Psalms 10
1 Wherefore, O Lord, standest thou afar off? hidest thyself in times of distress?
Adɛn enti, Ao Awurade, na wogyina akyirikyiri saa? Adɛn enti na wode wo ho ahinta wɔ amanehunu mmerɛ mu yi?
2 In the pride of the wicked doth he hotly pursue the poor: they are seized through the plans that those have devised.
Ɔmumuyɛfoɔ de ahantan taataa mmɔborɔfoɔ, wɔn a mfidie a wɔasunsum yi wɔn.
3 For the wicked boasteth of the longing of his soul, and the robber blesseth himself when he hath despised the Lord.
Ɔde deɛ nʼakoma hwehwɛ hoahoa ne ho; ɔhyira ɔdifodepɛfoɔ, na ɔyi Awurade ahi.
4 The wicked, according to the pride of his wrathfulness, [saith, ] He will not require, There is no God [in] all his plans.
Ahantan enti, omumuyɛfoɔ nhwehwɛ Awurade; na Onyankopɔn nni ne nsusuiɛ nyinaa mu.
5 Prosperous are his ways at all times; far in the height [remain] thy punishments away from him: all his assailants—he puffeth at them.
Nʼakwan nyinaa mu, ɔdi yie; ɔma ne ho so, na wo mmara mfa ne ho; na ɔdi nʼatamfoɔ nyinaa ho fɛw.
6 He saith in his heart, I shall not be moved; I shall be for many generations, and without adversity.
Ɔka kyerɛ ne ho sɛ: “Biribiara mma me nhinhim; mʼani bɛgye daa, na merenkɔ amanehunu mu da.”
7 Of the false oaths is his mouth full, and deceit and fraud: under his tongue is mischief and wickedness.
Nnome, atorɔ ne ahunahuna ahyɛ nʼanom ma; Ɔhaw ne mmusuo hyɛ ne tɛkrɛma ase.
8 He sitteth in the lurking-places of the villages; in the secret places doth he murder the innocent: his eyes search for the unfortunate.
Ɔtɛ wɔ nkuraase; ɔfiri atɛeɛ kum deɛ ɔnnim hwee, na ɔhwɛ wɔn a ɔrepɛ wɔn akum wɔn.
9 He lieth in wait in a secret place like a lion in his den; he lieth in wait to snatch up the poor: he snatcheth up the poor, as they draweth him into his net.
Ɔte sɛ gyata a wahinta; ɔtɛ sɛ ɔbɛkyere mmɔborɔni; ɔkyere wɔn twe wɔn ase de wɔn kɔ ne bɔn mu.
10 He croucheth, he bendeth himself, and the unfortunate fall through his might.
Ɔdwerɛ wɔn a ɔkyere wɔn no ma wɔtɔ baha; na ɔde nʼahoɔden ka wɔn hyɛ.
11 He saith in his heart, God hath forgotten; he hath hidden his face; he will never see it.
Ɔka kyerɛ ne ho sɛ, “Onyankopɔn werɛ afi; wayi nʼani afiri so na ɔnhunu.”
12 Arise, O Lord; O God, lift up thy hand: forget not the afflicted.
Sɔre, Awurade! Ma wo nsa so, Ao Onyankopɔn. Mma wo werɛ mfiri wɔn a wɔnni aboafoɔ.
13 For what doth the wicked despise God? [why] doth he say in his heart, Thou wilt not require it?
Adɛn enti na omumuyɛfoɔ yi Onyankopɔn ahi? Adɛn enti na ɔka kyerɛ ne ho sɛ, “Ɔremfrɛ me akontabuo so?”
14 Thou hast seen it: for thou beholdest mischief and despiteful acts, to requite it with thy hand: unto thee the unfortunate committeth himself; unto the fatherless hast thou [ever] been a helper.
Nanso wo, Ao Onyankopɔn, wohunu amanehunu ne ɔhaw; na wayɛ wʼadwene sɛ wobɛhwɛ. Mmɔborɔni de ne ho ma wo; wo na woyɛ awisiaa ɔboafoɔ.
15 Break thou the arm of the wicked; and of the bad man—thou wilt inquire for his wickedness [till] thou find none.
Bubu omumuyɛfoɔ ne ɔbɔnefoɔ aprɛ; frɛ no na ɔmmɛbu nʼamumuyɛ ho nkontaa, amumuyɛ a anka wɔrenhunu no.
16 The Lord is King for ever and ever: nations are perished out of his land.
Awurade yɛ ɔhene daa nyinaa; amanaman no bɛyera nʼasase so.
17 The longing of the afflicted dost thou hear, O Lord! thou wilt strengthen their heart, thou wilt cause thy ear to listen:
Ao Awurade, wotie awiɛmfoɔ adesrɛ; wohyɛ wɔn nkuran, na wotie wɔn sufrɛ,
18 To judge the fatherless and the oppressed, that not farther more shall be arrogant the mortal from the earth.
na wodi ma awisiaa ne deɛ wɔhyɛ ne soɔ sɛdeɛ ɛbɛyɛ a ɔdasani a ɔfiri asase so renhunahuna obiara bio. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ.
