Psalms 131

1 A Song of Ascents. David’s. O Yahweh, my heart, is not haughty, nor are mine eyes, lofty, neither have I moved among great matters, or among affairs too wonderful for me.

Ɔsoroforo dwom. Dawid de. Awurade, ahomaso nni me koma mu, na mʼani ntraa me ntɔn ɛ; memma nsɛm akɛse nhaw me anaa nsɛm a ɛyɛ nwonwa dodo ma me.

2 Surely I have soothed and silenced my soul, —like a weaned child, concerning his mother, like a weaned child, concerning myself—mine own soul.

Na mmom, mama me kra anya abotɔyam te sɛ akokoaa a ɔda ne na so renum no, te sɛ akokoaa a otua nufu ano no, saa ara na me kra ayɛ wɔ me mu.

3 Wait, O Israel, for Yahweh, from this time forth, even to times age-abiding.

Israel, ma wʼani nna Awurade so, mprempren ne daa nyinaa.