Psalms 109
1 TO THE OVERSEER. A PSALM OF DAVID. O God of my praise, do not be silent,
Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ no. Dawid dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn a mekamfo woɔ, mmua wʼano,
2 For the mouth of wickedness, and the mouth of deceit, They have opened against me, They have spoken with me—A tongue of falsehood, and words of hatred!
na amumuyɛfoɔ ne nkontompofoɔ atu wɔn ano agu me so; wɔde atorɔ tɛkrɛma akasa atia me.
3 They have surrounded me about, And they fight me without cause.
Wɔde nitansɛm atwa me ho ahyia na wɔto hyɛ me so a menkaa wɔn.
4 For my love they oppose me, and I—prayer!
Wɔka nsɛm to me so de tua me nnamfoyɛ so ka, nanso meyɛ obi a ɔpɛ mpaeɛbɔ.
5 And they set against me evil for good, And hatred for my love.
Wɔde bɔne tua me papayɛ so ka, na wɔde ɔtan tua me nnamfoyɛ so ka.
6 Appoint the wicked over him, And an adversary stands at his right hand.
Ma onipa bɔne bi nsɔre ntia no; na Satan nnyina ne nsa nifa so.
7 In his being judged, he goes forth wicked, And his prayer is for sin.
Wɔdi nʼasɛm a, ma ɔnni fɔ, na ne mpaeɛbɔ mmu no kumfɔ.
8 His days are few, another takes his oversight,
Ma ne nkwa nna nyɛ kakraa bi; na ɔfoforɔ nsi nʼanan mu sɛ ɔkandifoɔ.
9 His sons are fatherless, and his wife a widow.
Ma ne mma nyɛ nwisiaa na ne yere nyɛ okunafoɔ.
10 And his sons wander continually, Indeed, they have begged, And have sought out of their dry places.
Ma ne mma nkyinkyini nsrɛsrɛ adeɛ; ma wɔmpam wɔn mfiri wɔn afie a abubuo no mu.
11 An exactor lays a snare for all that he has, And strangers spoil his labor.
Ma ɔdefirifoɔ bi mfa deɛ ɔwɔ nyinaa; na amanfrafoɔ mfom nʼadwuma so aba.
12 He has none to extend kindness, Nor is there one showing favor to his orphans.
Mma obiara nhunu no mmɔbɔ Mma obiara nhunu ne nwisiaa nso mmɔbɔ.
13 His posterity is for cutting off, Their name is blotted out in another generation.
Ma nʼase nhye, na wɔn din nyera wɔ awoɔ ntoatoasoɔ a ɛreba no mu.
14 The iniquity of his fathers Is remembered to YHWH, And the sin of his mother is not blotted out.
Ma wɔnkae nʼagyanom nnebɔne wɔ Awurade anim; na ne maame bɔne no ntena hɔ daa.
15 They are continually before YHWH, And He cuts off their memorial from earth.
Wɔn bɔne nyinaa nka Awurade anim, na wɔankae wɔn bio wɔ asase so.
16 Because that he has not remembered to do kindness, And pursues the poor man and needy, And the struck of heart—to slay,
Ɛfiri sɛ wannwene da sɛ ɔbɛyɛ adɔeɛ, na mmom ɔtaa ahiafoɔ mmɔborɔfoɔ ne wɔn a wɔn werɛ ahoɔ de kɔɔ owuo mu.
17 And he loves reviling, and it meets him, And he has not delighted in blessing, And it is far from him.
Nʼani gyee sɛ ɔbɛdome enti nnome mmra ne so; wampɛ sɛ ɔbɛhyira enti nhyira mmɔ no.
18 And he puts on reviling as his robe, And it comes in as water into his midst, And as oil into his bones.
Ɔhyɛɛ nnome sɛ atadeɛ; ɛnonom kɔɔ ne onipadua mu sɛ nsuo, ne ne nnompe mu sɛ ngo.
19 It is to him as apparel—he covers himself, And he girds it on for a continual girdle.
Ma ɛnyɛ sɛ atadeɛ a ɛkyekyere ne ho, ne abɔsoɔ a ɛbɔ no daa.
20 This [is] the wage of my accusers from YHWH, And of those speaking evil against my soul.
Ma yei nyɛ Awurade akatua a ɔde ma me kwaadubɔfoɔ, wɔn a wɔka nsɛmmɔne fa me ho no.
21 And You, O Lord YHWH, Deal with me for Your Name’s sake, Because Your kindness [is] good, deliver me.
Nanso, wo Ao Asafo Awurade, wo din enti, wo ne me nni no yie; firi wʼadɔeɛ mu gye me.
22 For I [am] poor and needy, And my heart has been pierced in my midst.
Ɛfiri sɛ meyɛ ohiani ne deɛ onnibie, na mʼakoma atɔ baha wɔ me mu.
23 I have gone as a shadow when it is stretched out, I have been driven away as a locust.
Metwam sɛ anwummerɛ sunsumma; wɔwoso me kyene sɛ ntutummɛ.
24 My knees have been feeble from fasting, And my flesh has failed of fatness.
Abuadadie ama me kotodwe mu agogo; mafɔn na ama aka me nnompe.
25 And I have been a reproach to them, They see me, they shake their head.
Mayɛ aseredeɛ ama wɔn a wɔbɔ me soboɔ; sɛ wohunu me a, wɔwoso wɔn ti.
26 Help me, O YHWH my God, Save me, according to Your kindness.
Boa me, Ao Awurade me Onyankopɔn; gye me sɛdeɛ wʼadɔeɛ teɛ.
27 And they know that this [is] Your hand, You, O YHWH, You have done it.
Ma wɔnhunu sɛ ɛyɛ wo nsa, na wo na woayɛ, Ao Awurade.
28 They revile, and You bless, They have risen, and are ashamed, And Your servant rejoices.
Wɔbɛdome, nanso wobɛhyira; sɛ wɔto hyɛ me so a, wɔn anim bɛgu ase, nanso wo ɔsomfoɔ ani bɛgye.
29 My accusers put on blushing, and are covered, Their shame [is] as an upper robe.
Animguaseɛ bɛdura mʼatamfoɔ ho; na akyekyere wɔn ho sɛ atadeɛ.
30 I thank YHWH greatly with my mouth, And I praise Him in the midst of many,
Mede mʼano bɛma Awurade so ayɛ no kɛseɛ; mɛkamfo no wɔ nnipadɔm mu.
31 For He stands at the right hand of the needy, To save from those judging his soul.
Ɛfiri sɛ, ɔgyina onnibie nsa nifa so sɛ ɔbɛgye no nkwa afiri wɔn a wɔbu no kumfɔ nsam.
