Psalms 35
1 David’s. Contend, O Yahweh, with them who contend with me, Make war upon them who make war upon me.
Dawid dwom. Awurade wo ne wɔn a wɔne me di asi no nni asi; ko tia wɔn a wɔko tia me.
2 Grasp buckler and shield, and arise in my help;
Fa wo nkatabo ne wʼakode; na sɔre bra bɛboa me.
3 Then draw the spear, and close up against my pursuers, Say to my soul, Thy salvation, I am!
Twe peaw ne abonnua wɔ wɔn a wɔtaa me no so. Ka kyerɛ me kra se, “Mene wʼagyenkwa.”
4 Let them be ashamed and confounded, who are seeking my life, —Let them turn back and be put to the blush, who are devising my hurt:
Wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ wokum me no, ma wɔn anim ngu ase; wɔn a wɔbɔ me sɛe ho pɔw no, ma wɔmfa aniwu nsan wɔn akyi.
5 Let them be as chaff before the wind, with, the messenger of Yahweh, pressing them on:
Ma wɔnyɛ sɛ ntɛtɛ a mframa bɔ gu wɔn a Awurade bɔfo repam wɔn no.
6 Let their way become dark and slippery, with, the messenger of Yahweh, pursuing them.
Ma wɔn akwan so nnuru sum na ɛso ɛnyɛ toro, na Awurade bɔfo ntaa wɔn.
7 For, without cause, have they hid for me, in a ditch, their net, —Without cause, have they digged [a pit] for my life.
Esiane sɛ wɔde ɔtan sum me afiri kwa, na wotuu amoa maa me a menyɛɛ wɔn hwee no nti
8 There shall reach him a ruin he could not know, —Yea, his own net which he hath hidden, shall capture him, Into that ruin, shall he fall!
ma ɔsɛe mmefu wɔn mu na ɔtan no a wɔde hintaw no nyi wɔn, na ma wɔnhwe amoa no mu nsɛe.
9 But, my soul, shall exult in Yahweh, —shall be glad in his salvation.
Afei me kra ani begye wɔ Awurade mu na wasɛpɛw ne ho wɔ ne nkwagye mu.
10 All my bones, shall say—O Yahweh, who is like unto thee? Rescuing the oppressed from one stronger than he, Yea the oppressed and the needy, from their spoiler.
Me nipadua nyinaa bɛteɛ mu aka se, “Hena na ɔte sɛ wo, Awurade? Wugye ohiani fi ahoɔdenfo nsam, ne nea onni bi fi apoobɔfo nsam.”
11 There rise up witnesses helping forward violence and wrong, What I know not, they demand of me:
Adansekurumfo sɔre; wobisa me nneɛma a minnim ho hwee ho asɛm.
12 They repay me evil for good, Bereaving my soul.
Wɔde bɔne tua papa a meyɛ so ka na wɔma me kra yɛ basaa.
13 But, as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth, I humbled, with fasting, my soul, though, my prayer, unto mine own bosom, might return:
Nanso bere a wɔyaree no, mifuraa atweaatam na mede akɔnkyen brɛɛ me ho ase. Bere a me mpaebɔ ho mmuae nnya mmae no,
14 Like as for a friend, like as for a brother of mine own, I walked to and fro, As though mourning for a mother, I gloomily bowed myself down.
mekɔɔ so twaa adwo, sɛnea meyɛ ma mʼadamfo anaa onuabarima. Mede awerɛhow sii me ti ase te sɛ nea meregyam me na.
15 But, in mine overthrow, have they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together, —There gathered themselves together against me foolish men, and I knew it not, They have torn in pieces, and not been silent;
Nanso bere a mihintiw no wɔde anigye boaa wɔn ho ano; afowfo twaa me ho hyiae a minnim, na wodii me ho nseku a wɔantwa so da.
16 Amidst profane praters of perversion, have they gnashed upon me with their teeth.
Wɔde adwemmɔne dii me ho fɛw te sɛ nnipa a wonni nyamesu, wɔtwɛree wɔn se guu me so.
17 My Lord! how long wilt thou look on? Bring back my soul out of their raging, from among lions, my solitary self.
Awurade, wobɛhwɛ wɔn akosi da bɛn? Gye me nkwa fi wɔn sɛe mu, gye me nkwa a ɛsom bo no fi saa gyata yi nsam.
18 I will thank thee, in the midst of a great convocation, —In the midst of a mighty people, will I praise thee.
Na mɛda wo ase wɔ guabɔ kɛse ase; wɔ nnipa dodow mu na mɛkamfo wo.
19 Let not them who are falsely my foes rejoice over me, As for them who hate me without cause, let them not wink the eye!
Mma mʼatamfo a wɔtan me kwa no nhwɛ me haw nserew. Mma wɔn a menyɛɛ wɔn hwee nanso wɔtan me no mmfa adwene bɔne mmu me anikyiw.
20 For, no salvation, will they utter, —But, against the quiet of the land, deceitful things, do they devise;
Wɔnnkasa asomdwoe so, na mmom, wɔde ntwatoso tia nnipa a wɔmpɛ wɔn ho asɛm wɔ asase yi so.
21 Yea they have opened wide against me their mouth, They have said, Aha! Aha! our own eye, hath seen!
Wɔhwɛ me haw ka se, “Yiw! Yiw, yɛde yɛn ankasa ani ahu.”
22 Thou hast seen, O Yahweh, do not keep silence! O My Lord! be not far from me:
Awurade, woahu na mmua wʼano. Ntwe wo ho nkɔ akyiri, Awurade.
23 Bestir thyself and wake up, to my vindication, O my God and My Lord!—to my plea:
Nyan, sɔre na bɛbɔ me ho ban! Ka bi ma me, me Nyankopɔn ne mʼAwurade.
24 Vindicate me according to thy righteousness, O Yahweh, my God! And let them not rejoice over me:
Di mʼasɛm ma me wɔ wo trenee no mu, Awurade me Nyankopɔn; mma wɔnnhwɛ me haw nserew.
25 Let them not say in their heart, Aha! to our mind! Let them not say, We have swallowed him up!
Mma wɔnnwene nka se, “Yiw, nea yɛpɛ ni!” anaa wɔnnka se, “Yɛanya no.”
26 Let them turn pale, and then at once blush, who are rejoicing at my misfortune, —Let them be clothed with shame and confusion, who are magnifying themselves against me.
Ma wɔn a wɔhwɛ me haw serew me wɔ mʼahohiahia mu no nyinaa anim ngu ase na wɔnyɛ basaa; ma wɔn a wodi me so akokurokosɛm no nhyɛ aniwu ne animguase atade.
27 Let them shout in triumph and rejoice, who are desiring my justification; And let them say continually, Yahweh be magnified, Who hath taken pleasure in the prosperity of his servant.
Ma wɔn a wodi ahurusi wɔ me bembu ho no mfa anigye ne ahosɛpɛw nteɛ mu bere nyinaa mu; ma wɔnka se, “Momma Awurade so, ɔno na nʼani gye ne somfo yiyedi ho.”
28 Mine own tongue also, shall softly utter thy righteousness, —All the day long, —thy praise!
Me tɛkrɛma bɛka wo trenee, ne wʼayeyi, da mu nyinaa.
