Psalms 74
1 “A psalm of Asaph.” O God! why hast thou cast us off for ever? Why doth thine anger smoke against the flock of thy pasture?
Asaf dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn, adɛn enti na woapo yɛn koraa yi? Adɛn enti na wʼabofuo hye wʼadidibea nnwan?
2 Remember the people which thou didst purchase of old; Thine own inheritance, which thou didst redeem; That Mount Zion, where thou once didst dwell!
Kae nkurɔfoɔ a wotɔɔ wɔn teteete no, abusua a ɛyɛ wʼagyapadeɛ a wogyee wɔn no, Bepɔ Sion, baabi a woteɛ hɔ.
3 Hasten thy steps to those utter desolations! Every thing in the sanctuary hath the enemy abused!
Dane wo ho kyerɛ mmubuiɛ a ɛda so wɔ hɔ yi so, saa ɔsɛeɛ a ɔtamfoɔ no de abrɛ wo kronkronbea no.
4 Thine enemies roar in the place of thine assemblies; Their own symbols have they set up for signs.
Wʼatamfoɔ bobɔɔ mu wɔ baabi a wohyiaa yɛn no; wɔasisi wɔn mfrankaa sɛ agyiraeɛhyɛdeɛ wɔ hɔ.
5 They appear like those who raise the axe against a thicket;
Wɔyɛɛ wɔn sɛ nnipa a wɔrehwim mmonnua de abubu nnua a ayɛ nkyɛkyerɛ.
6 They have broken down the carved work of thy temple with axes and hammers;
Wɔde wɔn mmonnua ne nname bubuu nnua a wɔasene adi ho adwinneɛ no.
7 They have cast fire into thy sanctuary; They have profaned, and cast to the ground, the dwelling-place of thy name.
Wɔhyee wo kronkronbea no dwerɛbee; wɔguu baabi a wo Din teɛ no ho fi.
8 They said in their hearts, “Let us destroy them all together!” They have burned all God's places of assembly in the land.
Wɔkaa wɔ wɔn akoma mu sɛ, “Yɛbɛtiatia wɔn so ayɛ wɔn pasaa!” Wɔhyee baabiara a wɔsom Onyankopɔn wɔ asase no so.
9 We no longer see our signs; There is no prophet among us, Nor any one that knoweth how long this desolation shall endure.
Yɛnhunu wo nsɛnkyerɛnneɛ a ɛyɛ nwanwa biara bio; adiyifoɔ no nyinaa asa, na yɛn mu biara nnim nna dodoɔ a ɛbɛdie.
10 How long, O God! shall the adversary revile? Shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?
Ao Onyankopɔn, wʼatamfoɔ bɛsere wo akɔsi da bɛn? Wɔn a wɔkyiri woɔ no bɛgu wo din ho fi daa anaa?
11 Why withdrawest thou thy hand, even thy right hand? Take it from thy bosom, and destroy!
Adɛn enti na woatwe wo nsa, wo nsa nifa no? Yi firi wʼatadeɛ mmobɔeɛ no mu na sɛe wɔn.
12 Yet God was our king of old, Working salvation in the midst of the earth.
Nanso, Ao Onyankopɔn, woyɛ me ɔhene firi tete; wode nkwagyeɛ ba asase so.
13 Thou didst divide the sea by thy power; Thou didst crush the heads of the sea-monsters in the waters.
Ɛyɛ wo na wode wo tumi paee ɛpo mu no; wopɛkyɛɛ nsuo mu ɔtweaseɛ no ti.
14 Thou didst break in pieces the head of the crocodile; Thou gavest him for food to the inhabitants of the desert.
Wopɛkyɛɛ Lewiatan no ti na wode no maa ɛserɛ so abɔdeɛ sɛ wɔn aduane.
15 Thou didst cleave forth the fountain and the stream; Thou didst dry up perennial rivers.
Wo na womaa nsuwa ne nsutire tueeɛ; na womaa nsubɔntene a ɛtene weweeɛ.
16 Thine is the day, and thine the night; Thou didst prepare the light and the sun.
Adekyeeɛ wɔ wo na adesaeɛ nso yɛ wo dea; wode owia ne ɔsrane sisii hɔ.
17 Thou didst establish all the boundaries of the earth; Thou didst make summer and winter.
Ɛyɛ wo na wototoo asase so ahyeɛ nyinaa; wobɔɔ ahuhuro ne awɔ mmerɛ.
18 O remember that the enemy hath reviled Jehovah; That an impious people hath blasphemed thy name!
Ao Awurade, kae sɛdeɛ ɔtamfoɔ no sere woɔ, sɛdeɛ nkwaseafoɔ agu wo din ho fi.
19 Give not up the life of thy turtle-dove to the wild beast; Forget not for ever thine afflicted people!
Mfa wʼaborɔnoma nkwa mma nkekaboa; mma wo werɛ mfiri wo nkurɔfoɔ a wɔrehunu amane no nkwa afebɔɔ.
20 Have regard to thy covenant! For all the dark places of the land are full of the abodes of cruelty.
Ma wʼapam no ho nhia wo, ɛfiri sɛ akakabensɛm ahyɛ asase no so sum ma.
21 O let not the afflicted go away ashamed! Let the poor and needy praise thy name!
Mma wɔn a wɔahyɛ wɔn soɔ no anim nngu ase; ma ahiafoɔ ne mmɔborɔfoɔ nkamfo wo din.
22 Arise, O God! maintain thy cause! Remember how the impious revileth thee daily!
Ao Onyankopɔn, ma wo ho so na ka wo ara wʼasɛm; kae sɛdeɛ nkwaseafoɔ sere wo da mu nyinaa.
23 Forget not the clamor of thine adversaries, —The noise of thine enemies, which continually increaseth!
Mmu wʼani ngu wɔn a wɔsɔre tia wo no nteateam so, wʼatamfoɔ gyegyeegye a ɛkɔ soro daa no. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ no. Wɔnto no sɛdeɛ wɔto “Nsɛe No” nne so.
