Psalms 9
1 I will praise you, O LORD, with my whole heart; I will show forth all your marvellous works.
Dawid dwom. Ao Awurade, mefiri mʼakoma nyinaa mu mekamfo wo. Mɛka wʼanwanwadeɛ no nyinaa.
2 I will be glad and rejoice in you: I will sing praise to your name, O you most High.
Mɛma mʼani agye na madi ahurisie wɔ wo mu. Mɛto ayɛyie dwom ama wo din, Ao Ɔsorosoroni.
3 When mine enemies are turned back, they shall fall and perish at your presence.
Mʼatamfoɔ sane wɔn akyi; wɔtete hwe, na wɔwuwu wɔ wʼanim.
4 For you have maintained my right and my cause; you sat in the throne judging right.
Woadi mʼasɛm ama me, na mɛnya mʼahofadie; woatena wʼahennwa so, abu atɛntenenee.
5 You have rebuked the heathen, you have destroyed the wicked, you have put out their name for ever and ever.
Woatwe amanaman no aso, na woasɛe amumuyɛfoɔ. Woapepa wɔn din a wɔrenkae wɔn bio.
6 O you enemy, destructions are come to a perpetual end: and you have destroyed cities; their memorial is perished with them.
Ɔsɛeɛ a ɛnni awieeɛ ato ɔtamfoɔ no, woatutu wɔn nkuropɔn; na wɔnnkae wɔn bio mpo.
7 But the LORD shall endure for ever: he has prepared his throne for judgment.
Awurade di ɔhene daa daa; wasi nʼatemmuo ahennwa.
8 And he shall judge the world in righteousness, he shall minister judgment to the people in uprightness.
Ɔde tenenee bɛbu ewiase atɛn; ɔde atɛntenenee bɛdi nnipa no so.
9 The LORD also will be a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble.
Awurade yɛ dwanekɔbea ma wɔn a wɔhyɛ wɔn so, ɔyɛ abandenden wɔ ahohia mmrɛ mu.
10 And they that know your name will put their trust in you: for you, LORD, have not forsaken them that seek you.
Wɔn a wɔnim wo din no de wɔn ho bɛto wo so, ɛfiri sɛ, wo Awurade, wonnyaa obiara a ɔhwehwɛ wo no mu da.
11 Sing praises to the LORD, which dwells in Zion: declare among the people his doings.
Monto ayɛyie dwom mma Awurade a ɔte ahennwa so wɔ Sion; mompae mu nka deɛ wayɛ wɔ amanaman no mu.
12 When he makes inquisition for blood, he remembers them: he forgets not the cry of the humble.
Na ɔkae deɛ ɔtɔ mogya so were no; ɔmmu nʼani ngu ɔbrɛfoɔ sufrɛ so.
13 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, you that lift me up from the gates of death:
Ao Awurade, hwɛ sɛdeɛ mʼatamfoɔ teetee me! Hu me mmɔbɔ na yi me firi owuo apono ano,
14 That I may show forth all your praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in your salvation.
na matumi apae mu aka wʼayɛyie wɔ Ɔbabaa Sion apono ano na ɛhɔ, madi ahurisie wɔ wo nkwagyeɛ no mu.
15 The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.
Aman amanmufoɔ atɔ amena a wɔatu no mu; afidie a wɔsum hintaaeɛ no ayi wɔn nan.
16 The LORD is known by the judgment which he executes: the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. (Higgaion, Selah)
Awurade atɛntenenee da no adi; amumuyɛfoɔ nsa ano adwuma ayi wɔn.
Amumuyɛfoɔ sane kɔ damena mu, amanaman a wɔn werɛ firi Onyankopɔn nyinaa. (Sheol h7585)
18 For the needy shall not always be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.
Nanso ɛnyɛ daa na ne werɛ bɛfiri ohiani, anaa sɛ mmɔborɔni anidasoɔ bɛyera korakora.
19 Arise, O LORD; let not man prevail: let the heathen be judged in your sight.
Sɔre! Ao Awurade, mma ɔdasani nni nkonim, bu amanaman no atɛn wɔ wʼanim.
20 Put them in fear, O LORD: that the nations may know themselves to be but men. (Selah)
Hunahuna wɔn, Ao Awurade; na ma wɔnhunu sɛ, wɔyɛ adasamma.
