Psalms 10
1 WHY standest thou afar off, O Lord? why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?
Adɛn, Awurade, na wugyina akyirikyiri saa? Adɛn na wode wo ho ahintaw wɔ amanehunu mmere mu yi?
2 The wicked in his pride doth persecute the poor: let them be taken in the devices that they have imagined.
Omumɔyɛfo de ahantan taataa mmɔborɔfo, wɔn a ne nneyɛe mfiri yiyi wɔn no.
3 For the wicked boasteth of his heart’s desire, and blesseth the covetous, whom the Lord abhorreth.
Ɔde nea ne koma hwehwɛ hoahoa ne ho; ohyira odifudepɛfo na oyi Awurade ahi.
4 The wicked, through the pride of his countenance, will not seek after God: God is not in all his thoughts.
Ahantan nti omumɔyɛfo nhwehwɛ Awurade; ne nsusuwii mu no Onyankopɔn nsi hwee.
5 His ways are always grievous; thy judgments are far above out of his sight: as for all his enemies, he puffeth at them.
Nʼakwan nyinaa mu odi yiye; ɔma ne ho so, na wo mmara mfa no ho; na odi nʼatamfo nyinaa ho fɛw.
6 He hath said in his heart, I shall not be moved: for I shall never be in adversity.
Ɔka kyerɛ ne ho se: “Hwee remma minhinhim; mʼani begye daa, na merenkɔ amanehunu mu da.”
7 His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and fraud: under his tongue is mischief and vanity.
Nnome, atoro ne ahunahuna ahyɛ nʼanom ma; Ɔhaw ne mmusu hyɛ ne tɛkrɛma ase.
8 He sitteth in the lurking places of the villages: in the secret places doth he murder the innocent: his eyes are privily set against the poor.
Ɔtɛw bɛn nkuraa no; ofi ahintawee kum nea onnim hwee, ohintaw hwɛ wɔn a ɔrehwehwɛ wɔn ayɛ wɔn bɔne no.
9 He lieth in wait secretly as a lion in his den: he lieth in wait to catch the poor: he doth catch the poor, when he draweth him into his net.
Ɔte sɛ gyata a wahintaw; ɔtɛw sɛ ɔbɛkyere mmɔborɔni; ɔkyere wɔn twe wɔn ase de wɔn kɔ ne bon mu.
10 He croucheth, and humbleth himself, that the poor may fall by his strong ones.
Ɔdwerɛw wɔn a ɔkyere wɔn no ma wɔtɔ beraw; na ɔde nʼahoɔden ka wɔn hyɛ.
11 He hath said in his heart, God hath forgotten: he hideth his face; he will never see it.
Ɔka kyerɛ ne ho se, “Onyankopɔn werɛ afi; wayi nʼani afi so na onhu.”
12 Arise, O Lord; O God, lift up thine hand: forget not the humble.
Sɔre, Awurade! Ma wo nsa so, Onyankopɔn. Mma wo werɛ mfi wɔn a wonni aboafo.
13 Wherefore doth the wicked contemn God? he hath said in his heart, Thou wilt not require it.
Adɛn nti na omumɔyɛfo yi Onyankopɔn ahi? Adɛn nti na ɔka kyerɛ ne ho se, “Ɔremfrɛ me akontaabu so?”
14 Thou hast seen it; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to requite it with thy hand: the poor committeth himself unto thee; thou art the helper of the fatherless.
Nanso wo, Onyankopɔn, wuhu amanehunufo haw; na wayɛ wʼadwene sɛ wobɛhwɛ. Mmɔborɔni de ne ho ma wo; wo na woyɛ ayisaa boafo.
15 Break thou the arm of the wicked and the evil man: seek out his wickedness till thou find none.
Bubu omumɔyɛfo ne ɔbɔnefo aprɛw; frɛ no na ommebu nʼamumɔyɛ ho nkontaa, nʼamumɔyɛ a anka wɔrenhu no.
16 The Lord is King for ever and ever: the heathen are perished out of his land.
Awurade yɛ ɔhene daa nyinaa; amanaman no bɛyera nʼasase so.
17 Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the humble: thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine ear to hear:
Awurade, wutie mmɔborɔfo adesrɛ; wohyɛ wɔn nkuran, na wutie wɔn sufrɛ,
18 To judge the fatherless and the oppressed, that the man of the earth may no more oppress.
na wudi ma ayisaa ne nea wɔhyɛ no so, sɛnea ɛbɛyɛ a ɔdesani a ofi asase mu renhunahuna bio. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo.
