Psalms 69
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Lilies.” By David. Save me, God, for the waters have come up to my neck!
Dawid dwom. Ao, Onyankopɔn, gye me nkwa na nsu no abɛdeda me kɔn mu.
2 I sink in deep mire, where there is no foothold. I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.
Meremem wɔ dontori a mu dɔ mu, wɔ baabi a mʼanan nnya sibea. Madu bun mu na nsu abu afa me so.
3 I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.
Mafrɛ abrɛ rehwehwɛ mmoa. Me mene mu ayow. Mʼani so ayɛ kusuu, na merehwehwɛ me Nyankopɔn.
4 Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head. Those who want to cut me off, being my enemies wrongfully, are mighty. I have to restore what I didn’t take away.
Wɔn a wɔtan me kwa no dɔɔso sen me ti so nwi; wɔn a wɔtan me kwa no dɔɔso, wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ sɛ wɔbɛsɛe me no. Wɔhyɛ me sɛ mennan nea minnwiae no mma.
5 God, you know my foolishness. My sins aren’t hidden from you.
Wo, Onyankopɔn, nim me nkwaseasɛm; mʼafɔdi nhintaw wo.
6 Don’t let those who wait for you be shamed through me, Lord Yahweh of Armies. Don’t let those who seek you be brought to dishonor through me, God of Israel.
Awurade, Awurade Tweduampɔn, mma wɔn a wɔn ani da wo so no, anim ngu ase esiane me nti, Awurade, Asafo Awurade; Israel Nyankopɔn, mma wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ wo no anim ngu ase esiane me nti.
7 Because for your sake, I have borne reproach. Shame has covered my face.
Wo nti migyina animka ano, na aniwu kata mʼanim.
8 I have become a stranger to my brothers, an alien to my mother’s children.
Mete sɛ ɔhɔho wɔ me nuanom mu, mete sɛ ɔmamfrani wɔ me na mmabarima mu,
9 For the zeal of your house consumes me. The reproaches of those who reproach you have fallen on me.
na wo fi ho mmɔdemmɔ hyɛ me so, wɔn a wɔbɔ wo ahohora no animtiaabu bɛda me so.
10 When I wept and I fasted, that was to my reproach.
Sɛ mitwa adwo na midi mmuada a wɔbɔ me ahohora;
11 When I made sackcloth my clothing, I became a byword to them.
sɛ mifura atweaatam a nnipa de me yɛ aserewde.
12 Those who sit in the gate talk about me. I am the song of the drunkards.
Wɔn a wɔtete ɔpon no ano no serew me, na akɔwensafo de me din to dwom.
13 But as for me, my prayer is to you, Yahweh, in an acceptable time. God, in the abundance of your loving kindness, answer me in the truth of your salvation.
Nanso mɛbɔ wo mpae, Awurade, wɔ wʼadom bere mu; wɔ wʼadɔe kɛse no nti, Ao, Onyankopɔn, fa wo nokware nkwagye no gye me so.
14 Deliver me out of the mire, and don’t let me sink. Let me be delivered from those who hate me, and out of the deep waters.
Yi me fi dontori no mu, mma memmem wɔ mu; gye me fi wɔn a wɔtan me no nsam, ne nsu bun mu.
15 Don’t let the flood waters overwhelm me, neither let the deep swallow me up. Don’t let the pit shut its mouth on me.
Mma nsu nnyiri mmfa me anaa bun mmene me anaa amoa nkata me so.
16 Answer me, Yahweh, for your loving kindness is good. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, turn to me.
Awurade, gye me so fi wʼadɔe a eye no mu; wʼadom nti, dan bɛhwɛ me.
17 Don’t hide your face from your servant, for I am in distress. Answer me speedily!
Mfa wʼanim nhintaw wo somfo; gye me so ntɛm, na mewɔ ɔhaw mu.
18 Draw near to my soul and redeem it. Ransom me because of my enemies.
Twiw bɛn me na gye me; gye me nkwa, mʼatamfo nti.
19 You know my reproach, my shame, and my dishonor. My adversaries are all before you.
Wunim sɛnea wɔkasa tia me, gu mʼanim ase na wotiatia mʼanim; wʼani tua mʼatamfo nyinaa.
20 Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness. I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; for comforters, but I found none.
Kasatia ahyɛ me koma so ama mayɛ sɛ obi a onni ɔboafo; mepɛɛ awerɛkyekye, nanso mannya bi, mepɛɛ ɔwerɛkyekyefo, nanso manhu bi.
21 They also gave me poison for my food. In my thirst, they gave me vinegar to drink.
Wɔde bɔnwoma guu mʼaduan mu, osukɔm dee me no, wɔmaa me nsa nwenweenwen.
22 Let their table before them become a snare. May it become a retribution and a trap.
Ma wɔn didipon a esi wɔn anim nyi wɔn sɛ afiri; ma ɛnyɛ akatua ne afide mma wɔn.
23 Let their eyes be darkened, so that they can’t see. Let their backs be continually bent.
Ma wɔn ani so nyɛ wɔn kusuu na wɔanhu ade, na ma wɔn akyi nkuntun afebɔɔ.
24 Pour out your indignation on them. Let the fierceness of your anger overtake them.
Hwie wʼabufuwhyew gu wɔn so; na ma wʼabufuw huhuhuhu no mmra wɔn so.
25 Let their habitation be desolate. Let no one dwell in their tents.
Ma wɔn fi nyɛ amamfo; mma obiara ntena wɔn ntamadan mu.
26 For they persecute him whom you have wounded. They tell of the sorrow of those whom you have hurt.
Wɔtaa wɔn a wupira wɔn no, wɔka wɔn a wupira wɔn no yawdi ho asɛm.
27 Charge them with crime upon crime. Don’t let them come into your righteousness.
Fa amumɔyɛ mu amumɔyɛ ho sobo bɔ wɔn; mma wonnya wo nkwagye mu kyɛfa.
28 Let them be blotted out of the book of life, and not be written with the righteous.
Pepa wɔn din fi nkwa nhoma no mu, mfa wɔn din nka atreneefo de ho.
29 But I am in pain and distress. Let your salvation, God, protect me.
Mewɔ ɔyaw ne ahohiahia mu; Onyankopɔn, ma wo nkwagye no mmɔ me ho ban.
30 I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving.
Mede dwonto beyi Onyankopɔn din ayɛ na mede aseda ahyɛ no anuonyam.
31 It will please Yahweh better than an ox, or a bull that has horns and hoofs.
Eyi bɛsɔ Awurade ani yiye asen nantwi, asen nantwinini a otua mmɛn na ɔwɔ tɔte.
32 The humble have seen it, and are glad. You who seek after God, let your heart live.
Mmɔborɔni behu na nʼani agye, mo a mohwehwɛ Onyankopɔn no koma benya nkwa.
33 For Yahweh hears the needy, and doesn’t despise his captive people.
Awurade tie wɔn a ade ahia wɔn, na ommu ne nkurɔfo nneduafo animtiaa.
34 Let heaven and earth praise him; the seas, and everything that moves therein!
Ma ɔsoro ne asase nkamfo no, po ne nea ɛkeka ne ho wɔ mu nyinaa,
35 For God will save Zion, and build the cities of Judah. They shall settle there, and own it.
efisɛ Onyankopɔn begye Sion nkwa na wakyekye Yuda nkuropɔn no bio. Afei nnipa bɛtena mu na ayɛ wɔn de;
36 The children also of his servants shall inherit it. Those who love his name shall dwell therein.
Nʼasomfo asefo na wɔbɛfa hɔ, na wɔn a wɔdɔ ne din no bɛtena hɔ. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo.
