Psalms 31
1 “To the chief musician, a psalm of David.” In thee, O Lord, do I put my trust; Oh that I may never be put to shame: through thy righteousness do thou release me.
Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Dawid dwom. Wo mu, Ao Awurade, na manya hintabea; mma mʼanim ngu ase; firi wo tenenee mu gye me.
2 Bend unto me thy ear; speedily deliver me: be thou unto me as a rock of protection, as a mountain strong-hold to save me.
Yɛ aso ma me, bra ntɛm bɛgye me; yɛ me banbɔ botan, aban a mʼatamfoɔ nsa renka me.
3 For my rock and my stronghold art thou; and for the sake of thy name lead me, and guide me.
Sɛ woyɛ me botan ne mʼaban enti, wo din enti, di mʼanim na kyerɛ me ɛkwan.
4 Draw me out of the net which they have laid secretly for me; for thou art my protection.
Gye me firi afidie a wɔasum me no mu, ɛfiri sɛ wo ne me dwanekɔbea.
5 Into thy hand do I commit my spirit: thou redeemest me, O Lord, the God of truth.
Wo nsam na mede me kra hyɛ; gye me bio, Ao Awurade, Onyankopɔn nokwafoɔ.
6 I hate those that depend on lying vanities; but I trust indeed in the Lord.
Mekyiri wɔn a wɔsom abosom huhuo; mede me ho to Awurade so.
7 I will be glad and rejoice in thy kindness; because thou hast seen my misery; thou hast taken cognizance of the distresses of my soul;
Mʼani bɛgye na madi ahurisie wɔ wo dɔ mu, ɛfiri sɛ wohunu mʼamanehunu na wonim me kra mu haw.
8 And thou hast not surrendered me into the hand of the enemy: thou hast caused my feet to stand on an ample space.
Woamfa me amma ɔtamfoɔ no mmom wode me nan asisi petee mu.
9 Be gracious unto me, O Lord, for I am in distress; my eye is consumed through vexation—my soul [too] and my body.
Hu me mmɔbɔ, Ao Awurade, ɛfiri sɛ me ho yera me; awerɛhoɔ ama mʼani so ayɛ kusuu ɛyea ama me kra ne me honam ayɛ mmerɛ.
10 For my life is spent with sorrow, and my years with sighing, my strength faileth because of my iniquity, and my bones are consumed.
Ateeteeɛ rete me nkwa so na abooboo te me mfeɛ so; ɔhaw enti mʼahoɔden kɔ fam na me nnompe nso ahodwo.
11 Because of all my assailants am I become a reproach, and unto my neighbors greatly so, and a terror to my acquaintance, those that see me abroad flee away from me.
Mʼatamfoɔ nyinaa enti, mayɛ ahohora wɔ me nnamfonom mu; nnipa a wɔnim me suro me, na wɔn a wɔhunu me mmɔntene so dwane.
12 I am forgotten as a dead man out of the heart: I am become like a perishable vessel.
Obiara werɛ afiri me te sɛ deɛ mawuo; mayɛ sɛ kukuo a abɔ.
13 For I have heard the slandering of many; terror was on every side, while they took counsel together against me: to take away my life did they purpose.
Mete dodoɔ no nsekuro. Ahunahuna atwa me ho ahyia. Wɔrepam me tiri so na wɔbɔ pɔ sɛ wɔbɛkum me.
14 But I trusted well in thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my God.
Nanso, mede me ho ato wo so, Ao Awurade; meka sɛ, “Woyɛ me Onyankopɔn.”
15 In thy hand are my destinies: deliver me from the hand of my enemies, and from my persecutors.
Me mmerɛ wɔ wo nsam gye me firi mʼatamfoɔ ne wɔn a wɔtaa me no nsam.
16 Let thy face shine upon thy servant: save me through thy kindness.
Te wʼanim kyerɛ wo ɔsomfoɔ; gye me wɔ wo dɔ a ɛnsa da no mu.
17 O Lord, let me not be put to shame; for I have called on thee: let the wicked be put to shame, let them be silent, [passing] to the nether world. (Sheol h7585)
Mma mʼanim ngu ase, Ao Awurade, ɛfiri sɛ masu mafrɛ wo; mmom, ma amumuyɛfoɔ anim ngu ase na wɔnna wɔn damena mu komm. (Sheol h7585)
18 Let the lying lips be made dumb, which speak hard things against the righteous, with pride and contempt.
Mua atorofoɔ ano, ɛfiri sɛ wɔde ahantan ne anintiabuo kasa tia teneneefoɔ.
19 Oh how great is thy goodness, which thou hast treasured up for those that fear thee; which thou hast wrought for those that trust in thee before the sons of men!
Wo papayɛ dɔɔso, ɛno na woakora ama wɔn a wɔsuro woɔ no; ɛno na wode ma wɔn a wɔdwane toa woɔ no wɔ nnipa anim.
20 Thou wilt conceal them in the secret of thy presence from the conspiracy of men: thou wilt keep them secretly in a pavilion from the strife of tongues.
Wode wɔn sie wʼanim banbɔ mu firi nnipa nsusuiɛ bɔne ho; wo tenabea hɔ na wode wɔn sie dwoodwoo firi tɛkrɛma a ɛbɔ soboɔ ho.
21 Blessed be the Lord: for he hath shown me his kindness wonderfully in a beleaguered city.
Ayɛyi nka Awurade! Sɛ wayi ne dɔ nwanwasoɔ akyerɛ me ɛberɛ a na mewɔ kuropɔn a atamfoɔ atwa ho ahyia no mu.
22 And yet had I said in my despondency, I am cut off from before thy eyes: nevertheless thou didst hear the voice of my supplications when I cried loudly unto thee.
Mebɔɔ huboa no, mekaa sɛ: “Woayi wʼani me so!” Nanso wotee me mmɔborɔ su ɛberɛ a mekoto srɛɛ woɔ no.
23 Oh love the Lord, all ye his pious ones: the Lord preserveth the faithful, and recompenses the presumption of him that acteth proudly.
Monnɔ Awurade, mo a moyɛ nʼahotefoɔ nyinaa! Awurade kora wɔn a wodi nokorɛ so, na ahomasofoɔ deɛ ɔtua wɔn ka pɛpɛɛpɛ.
24 Be strong, and let your heart be of good courage, all ye that hope in the Lord.
Monhyɛ den na momma mo bo ntɔ mo yam, mo a mowɔ anidasoɔ wɔ Awurade mu nyinaa.
