Psalms 139
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. LORD, thou hast searched me, and known [me].
Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Dawid dwom. Awurade, woahwehwɛ me mu na woahu me.
2 Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.
Wunim mʼasetena ne me sɔre; wufi akyirikyiri hu mʼadwene mu.
3 Thou searchest out my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.
Wunim mʼadifi ne me nnae mu; wunim mʼakwan nyinaa mu.
4 For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether.
Ansa na mebue mʼano akasa no Awurade, na wunim ne nyinaa dedaw.
5 Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.
Woakata me ho nyinaa ahyia na wobɔ me ho ban.
6 [Such] knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.
Saa nimdeɛ yi yɛ me nwonwa dodo, ɛkɔ soro dodo ma me sɛ medu ho.
7 Whither shall I from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
Ɛhe na metumi afi wo honhom anim akɔ? Ɛhe na metumi aguan afi wʼanim akɔ?
8 If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in Sheol, behold, thou art there. (Sheol h7585)
Sɛ meforo soro a, wowɔ hɔ. Na mekɔsɛw me kɛtɛ wɔ asaman a, wo ni. (Sheol h7585)
9 If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;
Sɛ mede adekyee ntaban tu na mekɔtena po akyi nohɔ a,
10 Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.
mpo hɔ na wo nsa begya me akɔ, na wo nsa nifa beso me mu.
11 If I say, Surely the darkness shall overwhelm me, and the light about me shall be night;
Na meka se, “Ampa ara sum mmɛkata me so na hann nnan adesae ntwa me ho nhyia a,”
12 Even the darkness hideth not from thee, but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike [to thee].
sum mpo nyɛ sum mma wo; na anadwo bɛhyerɛn sɛ awia; sum ne hann yɛ wo pɛ.
13 For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.
Na wo na wobɔɔ me honhom wonwen me wɔ me na awotwaa mu.
14 I will give thanks unto thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: wonderful are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
Mekamfo wo, efisɛ woyɛɛ me anwonwakwan so a ɛyɛ hu; wo nnwuma yɛ nwonwa. Minim ɛno yiye pa ara.
15 My frame was not hidden from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
Wɔamfa me bɔbea anhintaw wo bere a wɔyɛɛ me kokoa mu no; bere a wɔnwenee me wɔ asase bun mu no,
16 Thine eyes did see mine unperfect substance, and in thy book were all [my members] written, which day by day were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.
wʼani huu me, bere a meyɛ mogyatɔw no. Nna dodow a woatwa ama me no, wɔakyerɛw ne nyinaa wɔ wo nhoma mu ansa na mu baako reba mu.
17 How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!
Onyankopɔn, wo nsusuwii som bo ma me! woka ne nyinaa bɔ mu a, ɛtrɛw dodo!
18 If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.
Sɛ mise mɛkan a, ne dodow bɛboro mpoano nwea, sɛ minyan a, me ne wo wɔ hɔ ara.
19 Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloodthirsty men.
Sɛ anka, Onyankopɔn, wubekunkum amumɔyɛfo ɛ! Mumfi me so, mo a moyɛ mogyapɛfo!
20 For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take [thy name] in vain.
Wɔde adwemmɔne ka wo ho asɛm; wʼatamfo mmmɔ wo din pa.
21 Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?
Awurade, metan wɔn a wɔtan wo, na mikyi wɔn a wɔsɔre tia wo no ana?
22 I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies.
Minni hwee sɛ ɔtan a mewɔ ma wɔn; mefa wɔn sɛ mʼatamfo.
23 Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me and know my thoughts:
Hwehwɛ me mu, Onyankopɔn, na hu me koma; sɔ me hwɛ, na hu mʼadwene.
24 And see if there be any way of wickedness in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.
Hwɛ sɛ bɔne bi wɔ me mu a, na di mʼanim fa daa nkwa kwan so.
