Psalms 40
1 “To the chief musician, a psalm of David.” I had waited patiently for the Lord, when he inclined himself unto me, and heard my cry.
Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Dawid dwom. Mede boasetɔ twɛn Awurade; na ɔhwɛɛ me, na ɔtee me sufrɛ.
2 And he brought me up out of the noiseful deep, out of the miry clay, and he set up my feet upon a rock, making firm my steps.
Oyii me fii amoa a mu yɛ toro mu, fii dɔte ne dontori mu; ɔde mʼanan sii ɔbotan so na ɔmaa me baabi pa gyinae.
3 And he placed in my mouth a new song, a praise unto our God: many will see it, and fear; and they will trust in the Lord.
Ɔde dwom foforo hyɛɛ mʼanom, ayeyi dwom a yɛde ma yɛn Nyankopɔn. Bebree behu na wɔasuro, na wɔde wɔn werɛ ahyɛ Awurade mu.
4 Happy is the man that maketh the Lord his trust, and turneth not unto the proud, nor such as stray aside unto lies.
Nhyira ne onipa a ɔde Awurade yɛ nʼahotoso, nea ɔmfa nʼani nto ahomaso so, ne wɔn a wɔman di anyame huhuw akyi.
5 Many things hast thou done, O Lord my God; thy wonderful deeds and thy thoughts toward us—there is none to be compared unto thee—will I tell and speak of, [though] they are too numerous to be counted.
Awurade me Nyankopɔn woayɛ anwonwade bebree. Nneɛma a wohyehyɛ maa yɛn no obiara ntumi nka ne nyinaa nkyerɛ wo; sɛ meka se mereka ne nyinaa ho asɛm a ɛbɛdɔɔso dodo.
6 Sacrifice and meat-offering thou desirest not—ears hast thou hollowed out unto me—burnt-offering and sin-offering thou demandest not.
Wompɛ afɔrebɔ ne ayɛyɛde, nanso woabue mʼaso; woampɛ ɔhyew afɔre ne bɔne afɔre.
7 Then said I, Lo, I come: in the roll of the book it is written down for me;
Na mekae se, “Mini, maba, sɛnea wɔakyerɛw afa me ho wɔ nhoma mmobɔwee no mu no.
8 To fulfill thy will, O my God, do I desire; and thy law is within my heart.
Me Nyankopɔn, mepɛ sɛ meyɛ wʼapɛde; wo mmara wɔ me koma mu.”
9 I announce [thy] righteousness in the great assembly: lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Lord, thou well knowest it.
Meka wo trenee ho asɛm wɔ guabɔ kɛse ase; mimmua mʼano, Awurade, sɛnea wunim no.
10 Thy righteousness have I never hidden within my heart; thy faithfulness and thy salvation have I spoken of openly: I have not concealed thy kindness and thy truth before the great assembly.
Memmfa wo trenee ho asɛm nsie me koma mu; meka wo nokware ne wo nkwagye ho asɛm. Mankata wʼadɔe ne wo nokware so wɔ guabɔ kɛse no ase.
11 Do thou, O Lord, not withhold thy mercies from me: let thy kindness and thy truth continually watch over me.
Awurade, nyi wʼahummɔbɔ mfi me so; ma wʼadɔe ne wo nokware mmɔ me ho ban daa.
12 For evils without number have compassed me about; my iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to see: they are more numerous than the hairs of my head; and my courage hath forsaken me.
Ɔhaw bebree atwa me ho ahyia; mʼamumɔyɛ abu afa me so enti minhu ade bio. Ɛdɔɔso sen me ti so nwi, na me koma abotow wɔ me mu.
13 Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me; O Lord, hasten to my help.
Awurade, ma ɛnsɔ wʼani sɛ wubegye me; Awurade, bra ntɛm bɛboa me.
14 May those be made ashamed and put to the blush together that seek after my soul to take her away: let them be driven backward and be confounded, that wish for my mishap.
Wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ wokum me no nyinaa, ma wɔn anim ngu ase na wɔnyɛ basaa; ma wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ mesɛe no mfa aniwu nsan wɔn akyi.
15 May they be astonished in consequence of their shame that say unto me, Aha, aha!
Ma wɔn a wɔka, “Ɔtwea! Ɔtwea!” kyerɛ me no nsan wɔn akyi, esiane wɔn aniwu nti.
16 [But] may all those that seek thee be glad and rejoice in thee: may they say continually, The Lord be magnified, —those that love thy salvation.
Nanso ma wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ wo nyinaa nsɛpɛw wɔn ho na wɔn ani nnye wɔ wo mu; ma wɔn a wɔdɔ wo nkwagye no nka da biara se, “Awurade yɛ ɔkɛse!”
17 But though I be poor and needy, the Lord will think of me: my help and my deliverer art thou: O my God, delay not.
Nanso meyɛ ohiani ne mmɔborɔni; ma Awurade nnwen me ho. Wo ne me boafo ne me gyefo; wo ne me Nyankopɔn, bra ntɛm.
