Hwɛ na hu, obiara nni me nifa so; mʼasɛm mfa obiara ho; minni guankɔbea bi; me nkwa mfa obiara ho.

5 Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing.

Awurade, misu frɛ wo; mise, “Wone me guankɔbea, me kyɛfa wɔ ateasefo asase so.”

6 Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me.

Tie me sufrɛ, na mewɔ ahohia kɛse mu; gye me fi mʼataafo nsam, efisɛ wɔn ho yɛ den sen me.

7 Bring my soule out of prison, that I may prayse thy Name: then shall the righteous come about me, when thou art beneficiall vnto me.

Yi me fi mʼafiase, na makamfo wo din. Afei atreneefo betwa me ho ahyia esiane wo papa a woayɛ me no nti.