Psalms 66
1 To the Chief Musician. A Melodious Song. Make a joyful noise unto God, all the earth;
Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Dawid dwom. Asase nyinaa momfa ahosɛpɛ nteam mma Onyankopɔn!
2 Praise ye in song the glory of his Name, Celebrate the glory of his praise:
Monto ne din animuonyamhyɛ ho dwom; momma nʼayɛyie nyɛ animuonyamhyɛ!
3 Say unto God—How fearful in thy doings, Through the abounding of thy power, shall thy foes come cringing unto thee;
Monse Onyankopɔn sɛ, “Wo nneyɛɛ yɛ nwanwa wo tumi so na wʼatamfoɔ nyinaa de suro koto wʼanim.
4 All the earth, shall bow themselves down to thee, And sing praises unto thee, Shall praise in song thy Name. (Selah)
Asase nyinaa koto wo; wɔto ayɛyi dwom ma wo, wɔto dwom kamfo wo din.”
5 Come and see the doings of God, —Fearful in deed toward the sons of men:
Mommra mmɛhwɛ deɛ Onyankopɔn ayɛ; anwanwadeɛ a wayɛ wɔ nnipa mu.
6 He turned the sea into dry land, Through the stream, crossed they over on foot, There did we rejoice in him:
Ɔmaa ɛpo yɛɛ asase kesee; wɔnante twaa asuo no. Mommra na yɛnni ahurisie wɔ ne mu.
7 Who ruleth, in his might, unto times age abiding, His eyes, over the nations, keep watch, The rebellious, let them not exalt themselves. (Selah)
Ɔde ne tumi di ɔhene daa daa, na ɔde nʼani nso hwɛ aman so. Mma atuatefoɔ nsɔre ntia no.
8 Bless our God, O ye peoples, And cause to be heard, the sound of his praise; —
Ao aman nyinaa, monhyira yɛn Onyankopɔn, momma wɔnte mo nkamfo no nnyegyeɛ.
9 Who hath set our soul among the living, And hath not suffered, our foot, to slip.
Wahwɛ yɛn nkwa so na wamma yɛn nan anwatiri.
10 For thou didst prove us, O God, Thou didst refine us, according to the refining of silver:
Na wo, Ao Onyankopɔn, wosɔɔ yɛn hwɛeɛ; na wohoaa yɛn ho sɛ dwetɛ.
11 Thou didst bring us into the hunter’s net, Thou didst lay a load upon our loins;
Wode yɛn kɔguu nneduadan mu na wode nneɛma a ɛyɛ duru too yɛn akyi.
12 Thou didst let men ride at our head; We went into fire and into water, But thou didst bring us forth into freedom.
Womaa yɛn atamfoɔ twi faa yɛn so; yɛfaa ogya ne nsuo mu, nanso wode yɛn baa baabi a nnepa abu so.
13 I will enter thy house with ascending-sacrifices, I will pay unto thee my vows,
Mede ɔhyeɛ afɔdeɛ bɛba wʼasɔredan mu na madi ɛbɔ a mahyɛ wo no so,
14 Which my lips uttered, And my mouth spake, in my distress.
ɛbɔ a mʼano fafa hyɛeɛ na mʼano kaaeɛ ɛberɛ a na mewɔ ɔhaw mu no.
15 Ascending-sacrifices of fatlings, will I cause to ascend unto thee, With the perfume of rams, I will offer bulls, with he-goats. (Selah)
Mede mmoa a wɔadɔ sradeɛ bɛbɔ afɔdeɛ ama wo nnwennini ayɛyɛdeɛ; mede anantwinini ne mpapo bɛbɔ afɔdeɛ.
16 Come! hearken—that I may recount, all ye reverers of God, What he hath done for my soul: —
Mommra mmɛtie, mo a mosuro Onyankopɔn nyinaa; momma menka deɛ wayɛ ama me nkyerɛ mo.
17 Unto him—with my mouth, did I cry, And high praise was under my tongue.
Mede mʼano su frɛɛ no; na me tɛkrɛma yii no ayɛ.
18 If, iniquity, I had cared for in my heart, My Lord, had not heard me!
Sɛ mede bɔne hyɛɛ mʼakomam a, anka Awurade antie me.
19 But in truth, God hath heard, He hath attended to the voice of my prayer.
Nanso, nokorɛm, Onyankopɔn atie me, wate me mpaeɛbɔ.
20 Blessed be God, Who hath not turned away my prayer, Nor his own lovingkindness from me.
Nhyira nka Onyankopɔn, a wampo me mpaeɛbɔ na wanyi nʼadɔeɛ amfiri me so.
