Psalms 77
1 For the excellent musician Ieduthun. A Psalme committed to Asaph. My voyce came to God, when I cryed: my voyce came to God, and he heard me.
Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Wɔde ma Yedutun. Asaf dwom. Misu mefrɛɛ Onyankopɔn srɛɛ mmoa; misu mefrɛɛ no sɛ ontie me.
2 In the day of my trouble I sought ye Lord: my sore ranne and ceased not in the night: my soule refused comfort.
Bere a mewɔ ahohiahia mu no, mehwehwɛɛ Awurade; metrɛw me nsa a ɛmpa abaw mu anadwo na me kra ampene sɛ wɔbɛkyekye ne werɛ.
3 I did thinke vpon God, and was troubled: I praied, and my spirit was full of anguish. (Selah)
Onyankopɔn mekaee wo, na misii apini; medwenee, na me honhom tɔɔ beraw.
4 Thou keepest mine eyes waking: I was astonied and could not speake.
Woamma mʼani ankum; amanehunu dodow nti, mantumi ankasa.
5 Then I considered the daies of olde, and the yeeres of ancient time.
Medwenee nna a atwam no ho, teteete mfe no ho;
6 I called to remembrance my song in the night: I communed with mine owne heart, and my spirit searched diligently.
mekaee me nnwom a na meto no anadwo. Me koma dwenee ho na me honhom bisae se:
7 Will the Lord absent him selfe for euer? and will he shewe no more fauour?
“Enti, Awurade bɛpo yɛn daa? Ɔrenhu yɛn mmɔbɔ bio ana?
8 Is his mercie cleane gone for euer? doeth his promise faile for euermore?
Nʼadɔe a ɛnsa da atu ayera koraa ana? Na ne bɔhyɛ no, amma mu koraa ana?
9 Hath God forgotten to be mercifull? hath he shut vp his teder mercies in displeasure? (Selah)
Onyankopɔn werɛ afi sɛ ɔbɛyɛ mmɔborɔhunufo ana? Ɔde abufuw atwe nʼayamhyehye no asan ana?”
10 And I sayde, This is my death: yet I remembred the yeeres of the right hand of the most High.
Afei misusuwii se, “Eyi de, mɛsrɛ: mfe a Ɔsorosoroni no teɛɛ ne nsa nifa mu no.”
11 I remembred the workes of the Lord: certainely I remembred thy wonders of olde.
Mɛkae nneɛma a Awurade ayɛ; yiw, mɛkae wo tete anwonwade no.
12 I did also meditate all thy woorkes, and did deuise of thine actes, saying,
Mɛdwene wo nnwuma nyinaa ho na masusuw wo nneyɛe akɛse nyinaa ho.
13 Thy way, O God, is in the Sanctuarie: who is so great a God as our God!
Onyankopɔn, wʼakwan yɛ kronkron. Onyame bɛn na ɔso sɛ yɛn Nyankopɔn?
14 Thou art ye God that doest wonders: thou hast declared thy power among the people.
Wone Onyankopɔn a woyɛ anwonwade; wokyerɛ wo tumi wɔ aman mu.
15 Thou hast redeemed thy people with thine arme, euen the sonnes of Iaakob and Ioseph. (Selah)
Wode wo tumi nsa no gyee wo nkurɔfo, Yakob ne Yosef asefo no.
16 The waters sawe thee, O God: the waters sawe thee, and were afraide: yea, the depths trembled.
Onyankopɔn, nsu no huu wo, nsu no huu wo na wɔpopoe; bun no mpo ho wosowee.
17 The cloudes powred out water: the heauens gaue a sounde: yea, thine arrowes went abroade.
Omununkum tɔɔ nsu, aprannaa gyigyee wɔ ɔsoro; na wo bɛmma paa gya dii akɔneaba.
18 The voyce of thy thunder was rounde about: the lightnings lightened the worlde: the earth trembled and shooke.
Wʼaprannaa bobɔɔ mu wɔ mfɛtɛ no mu, wʼanyinam hyerɛn wiase; asase popoe, na ɛwosowee.
19 Thy way is in the Sea, and thy paths in the great waters, and thy footesteps are not knowen.
Wode wo kwan faa po mu, wode faa nsu kɛse mu, nanso wɔanhu wʼanammɔn.
20 Thou diddest leade thy people like sheepe by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
Wonam Mose ne Aaron abasa so, dii wo nkurɔfo anim sɛ nguankuw.
