Psalms 28

1 Unto thee will I cry, O Yhwh my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.

Dawid dwom. Wo na misu frɛ wo, Awurade me Botan; nsiw wʼaso wɔ me ho. Sɛ woyɛ komm a, mɛyɛ sɛ wɔn a wɔasian kɔ amoa mu no.

2 Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, when I lift up my hands toward thy holy oracle.

Tie me mmɔborɔsu bere a mefrɛ wo apɛ mmoa, bere a mema me nsa so kyerɛ wo Tenabea Kronkron hɔ.

3 Draw me not away with the wicked, and with the workers of iniquity, which speak peace to their neighbours, but mischief is in their hearts.

Mfa me mfra amumɔyɛfo mu ntwe me nkɔ, mfa me nka wɔn a wɔyɛ bɔne no ho. Wɔne wɔn yɔnkonom kasa fɛfɛ, nanso wɔde ɔtan sie wɔn koma mu.

4 Give them according to their deeds, and according to the wickedness of their endeavours: give them after the work of their hands; render to them their desert.

Twe wɔn aso wɔ nea wɔayɛ no so; wɔn adwuma bɔne no so; tua nea wɔde wɔn nsa ayɛ so ka na fa nea ɛfata wɔn san bra wɔn so.

5 Because they regard not the works of Yhwh, nor the operation of his hands, he shall destroy them, and not build them up.

Sɛ wommu nea Awurade ayɛ ne nea ɔde ne nsa ayɛ no nti ɔbɛbrɛ wɔn ase na ɔremma wɔnnsɔre bio.

6 Blessed be Yhwh, because he hath heard the voice of my supplications.

Ayeyi nka Awurade, efisɛ watie me mmɔborɔsu.

7 Yhwh is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.

Awurade ne mʼahoɔden ne me nkatabo me koma wɔ ne mu ahotoso, na ɔboa me. Me koma di ahurusi na mede dwonto bɛda no ase.

8 Yhwh is their strength, and he is the saving strength of his anointed.

Awurade yɛ ahoɔden ma ne nkurɔfo; ne nkwagye nsraban ma nea wɔasra no ngo.

9 Save thy people, and bless thine inheritance: feed them also, and lift them up for ever.

Gye wo nkurɔfo na hyira wʼagyapade; yɛ wɔn hwɛfo, na wo ne wɔn nnantew afebɔɔ.