Psalms 14

1 “To the chief musician, by David.” The worthless fool saith in his heart, There is no God. They are corrupt, they are abominable [in their] doings, there is none that doth good.

Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ no. Dawid dwom. Ɔkwasea ka wɔ nʼakoma mu sɛ, “Onyankopɔn bi nni hɔ.” Wɔaporɔ, na wɔn nneyɛɛ yɛ fi na wɔn mu biara nni hɔ a ɔyɛ ade pa.

2 The Lord looketh down from heaven upon the children of men, to see if there be one intelligent, one who seeketh for God.

Awurade firi ɔsoro hwɛ adasamma sɛ ɔbɛhunu wɔn mu bi a wɔwɔ nteaseɛ, anaa ebinom a wɔhwehwɛ Onyankopɔn.

3 They are all gone aside, they are altogether become corrupt: there is none that doth good, no, not even one.

Nanso nnipa nyinaa atwe wɔn ho afiri Onyankopɔn ho; wɔn nyinaa ayɛ bɔne. Obiara nni hɔ a ɔyɛ papa. Ɔbaako mpo nni hɔ.

4 Is there no knowledge in all the workers of wickedness? who eat up my people as they eat bread; [while] they do not call on the Lord.

Enti nnebɔneyɛfoɔ rensua nyansa anaa? Wɔwe me nkurɔfoɔ te sɛ deɛ nnipa di aduane. Wɔnnsu mfrɛ Awurade?

5 There are they terrified in terror; for God is with the righteous generation:

Wɔn nie, ehu akyekyere wɔn, ɛfiri sɛ Onyankopɔn te wɔn a wɔtene mu.

6 The counsel of the poor [though] you put to shame; because the Lord is his protection.

Mo nnebɔneyɛfoɔ sɛe ahiafoɔ nhyehyɛeɛ, nanso, Awurade ne wɔn dwanekɔbea.

7 Oh that some one might bring the salvation of Israel out of Zion! When the Lord bringeth back the captivity of his people, then will Jacob be glad, and Israel will rejoice.

Ao, ma Israel nkwagyeɛ mfiri Sion mmra! Awurade bɛsane de ne nkurɔfoɔ agyapadeɛ ama wɔn. Na Yakob adi ahurisie, na Israel ani agye!