Psalms 9
1 To the chief Musician upon Muthlabben, A Psalm of David. I will praise [thee], O LORD, with my whole heart; I will show forth all thy wonderful works.
Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Wɔto no sɛnea wɔto “Ɔba no wu”. Dawid dwom. Awurade, mefi me koma nyinaa mu ada wo ase. Mɛka wʼanwonwade no nyinaa.
2 I will be glad and rejoice in thee: I will sing praise to thy name, O thou most High.
Mɛma mʼani agye na madi ahurusi wɔ wo mu. Mɛto ayeyi dwom ama wo din, Ɔsorosoroni.
3 When my enemies are turned back, they shall fall and perish at thy presence.
Mʼatamfo san wɔn akyi; wɔtetew hwe, na wowuwu wɔ wʼanim.
4 For thou hast maintained my right and my cause; thou sattest on the throne judging right.
Woadi mʼasɛm ama me, na menya mʼahofadi; woatena wʼahengua so, abu atɛntrenee.
5 Thou hast rebuked the heathen, thou hast destroyed the wicked, thou hast put out their name for ever and ever.
Woatwe amanaman no aso, na woasɛe amumɔyɛfo. Woapepa wɔn din a wɔrenkae wɔn bio.
6 O thou enemy, destructions are come to a perpetual end: and thou hast destroyed cities; their memorial hath perished with them.
Ɔsɛe a enni awiei ato ɔtamfo no, woatutu wɔn nkuropɔn; na wɔnkae wɔn bio mpo.
7 But the LORD shall endure for ever: he hath prepared his throne for judgment.
Awurade di hene daa daa; wasi nʼatemmu ahengua.
8 And he shall judge the world in righteousness, he shall minister judgment to the people in uprightness.
Ɔde trenee bebu wiase atɛn; ɔde atɛntrenee bedi nnipa no so.
9 The LORD also will be a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble.
Awurade yɛ guankɔbea ma wɔn a wodi wɔn nya no, ɔyɛ abandennen wɔ ahohia mmere mu.
10 And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee: for thou, LORD, hast not forsaken them that seek thee.
Wɔn a wonim wo din no de wɔn ho bɛto wo so, efisɛ, wo Awurade, wunnyaw obiara a ɔhwehwɛ wo no mu da.
11 Sing praises to the LORD, who dwelleth in Zion: declare among the people his doings.
Monto ayeyi dwom mma Awurade a ɔte ahengua so wɔ Sion; mompae mu nka nea wayɛ wɔ amanaman no mu.
12 When he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them: he forgetteth not the cry of the humble.
Na ɔkae nea ɔtɔ mogya so were no; ommu nʼani ngu ɔbrɛfo sufrɛ so.
13 Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble [which I suffer] from them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:
Awurade, hwɛ sɛnea mʼatamfo teetee me! Hu me mmɔbɔ na yi me fi owu apon ano,
14 That I may show forth all thy praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in thy salvation.
na matumi apae mu aka wʼayeyi wɔ Ɔbabea Sion apon ano, na madi ahurusi wɔ wo nkwagye no mu hɔ.
15 The heathen are sunk down in the pit [that] they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.
Amanaman mufo atɔ amoa a wɔatu no mu; afiri a wosum hintaw no ayi wɔn anan.
16 The LORD is known [by] the judgment [which] he executeth: the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. (Higgaion, Selah)
Awurade atɛntrenee da no adi; amumɔyɛfo nsa ano adwuma ayi wɔn.
Amumɔyɛfo san kɔ ɔda mu, amanaman a wɔn werɛ fi Onyankopɔn nyinaa. (Sheol h7585)
18 For the needy shall not always be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall [not] perish for ever.
Nanso ɛnyɛ daa na ne werɛ befi ohiani, anaasɛ mmɔborɔni anidaso bɛyera korakora.
19 Arise, O LORD; let not man prevail: let the heathen be judged in thy sight.
Sɔre! Awurade, mma ɔdesani nni nkonim, bu amanaman no atɛn wɔ wʼanim.
20 Put them in fear, O LORD: [that] the nations may know themselves [to be but] men. (Selah)
Bɔ wɔn hu, Awurade; na ma wonhu sɛ, wɔyɛ adesa bi kɛkɛ.
