Psalms 84
1 For the end, a Psalm for the sons of Core, concerning the wine presses. How amiable are your tabernacles, O Lord of hosts!
Koramma dwom. Awurade Asafo, wʼatenae hɔ yɛ ahomeka!
2 My soul longs, and faints for the courts of the Lord: my heart and my flesh have exulted in the living god.
Me kra pere, mpo ɛtɔ beraw, sɛ ɔbɛkɔ Awurade adiwo; me koma ne me honam teɛ mu frɛ Onyankopɔn teasefo.
3 Yes, the sparrow has found himself a home, and the turtle-dove a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, [even] your altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
Mpo akasanoma anya ofi, na asomfena nso anwen ne berebuw, faako a obesow ne mma wɔ beae bi a ɛbɛn wʼafɔremuka, Awurade Asafo, me Hene ne me Nyankopɔn.
4 Blessed are they that dwell in your house: they will praise you evermore. (Pause)
Nhyira nka wɔn a wɔte wo fi; na wɔkamfo wo din daa.
5 Blessed is the man whose help is of you, O Lord; in his heart he has purposed to go up
Nhyira nka wɔn a wɔwɔ wo mu ahoɔden, na wɔde wɔn koma fi akwantu ase kɔhwehwɛ wo.
6 the valley of weeping, to the place which he has appointed, for [there] the law-giver will grant blessings.
Sɛ wɔfa Baka Bon no mu a wɔma hɔ yɛ nsuwansuwa; asusow bere nsu so taataa hɔ.
7 They shall go from strength to strength: the God of gods shall be seen in Sion.
Wɔkɔ no ahoɔden so bere nyinaa, kosi sɛ wɔn mu biara bepue Onyankopɔn anim wɔ Sion.
8 O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer: listen, O God of Jacob. (Pause)
Asafo Awurade Nyankopɔn, tie me mpaebɔ; Yakob Nyankopɔn, yɛ aso ma me.
9 Behold, O God our defender, and look upon the face of your anointed.
Ao, Onyankopɔn, hwɛ yɛn nkatabo; fa ahummɔbɔ hwɛ nea woasra no ngo no.
10 For one day in your courts is better than thousands. I would rather be an abject in the house of God, than dwell in the tents of sinners.
Wʼadiwo hɔ da koro tena ye sen nnafua apem wɔ baabi foforo; mepɛ sɛ mɛyɛ ɔponanohwɛfo wɔ Onyankopɔn fi sen sɛ mɛtena amumɔyɛfo ntamadan mu.
11 For the Lord loves mercy and truth: God will give grace and glory: the Lord will not withhold good things from them that walk in innocence.
Efisɛ Awurade Nyankopɔn yɛ owia ne kyɛm; Awurade hu mmɔbɔ na ɔhyɛ anuonyam; ɔmmfa ade pa biara nkame wɔn a wɔteɛ.
12 O Lord of hosts, blessed is the man that trusts in you.
Asafo Awurade, nhyira nka onipa a ɔde ne ho to wo so. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo.
