Psalms 108
1 The song of `the salm of Dauid. Min herte is redi, God, myn herte is redi; Y schal singe, and Y schal seie salm in my glorie.
Dawid dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn, mʼakoma atɔ me yam; mede me kra nyinaa bɛto wʼayɛyie dwom.
2 My glorie, ryse thou vp, sautrie and harp, rise thou vp; Y schal rise vp eerli.
Monyane, sankuo ne bɛnta! Mɛnyane anɔpahema.
3 Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee among puplis; and Y schal seie salm to thee among naciouns.
Ao Awurade, mɛkamfo wo wɔ aman no mu; mɛto wo ho dwom wɔ nnipa no mu.
4 For whi, God, thi merci is greet on heuenes; and thi treuthe is til to the cloudis.
Wʼadɔeɛ so, ɛkorɔn sene ɔsoro; wo nokorɛdie duru ewiem.
5 God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie ouer al erthe.
Ao Onyankopɔn, ɛsɛ sɛ wɔma wo so tra ɔsoro, na ama wʼanimuonyam aba asase nyinaa so.
6 That thi derlingis be delyuerid, make thou saaf with thi riythond, and here me; God spak in his hooli.
Fa wo nsa nifa gye yɛn na boa yɛn, na ama wɔn a wodɔ wɔn no anya nkwa.
7 I schal make ful out ioye, and Y schal departe Siccimam; and Y schal mete the grete valei of tabernaclis.
Onyankopɔn akasa afiri ne kronkronbea sɛ, “Nkonim mu na mɛkyɛ Sekem mu na masusu Sukot Bɔnhwa.
8 Galaad is myn, and Manasses is myn; and Effraym is the vptaking of myn heed. Juda is my king; Moab is the caudron of myn hope.
Gilead yɛ me dea; Manase nso saa ara; Efraim yɛ me dadeɛ kyɛ, Yuda yɛ mʼahempoma.
9 In to Ydume Y schal stretche forth my scho; aliens ben maad frendis to me.
Moab yɛ me dwaresɛn, Edom so na meto me mpaboa guo; Filistia so na mebɔ ose.”
10 Who schal lede me forth in to a stronge citee; who schal lede me forth til in to Idume?
Hwan na ɔde me bɛkɔ kuropɔn a wɔabɔ ho ban no mu? Hwan na ɔbɛdi mʼanim akɔ Edom?
11 Whether not thou, God, that hast put vs awei; and, God, schalt thou not go out in oure vertues?
Ao Onyankopɔn, ɛnyɛ wo na woapo yɛn? Wo ne yɛn nsraadɔm renkɔ ɔsa bio anaa?
12 Yyue thou help to vs of tribulacioun; for the heelthe of man is veyn.
Boa yɛn tia ɔtamfoɔ no, na ɔdasani mmoa nka hwee.
13 We schulen make vertu in God; and he schal bringe oure enemyes to nouyt.
Onyankopɔn wɔ yɛn afa yi, yɛbɛdi nkonim, na ɔbɛtiatia yɛn atamfoɔ so. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ no.
