Psalms 126

1 A Song of Degrees. When the Lord turned the captivity of Sion, we became as comforted ones.

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Ɛberɛ a Awurade de Sion firi nnommum sane baeɛ no, yɛyɛɛ sɛ nnipa a wɔasoso adaeɛ.

2 Then was our mouth filled with joy, and our tongue with exultation: then would they say among the Gentiles,

Sereɛ hyɛɛ yɛn anomu ma, anigyeɛ nnwom yɛɛ yɛn tɛkrɛma so ma. Na wɔkaa wɔ amanaman no mu sɛ, “Awurade ayɛ nneɛma akɛseɛ ama wɔn.”

3 The Lord has done great things among them. The Lord has done great things for us, we became joyful.

Awurade ayɛ nneɛma akɛseɛ ama yɛn na anigyeɛ ahyɛ yɛn ma.

4 Turn, O Lord, our captivity, as the steams in the south.

Ao Awurade, sane fa yɛn ahonya ma yɛn, te sɛ nsuwa nsuwa a ɛwɔ Negeb no.

5 They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.

Wɔn a wɔdua no nisuo mu no de anigyeɛ nnwom bɛtwa.

6 They went on and wept as they cast their seeds; but they shall surely come with exultation, bringing their sheaves [with them].

Deɛ ɔde osu firi adie na ɔsoa aba kɔdua no, ɔde anigyeɛ nnwom bɛsane aba a ɔso nnɔbaeɛ afiafi.