Psalms 88
1 A song or Psalme of Heman the Ezrahite to give instruction, committed to the sonnes of Korah for him that excelleth upon Malath Leannoth. O Lord God of my saluation, I cry day and night before thee.
Kora mma dwom a wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo sɛ wɔnto no “Mahalat Leannot” sanku so. Esrahini Heman ɔhaw ne amanehunu dwom. Awurade, woyɛ me nkwagye Nyankopɔn misu wɔ wʼanim adekyee ne adesae.
2 Let my prayer enter into thy presence: incline thine eare vnto my cry.
Ma me mpaebɔ nnu wʼanim; brɛ wʼaso ase tie me sufrɛ.
Ɔhaw ahyɛ me kra ma na me nkwa rebɛn owu. (Sheol h7585)
4 I am counted among them that go downe vnto the pit, and am as a man without strength:
Wɔkan me fra wɔn a wɔrekɔ ɔda mu no; mete sɛ obi a onni ahoɔden.
5 Free among the dead, like the slaine lying in the graue, whome thou remembrest no more, and they are cut off from thine hand.
Wɔayi me asi nkyɛn wɔ awufo mu, te sɛ atɔfo a wɔdeda ɔda mu, wɔn a wonkae wɔn bio, na wonhwɛ wɔn bio.
6 Thou hast layde me in the lowest pit, in darkenes, and in the deepe.
Woatow me akyene ɔda ase tɔnn, wɔ sum kabii mu.
7 Thine indignation lyeth vpon me, and thou hast vexed me with all thy waues. (Selah)
Wʼabufuwhyew ayɛ duru wɔ me so; woama wʼasorɔkye nyinaa abu afa me so.
8 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance farre from me, and made mee to be abhorred of them: I am shut vp, and cannot get foorth.
Woafa me nnamfonom a wɔbɛn me afi me nkyɛn woama me ho ayɛ wɔn ahi. Woaka me ahyɛ mu na mintumi nguan;
9 Mine eye is sorowfull through mine affliction: Lord, I call dayly vpon thee: I stretch out mine hands vnto thee.
awerɛhow ama mʼani so ayɛ kusuu. Awurade misu frɛ wo da biara; metrɛw me nsam kyerɛ wo.
10 Wilt thou shewe a miracle to the dead? or shall the dead rise and prayse thee? (Selah)
Woyɛ anwonwade kyerɛ awufo ana? Wɔn a wɔawuwu no sɔre kamfo wo ana?
11 Shall thy louing kindenes be declared in the graue? or thy faithfulnes in destruction?
Wɔka wʼadɔe ho asɛm wɔ ɔda mu, anaasɛ wo nokware ho asɛm wɔ ɔsɛe kurom ana?
12 Shall thy wonderous workes be knowen in the darke? and thy righteousnes in the land of obliuion?
Wohu wʼanwonwade wɔ beae a hɔ aduru sum, anaa wo trenee nnwuma no wɔ awerɛfiri asase so ana?
13 But vnto thee haue I cryed, O Lord, and early shall my prayer come before thee.
Nanso Awurade, misu frɛ wo sɛ boa me; me mpaebɔ du wʼanim adekyee mu.
14 Lord, why doest thou reiect my soule, and hidest thy face from me?
Adɛn, Awurade, na wopo me na wode wʼanim hintaw me?
15 I am afflicted and at the point of death: from my youth I suffer thy terrours, doubting of my life.
Mahu amane fi me mmofraase na mabɛn owu; wʼahunahuna ama mabrɛ na mapa abaw.
16 Thine indignations goe ouer me, and thy feare hath cut me off.
Wʼabufuwhyew abu afa me so; wʼahunahuna asɛe me.
17 They came round about me dayly like water, and compassed me together.
Daa nyinaa wotwa me ho hyia sɛ nsuyiri, na wɔabu afa me so koraa.
18 My louers and friends hast thou put away from me, and mine acquaintance hid themselues.
Woafa me yɔnkonom ne mʼadɔfo afi me nkyɛn kɔ; na sum ayɛ mʼadamfo a ɔbɛn me pɛɛ.
