Psalms 44
1 [For the Chief Musician. By the sons of Korah. A contemplative psalm.] We have heard with our ears, God; our fathers have told us, what work you did in their days, in the days of old.
Kora mma “maskil” dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn, yɛde yɛn aso ate; yɛn agyanom aka akyerɛ yɛn; deɛ woyɛeɛ wɔ wɔn berɛ so, wɔ tete mmerɛ no mu.
2 You drove out the nations with your hand, but you planted them. You afflicted the peoples, but you spread them abroad.
Wode wo nsa pamoo amanaman no na wobɔɔ yɛn agyanom atenaseɛ; wodwerɛɛ nnipa no na womaa yɛn agyanom dii yie.
3 For they did not get the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them; but your right hand, and your arm, and the light of your face, because you were favorable to them.
Ɛnyɛ wɔn akofena na wɔde nyaa asase no, na ɛnyɛ wɔn nsa na ɛmaa wɔn nkonimdie; ɛyɛ wo nsa nifa, wo basa, ne wʼanim hann, ɛfiri sɛ na wodɔ wɔn.
4 You are my King, my God, who commands victories for Jacob.
Woyɛ me Ɔhene ne me Onyankopɔn, deɛ ɔhyɛ nkonimdie ma Yakob.
5 Through you we will push back our adversaries. Through your name we will trample down those who rise up against us.
Ɛnam wo so na yɛpamoo yɛn Atamfoɔ; wo din mu na yɛtiatia wɔn a wɔkyiri yɛn soɔ.
6 For I will not trust in my bow, neither shall my sword save me.
Meremfa me ho nto mʼagyan so mʼakofena remfa nkonimdie mmrɛ me;
7 But you have saved us from our adversaries, and have shamed those who hate us.
na wo na woma yɛdi yɛn atamfoɔ so. Wogu wɔn a wɔtane yɛn anim ase.
8 In God we have made our boast all day long, we will give thanks to your name forever. (Selah)
Onyankopɔn mu na yɛhoahoa yɛn ho da mu nyinaa na yɛbɛkamfo wo din no daa daa.
9 But now you rejected us, and brought us to dishonor, and do not go out with our armies.
Nanso seesei woapo yɛn abrɛ yɛn ase; wone yɛn asraafoɔ nnkɔ ɔsa bio.
10 You make us turn back from the adversary. Those who hate us take spoil for themselves.
Woma yɛdwane firii ɛdɔm anim ma yɛn atamfoɔ fom yɛn agyapadeɛ.
11 You have made us like sheep for food, and have scattered us among the nations.
Woyii yɛn maa sɛ wɔnkum yɛn sɛ nnwan na woahwete yɛn wɔ amanaman no mu.
12 You sell your people for nothing, and have gained nothing from their sale.
Wotɔn wo nkurɔfoɔ fofoofo, na woannya mfasoɔ biara amfiri mu.
13 You make us the taunt of our neighbors, a scoffing and a derision to those who are around us.
Woayɛ yɛn ahohoradeɛ ama yɛn afipamfoɔ, animtiabudeɛ ne aseredeɛ ama wɔn a atwa yɛn ho ahyia.
14 You make us a byword among the nations, a shaking of the head among the peoples.
Woayɛ yɛn akasabɛbuo wɔ aman no mu na nnipa no woso wɔn ti de gu yɛn so.
15 All day long my dishonor is before me, and shame covers my face,
Mʼanimguaseɛ di mʼanim daa, na aniwuo akata mʼanim
16 At the taunt of one who reproaches and verbally abuses, because of the enemy and the avenger.
ɛsiane wɔn a wɔbɔ me ahohora na wɔkasa tia me de yi me ahi, ɛsiane ɔtamfoɔ a nʼani abre sɛ ɔbɛtɔ were no enti.
17 All this has come on us, yet have we not forgotten you, Neither have we been false to your covenant.
Yeinom nyinaa too yɛn deɛ, nanso yɛn werɛ mfirii wo, na yɛmmuu wʼapam no nso so.
18 Our heart has not turned back, neither have our steps strayed from your path,
Yɛn akoma ntwe mfirii wo ho; na yɛn nan nso mmane mfirii wo kwan so.
19 Though you have crushed us in the haunt of jackals, and covered us with the shadow of death.
Nanso wodwerɛɛ yɛn yɛɛ yɛn sakraman tuo na wode esum kabii kataa yɛn so.
20 If we have forgotten the name of our God, or spread forth our hands to a strange god;
Sɛ na yɛn werɛ afiri yɛn Onyankopɔn din anaa sɛ yɛatrɛ yɛn nsam akyerɛ ananafoɔ nyame a
21 won't God search this out? For he knows the secrets of the heart.
anka Onyankopɔn bɛhunu, ɛfiri sɛ ɔnim akoma mu ahintasɛm.
22 For your sake we are killed all day long. We are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered.
Nanso, wo enti, wɔkum yɛn daa nyinaa; wɔbu yɛn sɛ nnwan a wɔrekɔkum wɔn.
23 Wake up. Why do you sleep, YHWH? Arise. Do not reject us forever.
Nyane, Ao Awurade! Adɛn enti na wada? Keka wo ho! Nnya yɛn hɔ afebɔɔ.
24 Why do you hide your face, and forget our affliction and our oppression?
Adɛn enti na wode wʼanim ahinta na wo werɛ firi yɛn ahohia ne nhyɛsoɔ?
25 For our soul is bowed down to the dust. Our body cleaves to the earth.
Wɔabrɛ yɛn ase kɔ dɔteɛ mu na yɛn onipadua aka afam dɔteɛ.
26 Rise up to help us. Redeem us for your loving kindness' sake.
Sɔre bɛboa yɛn; wʼadɔeɛ a ɛnsa da no enti, gye yɛn. Wɔde “Sukooko” sankuo dwomtobea na ɛtoeɛ. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ.
