Psalms 70

1 To him excelleth. A Psalme of David to put in remembrance. O God, haste thee to deliuer mee: make haste to helpe me, O Lord.

Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Dawid adesrɛ dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn, yɛ ntɛm gye me nkwa; Ao Awurade bra ntɛm bɛboa me.

2 Let them be confounded and put to shame, that seeke my soule: let them bee turned backewarde and put to rebuke, that desire mine hurt.

Ma wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ me kra no anim ngu ase na wɔnyɛ basaa; ma wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ me sɛeɛ no nyinaa mfa animguaseɛ nsane wɔn akyi.

3 Let them be turned backe for a rewarde of their shame, which said, Aha, aha.

Ma wɔn a wɔka, “Ɔtwea! Ɔtwea!” kyerɛ me no nsane wɔn akyi ɛsiane wɔn aniwuo enti.

4 But let all those that seeke thee, be ioyfull and glad in thee, and let all that loue thy saluation, say alwaies, God be praised.

Nanso ma wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ wo nyinaa nsɛpɛ wɔn ho na wɔn ani nnye wɔ wo mu; ma wɔn a wɔdɔ wo nkwagyeɛ no nka da biara sɛ, “Onyankopɔn yɛ kɛseɛ!”

5 Nowe I am poore and needie: O God, make haste to me: thou art mine helper, and my deliuerer: O Lord, make no tarying.

Meyɛ ohiani a menni ɔboafoɔ; Ao Onyankopɔn, bra me nkyɛn ntɛm. Wo ne me ɔboafoɔ ne me gyefoɔ; Ao Awurade, ntwentwɛn wo nan ase.