Psalms 143
1 The salm of Dauid. Lord, here thou my preier, with eeris perseyue thou my biseching; in thi treuthe here thou me, in thi riytwisnesse.
Dawid dwom. Awurade, tie me mpaebɔ, tie me mmɔborɔsu; fi wo nokwaredi ne trenee mu bra bɛboa me.
2 And entre thou not in to dom with thi seruaunt; for ech man lyuynge schal not be maad iust in thi siyt.
Mfa wʼakoa nkɔ atemmu mu, na ɔteasefo biara nteɛ wɔ wʼanim.
3 For the enemy pursuede my soule; he made lowe my lijf in erthe. He hath set me in derk placis, as the deed men of the world,
Ɔtamfo no taa me, ɔbɔ me hwe fam; ɔma me tena sum mu te sɛ wɔn a wowuwuu dedaada.
4 and my spirit was angwischid on me; myn herte was disturblid in me.
Ɛno nti me honhom atɔ beraw wɔ me mu; na me koma di yaw wɔ me mu.
5 I was myndeful of elde daies, Y bithouyte in alle thi werkis; Y bithouyte in the dedis of thin hondis.
Mekae tete nna no; midwinnwen wo nnwuma ne nea wo nsa ayɛ nyinaa ho.
6 I helde forth myn hondis to thee; my soule as erthe with out water to thee.
Mema me nsa so kyerɛ wo; wo ho sukɔm de me kra sɛ asase kesee.
7 Lord, here thou me swiftli; my spirit failide. Turne thou not a wei thi face fro me; and Y schal be lijk to hem that gon doun in to the lake.
Awurade, gye me so ntɛm; me honhom tɔ piti. Mfa wʼanim nhintaw me anyɛ saa a mɛyɛ sɛ wɔn a wɔkɔ amoa mu no.
8 Make thou erli thi merci herd to me; for Y hopide in thee. Make thou knowun to me the weie in which Y schal go; for Y reiside my soule to thee.
Ma mente wʼadɔe a ɛnsa da no ho asɛm daa anɔpa, na mede me ho ato wo so. Kyerɛ me ɔkwan a memfa so, na wo na mema me kra so kyerɛ.
9 Delyuere thou me fro myn enemyes, Lord, Y fledde to thee;
Awurade gye me fi mʼatamfo nsam, na wo mu na mede me ho hintaw.
10 teche thou me to do thi wille, for thou art my God. Thi good spirit schal lede me forth in to a riytful lond;
Kyerɛ me na menyɛ wʼapɛde, na wo ne me Nyankopɔn; ma wo honhom pa no nkogya me asasetaw so.
11 Lord, for thi name thou schalt quikene me in thin equite. Thou schalt lede my soule out of tribulacioun;
Awurade, wo din nti, kyɛe me nkwa so; wo trenee mu, yi me fi ɔhaw mu.
12 and in thi merci thou schalt scatere alle myn enemyes. And thou schalt leese alle them, that troublen my soule; for Y am thi seruaunt.
Fi wʼadɔe a ɛnsa da no mu mua mʼatamfo ano; na sɛe wɔn a wokyi me no nyinaa, na meyɛ wo somfo.
