Psalms 45
1 To him that excelleth on Shoshannim a song of love to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah. Mine heart will vtter forth a good matter: I wil intreat in my workes of the King: my tongue is as the pen of a swift writer.
Koramma dwom. Ayeforohyia dwom. Botae bi a edi mu akanyan me koma bere a merebɔ ɔhene mmran no; me tɛkrɛma yɛ ɔkyerɛwfo kunini bi kyerɛwdua.
2 Thou art fayrer then the children of men: grace is powred in thy lips, because God hath blessed thee for euer.
Wudi mu koraa wɔ mmarima mu na wɔde adom bi asra wʼano, esiane sɛ Onyankopɔn ahyira wo afebɔɔ no nti.
3 Gird thy sword vpon thy thigh, O most mightie, to wit, thy worship and thy glory,
Fa wʼafoa bɔ wo nkyɛn mu, okokuroko; fa anuonyam ne kɛseyɛ fura.
4 And prosper with thy glory: ride vpon the worde of trueth and of meekenes and of righteousnes: so thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.
Fa wo kɛseyɛ mu kɔ wʼanim nkonimdi so wɔ nokware, ahobrɛase ne trenee mu; ma wo nsa nifa nna wo nnwuma a ɛyɛ nwonwa no adi.
5 Thine arrowes are sharpe to pearce the heart of the Kings enemies: therefore the people shall fall vnder thee.
Ma wo bɛmma nnamnam no nhwirew ɔhene atamfo koma mu; na ma amanaman nhwe wʼanan ase.
6 Thy throne, O God, is for euer and euer: the scepter of thy kingdome is a scepter of righteousnesse.
Ao Onyankopɔn, wʼahengua no bɛtena hɔ daa daa; trenee ahempema bɛyɛ wʼahenni no ahempema.
7 Thou louest righteousnes, and hatest wickednesse, because God, euen thy God hath anoynted thee with the oyle of gladnes aboue thy fellowes.
Wodɔ trenee na wukyi bɔne. Ɛno nti Onyankopɔn, wo Nyankopɔn de wo asi wo mfɛfo so, na ɔde anigye ngo asra wo.
8 All thy garments smelll of myrrhe and aloes, and cassia, when thou commest out of the yuorie palaces, where they haue made thee glad.
Kurobow, pɛprɛ ne bɛwewonua hua agye wo batakari mu nyinaa; sanku so nnwom a efi ahemfi a wɔde asonse asiesie ho mu ma wʼani gye.
9 Kings daugthers were among thine honorable wiues: vpon thy right hand did stand the Queene in a vesture of golde of Ophir.
Ahemfo mmabea ka wo mmea atitiriw ho; wo nsa nifa so na ayeforo dehye a ɔhyɛ Ofir sikakɔkɔɔ gyina.
10 Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine eare: forget also thine owne people and thy fathers house.
Ɔbabea tie, dwene ho, na yɛ osetie; ma wo werɛ mfi wo nkurɔfo ne wo papa fi.
11 So shall the King haue pleasure in thy beautie: for he is thy Lord, and reuerence thou him.
Wʼahoɔfɛ asɔ ɔhene no ani; di no ni, efisɛ ɔno ne wo wura.
12 And the daughter of Tyrus with the rich of the people shall doe homage before thy face with presents.
Tiro Babea de ayɛyɛde bɛba; mmarima adefo bɛdɛfɛdɛfɛ wo.
13 The Kings daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of broydred golde.
Ɔhene babea a ɔwɔ ne pia mu no yɛ onuonyamfo wɔde sikakɔkɔɔ abobɔ nʼatade yuu mu.
14 She shalbe brought vnto the King in raiment of needle worke: the virgins that follow after her, and her companions shall be brought vnto thee.
Ɔhyɛ ntade a wɔadi mu adwinni na wɔde no kɔma ɔhene; ne mfɛfo mmabun di nʼakyi na wɔde wɔn nyinaa brɛ wo.
15 With ioy and gladnes shall they be brought, and shall enter into the Kings palace.
Wɔde ahosɛpɛw ne anigye kɔ mu; wɔhyɛn ɔhempɔn no ahemfi.
16 In steade of thy fathers shall thy children be: thou shalt make them princes through all the earth.
Wo mmabarima besi wʼagyanom anan mu wobɛyɛ wɔn mmapɔmma wɔ asase no so nyinaa.
17 I will make thy Name to be remembred through all generations: therefore shall the people giue thanks vnto thee world without ende.
Mɛma wɔakae wo wɔ awo ntoatoaso nyinaa mu; ɛno nti amanaman bɛkamfo wo daa nyinaa. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo.
