Psalms 49
1 To the Chief Musician. For the Sons of Korah. A Melody. Hear ye, this all ye peoples, Give ear, all ye inhabitants of this passing world;
Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Koramma dwom. Muntie, mo saa nnipa yi nyinaa; monyɛ aso, mo a mowɔ wiase yi mu nyinaa,
2 Both sons of the low, And sons of the high, —Together both rich and needy: —
nea ɔyɛ abomfiaa ne nea odi mu, adefo ne ahiafo nyinaa.
3 My mouth, shall speak forth Wisdom, And the soft utterance of my heart be Understanding:
Mʼano bɛka anyansasɛm; nsɛm a efi me koma mu bɛma nhumu.
4 I will bend, to a by-word, mine ear, I will open, on the lyre, mine enigma.
Mɛbrɛ mʼaso ase atie mmebusɛm; na sanku na mede bɛkyerɛ mʼabisae ase.
5 Wherefore should I fear in the days of calamity, Though the iniquity of them who lie in wait for me should enclose me?
Adɛn nti na ɛsɛ sɛ misuro, bere a nna bɔne aba, bere a amumɔyɛfo nnaadaafo atwa me ho ahyia,
6 As for them who are trusting in their wealth, —And, in the abundance of their riches, do boast themselves,
wɔn a wɔde wɔn ho to wɔn ahonya so na wɔde wɔn ade dodow hoahoa wɔn ho?
7 A brother, can none of them, redeem, he cannot give unto God a ransom for himself:
Onipa biara rentumi nnye ne yɔnko nkwa na ɔrentumi mfa mpata biara mma Onyankopɔn,
8 So costly, is the redemption of their soul, That it faileth unto times age-abiding;
nkwa ho mpata bo yɛ den, akatua biara renso,
9 That he should, yet, live on, continually, Should not see corruption.
sɛ ɛbɛma no atena ase afebɔɔ a ɔrenhu porɔwee.
10 For it is seen that, the wise, die, Together with the dullard, and the brutish, do they perish, And leave, to others, their wealth:
Obiara nim pefee sɛ anyansafo wu; saa ara na nkwaseafo ne agyimifo nso wu, na wogyaw wɔn ahonya hɔ ma afoforo.
11 Their, inward thought, is that their houses are for times age-abiding, Their habitations, for generation after generation, —They give their own names unto lands!
Wɔn nna bɛyɛ wɔn afi afebɔɔ, wɔn atenae wɔ awo ntoatoaso bere a enni awiei mu, ɛmfa ho sɛ wɔde wɔn din atoto nsase so.
12 But, a son of earth, though wealthy, cannot tarry, He hath made himself a by-word—Beasts, they resemble:
Na onipa ahonya nyinaa akyi no, ɔrentena hɔ daa; ɔte sɛ mmoa a wowu no ara.
13 This, their way, is a folly to them, And yet, their followers, with their mouth, approve. (Selah)
Eyi ne nea ɛda hɔ ma wɔn a wogye wɔn ho di, ne wɔn akyidifo a wɔfoa wɔn nsɛm so.
14 Like sheep—into hades, are they driven, Death shall shepherd them, —And the upright shall have dominion over them in the morning, Even their form, is to decay, Hades, is all that remaineth of a habitation for him. (Sheol h7585)
Wɔte sɛ nguan, na wɔbɛkɔ ɔda mu, na owu de wɔn bɛyɛ nʼaduan. Atreneefo bedi wɔn so anɔpa; wɔn nipadua bɛporɔw wɔ ɔda mu, na wɔne wɔn adan akɛse no ntam akwan bɛware. (Sheol h7585)
15 But, God, will redeem my soul, out of the hand of hades, For he will take me. (Selah) (Sheol h7585)
Nanso Onyankopɔn begye me afi ɔda mu; ampa ara, ɔde me bɛkɔ ne nkyɛn. (Sheol h7585)
16 Do not fear, When a man becometh rich, When the glory of his house increaseth;
Sɛ onipa nya ne ho a, mma ɛnnhaw wo; na sɛ ne fi anigye yɛ bebree a, mma ɛnnhaw wo;
17 For, when he dieth, he shall take, nothing, his glory shall not descend after him;
efisɛ, sɛ owu a ɔremmfa hwee nkɔ, nʼanuonyam ne no renkɔ amoa mu.
18 For, though, his own self—while he lived, he used to bless, And they will praise thee, when thou doest well to thyself,
Mpo ɔte ase no, ɔfaa no sɛ wɔahyira no, efisɛ wɔkamfo nnipa bere a wodi yiye,
19 He shall enter as far as the circle of his fathers, Nevermore, shall they see the light.
nanso ɔbɛkɔ akɔka nʼagyanom ho, wɔn a wɔrenhu nkwa hann ara da no.
20 A son of earth though wealthy, who discerneth not, Hath made himself a by-word, Beasts, they resemble.
Onipa a ɔwɔ ahonya na onni nhumu no te sɛ mmoa a wowu.
