Psalms 138

1 `To Dauith him silf. Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee in al myn herte; for thou herdist the wordis of my mouth. Mi God, Y schal singe to thee in the siyt of aungels;

Dawid de. Awurade, mede me koma nyinaa ayi wo ayɛ; mɛto wʼayeyi dwom wɔ “anyame” no anim.

2 Y schal worschipe to thin hooli temple, and Y schal knouleche to thi name. On thi merci and thi treuthe; for thou hast magnefied thin hooli name aboue al thing.

Mede mʼani bɛkyerɛ wʼasɔredan kronkron no, akotow wo na makamfo wo din wɔ wʼadɔe a enni huammɔ ne wo nokwaredi nti, efisɛ woama wʼahyɛde no so yiye; ama asen wo titiriwyɛ.

3 In what euere dai Y schal inwardli clepe thee, here thou me; thou schalt multipli vertu in my soule.

Bere a misu frɛɛ wo no, wugyee me so; woma minyaa akokoduru ne nnamyɛ.

4 Lord, alle the kingis of erthe knouleche to thee; for thei herden alle the wordis of thi mouth.

Awurade, sɛ ahemfo a wɔwɔ wiase nyinaa te nea woahyɛ no a, ma wɔnkamfo wo.

5 And singe thei in the weies of the Lord; for the glorie of the Lord is greet.

Ma wɔnto Awurade akwan ho nnwom, na Awurade anuonyam yɛ kɛse.

6 For the Lord is hiy, and biholdith meke thingis; and knowith afer hiy thingis.

Ɛwɔ mu sɛ Awurade wɔ ɔsorosoro de, nanso ɔhwɛ mmɔborɔfo, na ahantanfo de, ohu wɔn wɔ akyirikyiri.

7 If Y schal go in the myddil of tribulacioun, thou schalt quikene me; and thou stretchidist forth thin hond on the ire of myn enemyes, and thi riyt hond made me saaf.

Ɛwɔ mu sɛ menam ɔhaw mu de, nanso wobɔ me nkwa ho ban; woteɛ wo nsa wɔ mʼatamfo abufuw so, na wode wo nsa nifa gye me nkwa.

8 The Lord schal yelde for me, Lord, thi merci is with outen ende; dispise thou not the werkis of thin hondis.

Awurade bɛma nea wahyehyɛ ama me no aba mu; Awurade, wʼadɔe wɔ hɔ daa, nnyaa wo nsa ano nnwuma akyidi. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo.