Psalms 141

1 A Psalm of David. LORD, I cry unto thee: make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee.

Dawid dwom. Awurade, misu frɛ wo, bra me nkyɛn ntɛm so. Sɛ misu frɛ wo a, gye me so.

2 Let my prayer be set forth before thee [as] incense; [and] the lifting up of my hands [as] the evening sacrifice.

Ma me mpaebɔ mmra wʼanim sɛ aduhuam; ma me nsa a mema so no nyɛ sɛ anwummere afɔrebɔ.

3 Set a watch, O LORD, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips.

Awurade, ma ɔwɛmfo nwɛn mʼano; na wɛn mʼano pon.

4 Incline not my heart to [any] evil thing, to practise wicked works with men that work iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties.

Mma wɔnntwe me koma nnkɔ nea ɛyɛ bɔne ho, na ankɔyɛ nea amumɔyɛfo yɛ no bi, mma me ne abɔnefo nni wɔn nnɔkɔnnɔkɔwade.

5 Let the righteous smite me; [it shall be] a kindness: and let him reprove me; [it shall be] an excellent oil, [which] shall not break my head: for yet my prayer also [shall be] in their calamities.

Ma ɔtreneeni mmɔ me, ɛyɛ ayamye; ma ɔnka mʼanim, ɛyɛ me ti so ngo. Me ti rempo. Me mpaebɔ da so tia abɔnefo nneyɛe daa.

6 When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.

Wɔbɛtow wɔn sodifo afi ɔbotan so abɛhwe fam; na amumɔyɛfo behu sɛ me nsɛm no yɛ nokware.

7 Our bones are scattered at the grave’s mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth [wood] upon the earth. (Sheol h7585)

Wɔbɛka se, “Sɛnea obi funtum na otutu asase no, saa ara na wɔabɔ yɛn nnompe ahwete ɔda ano.” (Sheol h7585)

8 But mine eyes [are] unto thee, O GOD the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.

Nanso Otumfo Awurade, mʼani wɔ wo so; wo mu na mihintaw, nnyaw me mma owu.

9 Keep me from the snares [which] they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.

Bɔ me ho ban fi mfiri a wɔasunsum me no ho, mfiri a abɔnefo asunsum no.

10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal escape.

Ma amumɔyɛfo no ankasa ɔtan nyi wɔn, bere a mitwa mu kɔ dwoodwoo no.