Psalms 22
1 For the end, concerning the morning aid, a Psalm of David. O God, my God, attend to me: why have you forsaken me? the account of my transgressions is far from my salvation.
Dawid dwom. Me Onyankopɔn, me Onyankopɔn, adɛn enti na woagya me? Adɛn enti na me nkwagyeɛ ne wo ntam aware, adɛn na mʼapinisie nsɛm ne wo ntam aware?
2 O my God, I will cry to you by day, but you will not hear: and by night, and [it shall] not [be accounted] for folly to me.
Ao me Onyankopɔn, mesu frɛ wo awia, nanso wonnye me so, mefrɛ wo anadwo, nanso mennya ɔhome.
3 But you, the praise of Israel, dwell in a sanctuary.
Nanso, wɔasi wo ɔhene sɛ Ɔkronkronni; wo na Israel kamfo woɔ.
4 Our fathers hoped in you; they hoped, and you did deliver them.
Wo mu na yɛn agyanom de wɔn werɛ hyɛeɛ; wɔgyee wo diiɛ, na wogyee wɔn.
5 They cried to you, and were saved: they hoped in you, and were not ashamed.
Wɔsu frɛɛ wo na wogyee wɔn, wɔde wɔn ho too wo so na woanni wɔn hwammɔ.
6 But I am a worm, and not a man; a reproach of men, and scorn of the people.
Nanso meyɛ ɔsonsono, na menyɛ onipa nnipa bɔ me ahohora na wɔbu me animtiaa.
7 All that saw me mocked me: they spoke with [their] lips, they shook the head, [saying],
Obiara a ɔhunu me di me ho fɛw; wɔtwa me adapaa, woso wɔn ti ka sɛ:
8 He hoped in the Lord: let him deliver him, let him save him, because he takes pleasure in him.
“Ɔde ne ho to Awurade so; ma Awurade mmɛgye no. Ma ɔmmɛboa no, ɛfiri sɛ ɔwɔ ne mu anigyeɛ.”
9 For you are he that drew me out of the womb; my hope from my mother's breasts.
Wo na woyii me firii awotwaa mu baeɛ na womaa mede me ho too wo so ɛberɛ a metua me maame nufoɔ ano mpo.
10 I was cast on you from the womb: you are my God from my mother's belly.
Ɛfiri mʼawoɔ mu na wɔde me too wo soɔ; ɛfiri me maame yafunu mu, woayɛ me Onyankopɔn.
11 Stand not aloof from me; for affliction is near; for there is no helper.
Ntwe wo ho mfiri me ho! Ɛfiri sɛ amaneɛ abɛn na ɔboafoɔ nni baabi.
12 Many bullocks have compassed me: fat bulls have beset me round.
Anantwinini bebree atwa me ho ahyia; Basan anantwinini a wɔn ho yɛ den atwa me ho ahyia.
13 They have opened their mouth against me, as a ravening and roaring lion.
Gyata a wɔbobom na wɔtete wɔn ahaboa mu abuebue wɔn anom tɛtrɛɛ de kyerɛ me.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are loosened: my heart in the midst of my belly is become like melting wax.
Wɔahwie me agu sɛ nsuo, na me nnompe nyinaa ahodwo. Mʼakoma adane ayɛ sɛ nku; anane afiri me mu.
15 My strength is dried up, like a potsherd; and my tongue is glued to my throat; and you have brought me down to the dust of death.
Mʼahoɔden awe te sɛ kyɛmferɛ mu. Na me tɛkrɛma atare mʼanom. Wode me ato owuo mfuturo mu.
16 For many dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked doers has beset me round: they pierced my hands and my feet.
Nkraman atwa me ho ahyia nnebɔneyɛfoɔ kuo atwa me ho ahyia, wɔahwire me nsa ne me nan mu.
17 They counted all my bones; and they observed and looked upon me.
Mɛtumi akan me nnompe nyinaa; Mʼatamfoɔ di me nhwɛhaa na wɔsere me.
18 They parted my garments [among] themselves, and cast lots upon my raiment.
Wɔkyɛ me atadeɛ mu fa, na wɔbɔ me ntoma so ntonto.
19 But you, O Lord, remove not my help afar off: be ready for mine aid.
Na wo, Ao Awurade, ntwe wo ho. Ao mʼAhoɔden bra ntɛm bɛboa me.
20 Deliver my soul from the sword; my only-begotten one from the power of the dog.
Gye me kra firi akofena ano; gye me nkwa a ɛsom bo no firi nkraman tumi ase.
21 Save me from the lion's mouth; and [regard] my lowliness from the horns of the unicorns.
Gye me nkwa firi gyata anom; gye me firi ɛkoɔ mmɛn so.
22 I will declare your name to my brethren: in the midst of the church will I sing praise to you.
Mɛbɔ wo din akyerɛ me nuanom; mɛkamfo wo wɔ wɔn a wɔahyia hɔ no nyinaa anim.
23 You that fear the Lord, praise him; all you seed of Jacob, glorify him: let all the seed of Israel fear him.
Monkamfo Awurade, mo a mosuro no no! Mo a moyɛ Yakob asefoɔ, monhyɛ no animuonyam! Mo Israel asefoɔ nyinaa, monni no ni!
24 For he has not despised nor been angry at the supplication of the poor; nor turned away his face from me; but when I cried to him, he heard me.
Ɔmmuu nʼani nguu ɔmanehunufoɔ ateetee so, ɔmfaa nʼanim nhintaa no; na mmom watie ne sufrɛ a ɔde repɛ mmoa.
25 My praise is of you in the great congregation: I will pay my vows before them that fear him.
Me botaeɛ a mede yi wo ayɛ wɔ badwa mu no firi wo; mɛdi me bɔhyɛ so wɔ wɔn a wɔsuro wo no anim.
26 The poor shall eat and be satisfied; and they shall praise the Lord that seek him: their heart shall live for ever.
Ahiafoɔ bɛdidi na wɔamee; wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ Awurade bɛyi no ayɛ. Mo akoma nnya nkwa daa.
27 All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the Lord: and all the kindred of the nations shall worship before him.
Asase ano nyinaa bɛkae akɔ Awurade nkyɛn, na amanaman no mmusua nyinaa bɛkoto nʼanim,
28 For the kingdom is the Lord's; and he is the governor of the nations.
ɛfiri sɛ ahennie wɔ Awurade na ɔdi amanaman so ɔhene.
29 All the fat ones of the earth have eaten and worshipped: all that go down to the earth shall fall down before him: my soul also lives to him.
Asase so adefoɔ nyinaa bɛdidi na wɔasɔre no; wɔn a wɔkɔ dɔteɛ mu nyinaa bɛbu nkotodwe nʼanim, wɔn a wɔrentumi mma nkwa mu.
30 And my seed shall serve him: the generation that is coming shall be reported to the Lord.
Nkyirimma nyinaa bɛsom no; wɔbɛka Awurade ho asɛm akyerɛ awoɔ ntoatoasoɔ a ɛdidi soɔ.
31 And they shall report his righteousness to the people that shall be born, whom the Lord has made.
Wɔbɛka ne tenenee akyerɛ nnipa a wɔnnya nwoo wɔn ɛfiri sɛ ɔno na wayɛ.
