Psalms 13

1 To the victorie of Dauid. Lord, hou long foryetist thou me in to the ende? hou long turnest thou awei thi face fro me?

Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Dawid dwom. Awurade enkosi da bɛn? Wo werɛ befi me afebɔɔ ana? Enkosi da bɛn na wode wʼanim behintaw me?

2 Hou long schal Y sette counsels in my soule; sorewe in my herte bi dai?

Enkosi da bɛn na mene mʼadwennwene bedi aperepere na awerɛhow ahyɛ me koma mu daa? Mʼatamfo nni me so nkonim nkosi da bɛn?

3 Hou long schal myn enemy be reisid on me?

Twa wʼani hwɛ me na bua me, Awurade, me Nyankopɔn. Ma mʼani so nyɛ hann, na manna owu nna.

4 My Lord God, biholde thou, and here thou me. Liytne thou myn iyen, lest ony tyme Y slepe in deth;

Me tamfo bɛka se, “Madi ne so nkonim.” Na mʼahohiahiafo bedi ahurusi bere a mahwe ase.

5 lest ony tyme myn enemye seie, Y hadde the maistri ayens hym. Thei, that troblen me, schulen haue ioie, if Y schal be stirid; forsothe Y hopide in thi merci.

Nanso mede me ho to wo dɔ a ɛnsa da no so; me koma di ahurusi wɔ wo nkwagye mu.

6 Myn herte schal fulli haue ioie in thin helthe; Y schal synge to the Lord, that yyueth goodis to me, and Y schal seie salm to the name of the hiyeste Lord.

Mɛto dwom ama Awurade, efisɛ ɔne me adi no yiye.