Psalms 77
1 [For the Chief Musician. To Jeduthun. A Psalm by Asaph.] My cry goes to God. Indeed, I cry to God for help, and for him to listen to me.
Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Wɔde ma Yedutun. Asaf dwom. Mesu mefrɛɛ Onyankopɔn srɛɛ mmoa; mesu mefrɛɛ no sɛ ɔntie me.
2 In the day of my trouble I sought the LORD. My hand was stretched out in the night, and did not get tired. My soul refused to be comforted.
Ɛberɛ a mewɔ ahohiahia mu no, mehwehwɛɛ Awurade; metrɛɛ me nsa a ɛmpa aba mu anadwo na me kra ampene sɛ wɔbɛkyekye ne werɛ.
3 I remember God, and I groan. I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. (Selah)
Ao Onyankopɔn mekaee wo, na mesii apinie; medwendweneeɛ, na me honhom tɔɔ piti.
4 You hold my eyelids open. I am so troubled that I can't speak.
Woamma mʼani ankum; amanehunu dodoɔ enti, mantumi ankasa.
5 I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
Medwenee nna a atwam no ho, teteete mfeɛ no ho;
6 I remember my song in the night. I consider in my own heart; my spirit diligently inquires:
mekaee me nnwom a na meto no anadwo. Mʼakoma dwenee ho na me honhom bisaa sɛ:
7 "Will the LORD reject us forever? Will he be favorable no more?
“Enti, Awurade bɛpo yɛn daa? Ɔrenhunu yɛn mmɔbɔ bio anaa?
8 Has his loving kindness vanished forever? Does his promise fail for generations?
Nʼadɔeɛ a ɛnsa da atu ayera koraa anaa? Na ne bɔhyɛ no, amma mu koraa anaa?
9 Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he, in anger, withheld his compassion?" (Selah)
Onyankopɔn werɛ afiri sɛ ɔbɛyɛ mmɔborɔhunufoɔ anaa? Abufuo enti ne yam nhyehye no bio anaa?”
10 And I thought, "This is my wounding, that the right hand of the Most High has changed."
Afei, medwenee sɛ, “Onyankopɔn Ɔsorosoroni, deɛ ɛhyɛ me kra so ne sɛ, wommfa wo tete nsa nifa no mmoa yɛn bio.”
11 I will remember the works of the LORD; for I will remember your wonders of old.
Mɛkae nneɛma a Awurade ayɛ; aane, mɛkae wʼanwanwadeɛ a woyɛɛ tete no.
12 I will also meditate on all your work, and consider your doings.
Mɛdwene wo nnwuma nyinaa ho na masusu wo nneyɛɛ akɛseɛ nyinaa ho.
13 Your way, God, is in the sanctuary. What god is great like God?
Ao Onyankopɔn, wʼakwan yɛ kronn. Onyame bɛn na ɔso sɛ yɛn Onyankopɔn?
14 You are the God who does wonders. You have made your strength known among the peoples.
Wone Onyankopɔn a woyɛ anwanwadeɛ; wokyerɛ wo tumi wɔ aman mu.
15 You have redeemed your people with your arm, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah)
Wode wo tumi nsa no gyee wo nkurɔfoɔ, Yakob ne Yosef asefoɔ no.
16 The waters saw you, God. The waters saw you, and they writhed. The depths also convulsed.
Ao Onyankopɔn, nsuo no hunuu wo, nsuo no hunuu wo na wɔpopoeɛ; ebunu no mpo ho wosoeɛ.
17 The clouds poured out water. The skies resounded with thunder. Your arrows also flashed around.
Omununkum tɔɔ nsuo, aprannaa gyegyee wɔ soro; na wo bɛmma twaa ogya dii akɔneaba.
18 The voice of your thunder was in the whirlwind. The lightnings lit up the world. The earth trembled and shook.
Wʼaprannaa boboom wɔ twahoframa no mu, wʼanyinam hyerɛn ewiase; asase popoeɛ na ɛwosoeɛ.
19 Your way was through the sea; your paths through the great waters. Your footsteps were not known.
Wode wo kwan faa ɛpo mu, wode faa nsuo kɛseɛ mu, nanso wɔanhunu wʼanammɔn.
20 You led your people like a flock, by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
Wonam Mose ne Aaron so dii wo nkurɔfoɔ anim sɛ nnwankuo.
