Psalms 74
1 Maschil of Asaph. Why, O God, hast Thou cast us off for ever? Why doth Thine anger smoke against the flock of Thy pasture?
Asaf dwom. Ao, Onyankopɔn, adɛn nti na woapo yɛn koraa yi? Adɛn nti na wʼabufuw hyew wʼadidibea nguan?
2 Remember Thy congregation, which Thou hast gotten of old, which Thou hast redeemed to be the tribe of Thine inheritance; and mount Zion, wherein Thou hast dwelt.
Kae nkurɔfo a wotɔɔ wɔn teteete no, abusua a ɛyɛ wʼagyapade a wugyee wɔn no, Bepɔw Sion, faako a wote hɔ.
3 Lift up Thy steps because of the perpetual ruins, even all the evil that the enemy hath done in the sanctuary.
Dan wʼanammɔntu kyerɛ saa nnwiriwii a ɛto ntwa da yi, ɔtamfo no de saa ɔsɛe yi nyinaa aba wo kronkronbea no so.
4 Thine adversaries have roared in the midst of Thy meeting-place; they have set up their own signs for signs.
Wʼatamfo bobɔɔ mu wɔ faako a wuhyiaa yɛn no; wɔasisi wɔn mfrankaa sɛ agyiraehyɛde wɔ hɔ.
5 It seemed as when men wield upwards axes in a thicket of trees.
Wɔyɛɛ wɔn sɛ nnipa a wɔrehwim mmonnua de abubu nnua a ayɛ nkyɛkyerɛ.
6 And now all the carved work thereof together they strike down with hatchet and hammers.
Wɔde wɔn mmonnua ne nname bubuu nnua a wɔasen adi ho adwinni no.
7 They have set Thy sanctuary on fire; they have profaned the dwelling-place of Thy name even to the ground.
Wɔhyew wo kronkronbea no dwerɛbee; woguu faako a wo Din te no ho fi.
8 They said in their heart: 'Let us make havoc of them altogether'; they have burned up all the meeting-places of God in the land.
Wɔkaa wɔ wɔn koma mu se, “Yebetiatia wɔn so ayɛ wɔn pasaa!” Wɔhyew baabiara a wɔsom Onyankopɔn wɔ asase no so.
9 We see not our signs; there is no more any prophet; neither is there among us any that knoweth how long.
Wɔmmaa yɛn nsɛnkyerɛnne a ɛyɛ nwonwa biara; adiyifo no asa, na yɛn mu biara nnim nna dodow a ebedi.
10 How long, O God, shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy blaspheme Thy name for ever?
Onyankopɔn, wʼatamfo bɛserew wo akosi da bɛn? Wɔn a wokyi wo no begu wo din ho fi daa ana?
11 Why withdrawest Thou Thy hand, even Thy right hand? Draw it out of Thy bosom and consume them.
Adɛn nti na woatwe wo nsa, wo nsa nifa no? Yi fi wʼatade mmobɔwee no mu na sɛe wɔn.
12 Yet God is my King of old, working salvation in the midst of the earth.
Nanso Onyankopɔn yɛ me hene fi tete; wode nkwagye ba asase so.
13 Thou didst break the sea in pieces by Thy strength; Thou didst shatter the heads of the sea-monsters in the waters.
Ɛyɛ wo na wode wo tumi paee po mu no; wopɛtɛw nsu mu ɔwɔ no ti.
14 Thou didst crush the heads of leviathan, Thou gavest him to be food to the folk inhabiting the wilderness.
Wopɛtɛw Lewiatan no ti na wode no maa sare so abɔde sɛ wɔn aduan.
15 Thou didst cleave fountain and brook; Thou driedst up ever-flowing rivers.
Wo na womaa nsuwa ne nsuti tuei; na womaa nsubɔnten a ɛsen yoyowee.
16 Thine is the day, Thine also the night; Thou hast established luminary and sun.
Adekyee wɔ wo na adesae nso yɛ wo dea; wode owia ne ɔsram sisii hɔ.
17 Thou hast set all the borders of the earth; Thou hast made summer and winter.
Ɛyɛ wo na wototoo asase so ahye nyinaa; wobɔɔ ahohuru ne awɔw mmere.
18 Remember this, how the enemy hath reproached the LORD, and how a base people have blasphemed Thy name.
Awurade, kae sɛnea ɔtamfo no aserew wo, sɛnea nkwaseafo agu wo din ho fi.
19 O deliver not the soul of Thy turtle-dove unto the wild beast; forget not the life of Thy poor for ever.
Mmfa wʼaborɔnoma nkwa mma nkekaboa; mma wo werɛ mfi wo nkurɔfo a wɔrehu amane no nkwa afebɔɔ.
20 Look upon the covenant; for the dark places of the land are full of the habitations of violence.
Ma wʼapam no ho nhia wo, efisɛ akakabensɛm ahyɛ asase no so sum mu ma.
21 O let not the oppressed turn back in confusion; let the poor and needy praise Thy name.
Mma wɔn a wɔhyɛ wɔn so no mmfa animguase nsan; ma ahiafo ne mmɔborɔfo nkamfo wo din.
22 Arise, O God, plead Thine own cause; remember Thy reproach all the day at the hand of the base man.
Ao, Onyankopɔn, ma wo ho so na ka wo ara wʼasɛm; kae sɛnea nkwaseafo serew wo da mu nyinaa.
23 Forget not the voice of Thine adversaries, the tumult of those that rise up against Thee which ascendeth continually.
Mmu wʼani ngu wɔn a wɔsɔre tia wo no nteɛteɛmu so, wʼatamfo gyegyeegyeyɛ a ɛkɔ soro daa no.
