Psalms 74
1 Maschil of Asaph. O God, why hast thou cast [us] off for ever? [why] doth thy anger smoke against the sheep of thy pasture?
Asaf dwom. Ao, Onyankopɔn, adɛn nti na woapo yɛn koraa yi? Adɛn nti na wʼabufuw hyew wʼadidibea nguan?
2 Remember thy congregation, [which] thou hast purchased of old: the rod of thy inheritance, [which] thou hast redeemed; this mount Zion, in which thou hast dwelt.
Kae nkurɔfo a wotɔɔ wɔn teteete no, abusua a ɛyɛ wʼagyapade a wugyee wɔn no, Bepɔw Sion, faako a wote hɔ.
3 Lift up thy feet to the perpetual desolations; [even] all [that] the enemy hath done wickedly in the sanctuary.
Dan wʼanammɔntu kyerɛ saa nnwiriwii a ɛto ntwa da yi, ɔtamfo no de saa ɔsɛe yi nyinaa aba wo kronkronbea no so.
4 Thy enemies roar in the midst of thy congregations; they set up their ensigns [for] signs.
Wʼatamfo bobɔɔ mu wɔ faako a wuhyiaa yɛn no; wɔasisi wɔn mfrankaa sɛ agyiraehyɛde wɔ hɔ.
5 [A man] was famous according as he had lifted up axes upon the thick trees.
Wɔyɛɛ wɔn sɛ nnipa a wɔrehwim mmonnua de abubu nnua a ayɛ nkyɛkyerɛ.
6 But now they break down the carved work of it at once with axes and hammers.
Wɔde wɔn mmonnua ne nname bubuu nnua a wɔasen adi ho adwinni no.
7 They have cast fire into thy sanctuary, they have defiled [by casting down] the dwelling-place of thy name to the ground.
Wɔhyew wo kronkronbea no dwerɛbee; woguu faako a wo Din te no ho fi.
8 They said in their hearts, Let us destroy them together: they have burned up all the synagogues of God in the land.
Wɔkaa wɔ wɔn koma mu se, “Yebetiatia wɔn so ayɛ wɔn pasaa!” Wɔhyew baabiara a wɔsom Onyankopɔn wɔ asase no so.
9 We see not our signs: [there is] no more any prophet: neither [is there] among us any that knoweth how long.
Wɔmmaa yɛn nsɛnkyerɛnne a ɛyɛ nwonwa biara; adiyifo no asa, na yɛn mu biara nnim nna dodow a ebedi.
10 O God, how long shall the adversary reproach? shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?
Onyankopɔn, wʼatamfo bɛserew wo akosi da bɛn? Wɔn a wokyi wo no begu wo din ho fi daa ana?
11 Why withdrawest thou thy hand, even thy right hand? pluck [it] out of thy bosom.
Adɛn nti na woatwe wo nsa, wo nsa nifa no? Yi fi wʼatade mmobɔwee no mu na sɛe wɔn.
12 For God [is] my King of old, working salvation in the midst of the earth.
Nanso Onyankopɔn yɛ me hene fi tete; wode nkwagye ba asase so.
13 Thou didst divide the sea by thy strength: thou didst break the heads of the dragons in the waters.
Ɛyɛ wo na wode wo tumi paee po mu no; wopɛtɛw nsu mu ɔwɔ no ti.
14 Thou didst break the head of leviathan in pieces, [and] didst give him [to be] food to the people inhabiting the wilderness.
Wopɛtɛw Lewiatan no ti na wode no maa sare so abɔde sɛ wɔn aduan.
15 Thou didst cleave the fountain and the flood: thou didst dry up mighty rivers.
Wo na womaa nsuwa ne nsuti tuei; na womaa nsubɔnten a ɛsen yoyowee.
16 The day [is] thine, the night also [is] thine: thou hast prepared the light and the sun.
Adekyee wɔ wo na adesae nso yɛ wo dea; wode owia ne ɔsram sisii hɔ.
17 Thou hast set all the borders of the earth: thou hast made summer and winter.
Ɛyɛ wo na wototoo asase so ahye nyinaa; wobɔɔ ahohuru ne awɔw mmere.
18 Remember this, the enemy hath reproached, O LORD, and the foolish people have blasphemed thy name.
Awurade, kae sɛnea ɔtamfo no aserew wo, sɛnea nkwaseafo agu wo din ho fi.
19 O deliver not the soul of thy turtle dove to the multitude [of the wicked]: forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.
Mmfa wʼaborɔnoma nkwa mma nkekaboa; mma wo werɛ mfi wo nkurɔfo a wɔrehu amane no nkwa afebɔɔ.
20 Have respect to the covenant: for the dark places of the earth are full of the habitations of cruelty.
Ma wʼapam no ho nhia wo, efisɛ akakabensɛm ahyɛ asase no so sum mu ma.
21 O let not the oppressed return ashamed: let the poor and needy praise thy name.
Mma wɔn a wɔhyɛ wɔn so no mmfa animguase nsan; ma ahiafo ne mmɔborɔfo nkamfo wo din.
22 Arise, O God, plead thy own cause: remember how the foolish man reproacheth thee daily.
Ao, Onyankopɔn, ma wo ho so na ka wo ara wʼasɛm; kae sɛnea nkwaseafo serew wo da mu nyinaa.
23 Forget not the voice of thy enemies: the tumult of those that rise against thee increaseth continually.
Mmu wʼani ngu wɔn a wɔsɔre tia wo no nteɛteɛmu so, wʼatamfo gyegyeegyeyɛ a ɛkɔ soro daa no.
