Psalms 70

1 To the Chief Musician. David’s. To call to Remembrance. [Be pleased] O God, to rescue me, O Yahweh, to help me—make haste.

Dawid adesrɛ dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn, yɛ ntɛm gye me nkwa; Ao Awurade bra ntɛm bɛboa me.

2 Let them turn pale and then at once blush, Who are seeking my life, —Let them draw back, and be confounded, Who are taking pleasure in my misfortune;

Ma wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ me kra no anim ngu ase na wɔnyɛ basaa; ma wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ me sɛeɛ no nyinaa mfa animguaseɛ nsane wɔn akyi.

3 Let them turn back, on account of their own shame, Who are saying, Aha! Aha!

Ma wɔn a wɔka, “Ɔtwea! Ɔtwea!” kyerɛ me no nsane wɔn akyi ɛsiane wɔn aniwuo enti.

4 Let all them be glad and rejoice in thee, Yea, let them, who are seekers of thee, —say continually, God be magnified! Who are lovers of thy salvation.

Nanso ma wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ wo nyinaa nsɛpɛ wɔn ho na wɔn ani nnye wɔ wo mu; ma wɔn a wɔdɔ wo nkwagyeɛ no nka da biara sɛ, “Onyankopɔn yɛ kɛseɛ!”

5 But, I, being humbled and needy, O God, haste to me, —My help and my deliverer, art thou, O Yahweh do not tarry.

Meyɛ ohiani a menni ɔboafoɔ; Ao Onyankopɔn, bra me nkyɛn ntɛm. Wo ne me ɔboafoɔ ne me gyefoɔ; Ao Awurade, ntwentwɛn wo nan ase.