Psalms 48

1 A Melodious Song. For the Sons of Korah. Great is Yahweh, and worthy to be mightily praised, In the city of our God, His holy mountain.

Koramma dwom. Awurade yɛ ɔkɛse na ɔsɛ nkamfo, wɔ yɛn Nyankopɔn kuropɔn mu, ne bepɔw kronkron so.

2 Beautiful in elevation, the joy of all the land, Is Mount Zion, in the recesses of the north, —The city of a great king.

Ne sorokɔ ma ɛyɛ fɛ, ɛyɛ wiase nyinaa anigyede. Bepɔw Sion te sɛ Safon sorɔnsorɔmmea, Ɔhenkɛse no kuropɔn.

3 God, in her palaces, is to be known as a high tower.

Onyankopɔn te nʼabankɛse mu wada ne ho adi sɛ ɔyɛ nʼabandennen.

4 For lo! Kings—Met as appointed, Passed by together;

Bere a ahemfo yi boaa wɔn ho ano, na wotuu ɔsa bɔɔ mu no,

5 They themselves, saw, So, were they amazed, Dismayed—they hurried way!

wohuu no ma ɛyɛɛ wɔn ahodwiriw, na wɔde ehu guanee.

6 Trembling, seized them, there, Pangs. like hers who is in travail.

Wɔbɔɔ huboa wɔ hɔ, ɔyaw a ɛte sɛ ɔbea a awo aka no.

7 With an east wind, wilt thou shatter the ships of Tarshish.

Wosɛe wɔn sɛ Tarsis ahyɛn a apuei mframa abɔ adwira wɔn.

8 Just as we have heard, So, have we seen, In the city of Yahweh of hosts, In the city of our God, God himself, will establish her, unto times age-abiding. (Selah)

Sɛnea yɛate no, saa ara na yɛahu wɔ Asafo Awurade kuropɔn no mu, yɛn Nyankopɔn kuropɔn mu; Onyankopɔn ma etim hɔ afebɔɔ.

9 We have thought, O God, upon thy lovingkindness, In the midst of thy temple:

Wʼasɔredan no mu; Ao, Onyankopɔn, na yɛdwene wo dɔ a enni huammɔ da no ho,

10 According to thy Name, O God, So, be thy praise, unto the ends of the earth, With righteousness, is, thy right hand, filled.

Ao, Onyankopɔn, wʼayeyi du asase ano te sɛ wo din te; trenee ayɛ wo nsa nifa mu ma.

11 Let Mount Zion rejoice, Let the daughters of Judah exult, Because of thy judgments.

Sion bepɔw di ahurusi, Yuda nkuraase no ani gye esiane wʼatemmu no nti.

12 Go round Zion, and compass her about, Reckon up her towers;

Nantew Sion na twa ho hyia, kan nʼabantenten dodow,

13 Apply your mind to her rampart, Pass between her palaces, That ye may recount them to an after generation;

dwene nʼafasu ho yiye, hwɛ nʼabankɛse no, na woaka ho asɛm akyerɛ nkyirimma.

14 For, this God, is our God, to times age-abiding and beyond, He himself, will conduct us till death.

Saa Onyankopɔn yi yɛ yɛn Nyankopɔn daa daa; ɔbɛyɛ yɛn kwankyerɛfo akosi awiei mpo.