Psalms 38
1 A Psalme of Dauid for remembrance. O Lord, rebuke mee not in thine anger, neither chastise me in thy wrath.
Dawid dwom. Adesrɛ. Awurade, nka mʼanim wɔ wʼabufuw mu na ntwe mʼaso wɔ wʼabufuwhyew mu.
2 For thine arrowes haue light vpon me, and thine hand lyeth vpon me.
Wo bɛmma hwirew me mu, na wo nsa adwerɛw me.
3 There is nothing sound in my flesh, because of thine anger: neither is there rest in my bones because of my sinne.
Wʼabufuwhyew no nti ahoɔden biara nni me mu; me bɔne nti, me nnompe ahodwow.
4 For mine iniquities are gone ouer mine head, and as a weightie burden they are too heauie for me.
Mʼafɔdi amene me te sɛ adesoa a mu yɛ duru dodo.
5 My woundes are putrified, and corrupt because of my foolishnes.
Mʼakuru bɔn na aporɔw esiane me bɔne mu agyimisɛm nti.
6 I am bowed, and crooked very sore: I goe mourning all the day.
Makotow na wɔabrɛ me ase; da mu nyinaa menantenantew twa agyaadwo.
7 For my reines are full of burning, and there is nothing sound in my flesh.
Mʼakyi dompe mu yaw boro so: ahoɔden biara nni me nipadua mu.
8 I am weakened and sore broken: I roare for the very griefe of mine heart.
Mabrɛ na mapɛtɛw koraa. Me koma mu yaw ma misi apini.
9 Lord, I powre my whole desire before thee, and my sighing is not hid from thee.
Awurade, nea merehwɛ anim nyinaa da wʼanim; mʼapinisi nhintaw wo.
10 Mine heart panteth: my strength faileth me, and the light of mine eyes, euen they are not mine owne.
Me koma bɔ kitirikitiri, na mʼahoɔden asa mpo mʼaniwa aduru sum.
11 My louers and my friends stand aside from my plague, and my kinsmen stand a farre off.
Mʼapirakuru nti me nnamfonom ne me yɔnkonom mmɛn me; mʼafipamfo twe wɔn ho fi me ho.
12 They also, that seeke after my life, laye snares, and they that go about to do me euil, talke wicked things and imagine deceite continually.
Wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ wokum me no sum me mfiri, wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ wɔhaw me no di me sɛe ho nkɔmmɔ da mu nyinaa wodwen nnaadaasɛm ho.
13 But I as a deafe man heard not, and am as a dumme man, which openeth not his mouth.
Mete sɛ ɔsotifo a ɔnte asɛm, mete sɛ mum a ontumi nkasa.
14 Thus am I as a man, that heareth not, and in whose mouth are no reproofes.
Mayɛ sɛ obi a ɔnte asɛm, nea nʼano ntumi mma mmuae.
15 For on thee, O Lord, do I waite: thou wilt heare me, my Lord, my God.
Awurade, meretwɛn wo; Awurade me Nyankopɔn, wubegye me so.
16 For I said, Heare me, least they reioyce ouer me: for when my foote slippeth, they extol themselues against me.
Mekae se, “Mma wɔn ani nnye; anaa wɔmma wɔn ho so bere a mʼanan awatiri no.”
17 Surely I am ready to halte, and my sorow is euer before me.
Mereyɛ mahwe ase, na me yaw da so wɔ me mu.
18 When I declare my paine, and am sory for my sinne,
Meka me mfomso kyerɛ; me bɔne hyɛ me so.
19 Then mine enemies are aliue and are mightie, and they that hate me wrongfully are many.
Bebree na wɔyɛ mʼatamfo; wɔn a wɔtan me kwa no dɔɔso.
20 They also, that rewarde euill for good, are mine aduersaries, because I follow goodnesse.
Wɔn a wɔde bɔne tua me papa so ka no, bɔ me ahohora bere a mereyɛ papa.
21 Forsake me not, O Lord: be not thou farre from me, my God.
Awurade nnyaw me. Me Nyankopɔn, nkɔ akyiri!
22 Haste thee to helpe mee, O my Lord, my saluation.
Bra ntɛm bɛboa me, Awurade, mʼAgyenkwa.
