Psalms 54

1 To the choirmaster with stringed instruments a poem of David. When came the Ziphites and they said to Saul ¿ not [is] David hiding himself with us. O God by name your save me and by strength your you will vindicate me.

Dawid “maskil” dwom. Ɔtoo no bere a Sififo kɔka kyerɛɛ Saulo se, “Dawid abehintaw wɔ yɛn mu.” Ao, Onyankopɔn, gye me wɔ wo din mu; fa wo tumi bu me bem.

2 O God hear prayer my give ear! to [the] words of mouth my.

Ao, Onyankopɔn, tie me mpaebɔ; tie mʼanom nsɛm.

3 For strangers - they have risen up on me and ruthless [people] they have sought life my not they have set God to before themselves (Selah)

Ahɔho retow ahyɛ me so. Atirimɔdenfo rehwehwɛ me akum me; nnipa a wɔmmfa Onyankopɔn nyɛ hwee.

4 Here! God [is] a helper of me [the] Lord [is] [those who] sustain life my.

Ampa ara, Onyankopɔn ne me boafo; Awurade ne me hwɛfo.

5 (May he bring back *Q(K)*) the evil to enemies my in faithfulness your destroy them.

Ma mmusu nkyim mmra wɔn a wodi me ho nseku no so; wo nokwaredi mu, sɛe wɔn.

6 In voluntariness I will sacrifice to you I will give thanks to name your O Yahweh for [it is] good.

Mefi me pɛ mu abɔ afɔre ama wo; Awurade, meyi wo din ayɛ, efisɛ eye.

7 For from every trouble he has delivered me and on enemies my it has looked eye my.

Woagye me afi me haw nyinaa mu, na mʼani ahu nkonimdi wɔ mʼatamfo so. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Wɔde sanku na ɛto.