Psalms 92

1 A Psalme or song for the Sabbath day. It is a good thing to praise the Lord, and to sing vnto thy Name, O most High,

Dwom a wɔto no Homeda. Ɛyɛ sɛ wɔkamfo wo Awurade na wɔto dwom de hyɛ wo animuonyam, Ao Ɔsorosoroni,

2 To declare thy louing kindenesse in the morning, and thy trueth in the night,

na wɔpae mu ka wʼadɔeɛ anɔpa ne wo nokorɛ anadwo,

3 Vpon an instrument of tenne strings, and vpon the viole with the song vpon the harpe.

wɔ ahoma edu sankuo so ne sankuten nnwom mu.

4 For thou, Lord, hast made mee glad by thy workes, and I wil reioyce in the workes of thine handes.

Ao Awurade, wo nneyɛɛ ma mʼani gye; mede anigyeɛ bɛto dwom, wo nsa ano nnwuma enti.

5 O Lord, how glorious are thy workes! and thy thoughtes are very deepe.

Ao Awurade, wo nnwuma yɛ akɛseɛ, na wo nyansa mu dɔ!

6 An vnwise man knoweth it not, and a foole doeth not vnderstand this,

Ogyimifoɔ nnim na nkwaseafoɔ nte aseɛ,

7 (When the wicked growe as the grasse, and all the workers of wickednesse doe flourish) that they shall be destroyed for euer.

amumuyɛfoɔ bɛnyini sɛ ɛserɛ na abɔnefoɔ bɛyɛ frɔmfrɔm deɛ, nanso wɔbɛsɛe wɔn pasaa.

8 But thou, O Lord, art most High for euermore.

Na wo Awurade, woyɛ kɛseɛ afebɔɔ.

9 For loe, thine enemies, O Lord: for loe, thine enemies shall perish: all the workers of iniquitie shall be destroyed.

Ao Awurade ampa ara, wʼatamfoɔ bɛyera; na wobɛhwete abɔnefoɔ nyinaa.

10 But thou shalt exalt mine horne, like the vnicornes, and I shalbe anoynted with fresh oyle.

Woama me ahoɔden te sɛ ɛkoɔ; woahwie ngohwam papa agu me so.

11 Mine eye also shall see my desire against mine enemies: and mine eares shall heare my wish against the wicked, that rise vp against me.

Mahunu mʼatamfoɔ nkoguo a wɔadi, mate sɛdeɛ mʼatamfoɔ atirimuɔdenfoɔ adwane afiri akono.

12 The righteous shall flourish like a palme tree, and shall grow like a Cedar in Lebanon.

Ateneneefoɔ bɛyɛ frɔmm te sɛ abedua, wɔbɛnyini sɛ Lebanon ntweneduro;

13 Such as bee planted in the house of the Lord, shall flourish in the courtes of our God.

deɛ wɔadua wɔ Awurade fie, wɔbɛnyini frɔmfrɔm wɔ yɛn Onyankopɔn adihɔ hɔ.

14 They shall still bring foorth fruite in their age: they shall be fat and flourishing,

Wɔbɛkɔ so aso aba, onyinkyerɛ mu mpo, wɔbɛyɛ frɔmm sɛ ahahammono,

15 To declare that the Lord my rocke is righteous, and that none iniquitie is in him.

de akyerɛ sɛ, “Awurade yɛ ɔteneneeni; ɔyɛ me botan, na atirimuɔdensɛm biara nni ne mu.”