Psalms 129

1 A Song of Degrees. Many a time have they warred against me from my youth, let Israel now say:

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. “Wɔahyɛ me so pii firi me mmɔfraase, ma Israel nka.

2 Many a time have they warred against me from my youth: and yet they prevailed not against me.

“Wɔahyɛ me so pii firi me mmɔfraase, nanso wɔntumi nnii me so nkonim.

3 The sinners wrought upon my back: they prolonged their iniquity.

Fentemfoɔ afentem mʼakyi ayɛ wɔn nkofie atentene.

4 The righteous Lord has cut asunder the necks of sinners.

Nanso Awurade yɛ ɔteneneeni; Watwitwa amumuyɛfoɔ nhoma afiri me ho.”

5 Let all that hate Sion be put to shame and turned back.

Ma wɔn a wɔtan Sion nyinaa mfa animguaseɛ nsane wɔn akyi.

6 Let them be as the grass of the housetops, which withers before it is plucked up.

Ma wɔnyɛ sɛ ɛserɛ a ɛwɔ ɔdan atifi, ɛnnyini na ahye;

7 Wherewith the reaper fills not his hand, nor he that makes up the sheaves, his bosom.

Ɛremma otwafoɔ nya biribi wɔ ne nsam, na deɛ ɔboaboa ano nso renya hwee nʼabasa so.

8 Neither do they that go by say, The blessing of the Lord be upon you: we have blessed you in the name of the Lord.

Mma wɔn a wɔtwam hɔ nnka sɛ, “Awurade nhyira mmra mo so; yɛhyira mo wɔ Awurade din mu.”