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. Ao Awurade wo ne wɔn a wɔne me di asie no nni asie; ko tia wɔn a wɔko tia me.
2 Grasp buckler and shield, and arise in my help;
Fa wʼakokyɛm ne wo nkatanimu; 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 pea ne abonnua wɔ wɔn a wɔtaa me so ka kyerɛ me kra sɛ, “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 wɔkum me no ma wɔn anim ngu ase; wɔn a wɔbɔ me sɛeɛ ho pɔ no ma wɔmfa aniwuo nsane 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 guo wɔn a Awurade ɔbɔfoɔ repam wɔn.
6 Let their way become dark and slippery, with, the messenger of Yahweh, pursuing them.
Ma wɔn akwan so nnuru sum na ɛso nyɛ toro, na Awurade ɔbɔfoɔ ntaa wɔn so.
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 atena sum me afidie kwa na wɔtuu amena maa me a menyɛɛ wɔn hwee no enti
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 ɔsɛeɛ mmɛfu wɔn mu na atena no a wɔde hintaaeɛ nyi wɔn, na ma wɔnhwe amena no mu nsɛe.
9 But, my soul, shall exult in Yahweh, —shall be glad in his salvation.
Afei me kra ani bɛgye wɔ Awurade mu na wasɛpɛ ne ho wɔ ne nkwagyeɛ 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 onipadua nyinaa bɛteam aka sɛ, “Hwan na ɔte sɛ wo, Ao Awurade? Wogye ohiani firi ahoɔdenfoɔ nsam ne deɛ ɔnnibie firi apoobɔfoɔ nsam.”
11 There rise up witnesses helping forward violence and wrong, What I know not, they demand of me:
Adansekurumfoɔ sɔre; wɔbisa me nneɛma a mennim 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, ɛberɛ a wɔyareeɛ no, mefiraa ayitoma na mede akɔnkyene brɛɛ me ho ase. Ɛberɛ a me mpaeɛbɔ ho mmuaeɛ nnya mmaeɛ 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 sɛdeɛ meyɛ ma mʼadamfo anaa onuabarima. Mede awerɛhoɔ sii me ti ase te sɛ deɛ meregyam me maame.
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, ɛberɛ a mesuntiiɛ no, wɔde anigyeɛ boaa wɔn ho ano; ntohyɛsofoɔ twaa me ho hyiaaɛ a mennim na wɔdii me ho nsekuro a wɔantwa so da.
16 Amidst profane praters of perversion, have they gnashed upon me with their teeth.
Wɔde adwemmɔne dii me ho fɛ te sɛ nnipa a wɔnni 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.
Ao Awurade, wobɛhwɛ wɔn akɔsi da bɛn? Gye me nkwa firi wɔn sɛeɛ mu, gye me nkwa a ɛsom bo no firi saa agyata 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 dwabɔ kɛseɛ ase; wɔ nnipa dodoɔ mu na mɛkamfo woɔ.
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 mʼatamfoɔ a wɔtane me kwa no nhwɛ me haa nsere. Mma wɔn a menyɛɛ wɔn hwee nso wɔtane me no mmfa adwene bɔne mmu me anikyeɛ.
20 For, no salvation, will they utter, —But, against the quiet of the land, deceitful things, do they devise;
Wɔnnkasa asomdwoeɛ so, na mmom, wɔde ntwatosoɔ 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 haa ka sɛ, “Aane! Aane, yɛde yɛn ankasa ani ahunu.”
22 Thou hast seen, O Yahweh, do not keep silence! O My Lord! be not far from me:
Ao Awurade, wahunu na mmua wʼano. Nte wo ho nkɔ akyiri, Ao Awurade.
23 Bestir thyself and wake up, to my vindication, O my God and My Lord!—to my plea:
Nyane, sɔre na bɛbɔ me ho ban! Ka bi ma me, me Onyankopɔn 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 tenenee no mu, Ao Awurade me Onyankopɔn; mma wɔn nhwɛ me haa nsere.
25 Let them not say in their heart, Aha! to our mind! Let them not say, We have swallowed him up!
Mma wɔnnwene nka sɛ, “Aane, deɛ yɛpɛ ni!” anaa wɔnnka sɛ, “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 haa sere me wɔ mʼahohiahia mu no nyinaa anim ngu ase na wɔnyɛ basaa; ma wɔn a wɔdi me so akokurokosɛm no nhyɛ aniwuo ne animguaseɛ atadeɛ.
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 wɔdi ahurisie wɔ me bembuo ho no mfa anigyeɛ ne ahosɛpɛ nteam ɛberɛ nyinaa mu ma wɔnka sɛ, “Momma Awurade so, ɔno na nʼani gye ne ɔsomfoɔ yiedie ho.”
28 Mine own tongue also, shall softly utter thy righteousness, —All the day long, —thy praise!
Me tɛkrɛma bɛka wo tenenee ne wʼayɛyie da mu nyinaa. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ.
