Psalms 65
1 For the chief musician. A psalm. A song of David. For you, God in Zion, our praise waits; our vows will be carried out to you.
Dawid dwom. Yɛn Nyankopɔn, ayeyi retwɛn wo wɔ Sion, na yebedi yɛn bɔ a yɛahyɛ wo no so.
2 You who hear prayer, to you all flesh will come.
Wo a woyɛ mpaebɔ tiefo, wo nkyɛn na nnipa nyinaa bɛba.
3 Iniquities prevail against us; as for our transgressions, you will forgive them.
Bere a yɛn bɔne menee yɛn no, wo na wode yɛn mmarato kyɛɛ yɛn.
4 Blessed is the man whom you choose to bring near to you so that he may live in your courts. We will be satisfied with the goodness of your house, your holy temple.
Nhyira nka wɔn a wuyi wɔn ma wɔbɛn wo sɛ wɔntena wʼadiwo hɔ! Nneɛma pa a ɛwɔ wo fi ahyɛ yɛn ma, nea ɛwɔ wʼasɔredan kronkron mu no.
5 In righteousness you will answer us by doing amazing things, God of our salvation; you who are hope of all the ends of the earth and of those who are far across the sea.
Wode trenee nnwuma a ɛyɛ nwonwa ma yɛn mmuae, Onyankopɔn, yɛn agyenkwa, asase so mmaa nyinaa anidaso ne po so akyirikyiri nso.
6 For it is you who made the mountains firm, you who are belted with strength.
Wonam wo tumi so yɛɛ mmepɔw de daa wʼahoɔden adi.
7 It is you who quiet the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the commotion of the peoples.
Wudwudwoo po asorɔkye ano, asorɔkye no mmobɔwee, ne amanaman no hooyɛ.
8 Those who live in the uttermost parts of the earth are afraid of the evidence of your deeds; you make the east and the west rejoice.
Wɔn a wɔte akyirikyiri no suro wʼanwonwade; faako a ade kye, nea anwummere yera, wofrɛ ahurusi nnwom wɔ hɔ.
9 You come to help the earth; you water it; you greatly enrich it; the river of God is full of water; you provide mankind grain when you have prepared the earth.
Wohwɛ asase no gugu so nsu; woma no yɛ asase pa ma ɛboro so. Wode nsu hyɛ Onyankopɔn nsuwansuwa ma sɛnea ɛbɛma nnipa no aduan, efisɛ saa ne nea woahyɛ.
10 You water its furrows abundantly; you settle down the furrows' ridges; you make them soft with rain showers; you bless the sprouts between them.
Wofɔw nea woafuntum hɔ no fɔkyee na wokaa nkɔmoa no kataa so; wode nsu petee so ma no yɛɛ bɛtɛɛ na wuhyiraa so afifide.
11 You crown the year with your goodness, and your wagon tracks overflow with abundance.
Wode nnɔbae bebree wiee afe no, na wo nteaseɛnam yɛɛ ma buu so.
12 The pastures in the wilderness drip with dew, and the hills are clothed with joy.
Sare so nwura dɔɔso na anigye baa nkoko so.
13 The pastures are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered over with grain; they shout for joy, and they sing.
Nguankuw ahyɛ adidibea hɔ ma na awi akata aku no so; wɔbɔ ose, to ahosɛpɛw dwom. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo.
