Psalms 35
1 `To Dauid. Lord, deme thou hem, that anoien me; ouercome thou hem, that fiyten ayens me.
Dawid dwom. Awurade wo ne wɔn a wɔne me di asi no nni asi; ko tia wɔn a wɔko tia me.
2 Take thou armeris and scheeld; and rise vp into help to me.
Fa wo nkatabo ne wʼakode; na sɔre bra bɛboa me.
3 Schede out the swerd, and close togidere ayens hem that pursuen me; seie thou to my soule, Y am thin helthe.
Twe peaw ne abonnua wɔ wɔn a wɔtaa me no so. Ka kyerɛ me kra se, “Mene wʼagyenkwa.”
4 Thei that seken my lijf; be schent, and aschamed. Thei that thenken yuels to me; be turned awei bacward, and be schent.
Wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ wokum me no, ma wɔn anim ngu ase; wɔn a wɔbɔ me sɛe ho pɔw no, ma wɔmfa aniwu nsan wɔn akyi.
5 Be thei maad as dust bifor the face of the wynd; and the aungel of the Lord make hem streit.
Ma wɔnyɛ sɛ ntɛtɛ a mframa bɔ gu wɔn a Awurade bɔfo repam wɔn no.
6 Her weie be maad derknesse, and slydirnesse; and the aungel of the Lord pursue hem.
Ma wɔn akwan so nnuru sum na ɛso ɛnyɛ toro, na Awurade bɔfo ntaa wɔn.
7 For with out cause thei hidden to me the deth of her snare; in veyn thei dispisiden my soule.
Esiane sɛ wɔde ɔtan sum me afiri kwa, na wotuu amoa maa me a menyɛɛ wɔn hwee no nti
8 The snare which he knoweth not come to hym, and the takyng which he hidde take hym; and fall he in to the snare in that thing.
ma ɔsɛe mmefu wɔn mu na ɔtan no a wɔde hintaw no nyi wɔn, na ma wɔnhwe amoa no mu nsɛe.
9 But my soule schal fulli haue ioye in the Lord; and schal delite on his helthe.
Afei me kra ani begye wɔ Awurade mu na wasɛpɛw ne ho wɔ ne nkwagye mu.
10 Alle my boonys schulen seie, Lord, who is lijk thee? Thou delyuerist a pore man fro the hond of his strengere; a nedi man and pore fro hem that diuersely rauischen hym.
Me nipadua nyinaa bɛteɛ mu aka se, “Hena na ɔte sɛ wo, Awurade? Wugye ohiani fi ahoɔdenfo nsam, ne nea onni bi fi apoobɔfo nsam.”
11 Wickid witnessis risynge axiden me thingis, whiche Y knewe not.
Adansekurumfo sɔre; wobisa me nneɛma a minnim ho hwee ho asɛm.
12 Thei yeldiden to me yuels for goodis; bareynnesse to my soule.
Wɔde bɔne tua papa a meyɛ so ka na wɔma me kra yɛ basaa.
13 But whanne thei weren diseseful to me; Y was clothid in an heire. I mekide my soule in fastyng; and my preier schal be turned `with ynne my bosum.
Nanso bere a wɔyaree no, mifuraa atweaatam na mede akɔnkyen brɛɛ me ho ase. Bere a me mpaebɔ ho mmuae nnya mmae no,
14 I pleside so as oure neiybore, as oure brother; Y was `maad meke so as morenynge and sorewful.
mekɔɔ so twaa adwo, sɛnea meyɛ ma mʼadamfo anaa onuabarima. Mede awerɛhow sii me ti ase te sɛ nea meregyam me na.
15 And thei weren glad, and camen togidere ayens me; turmentis weren gaderid on me, and Y knew not.
Nanso bere a mihintiw no wɔde anigye boaa wɔn ho ano; afowfo twaa me ho hyiae a minnim, na wodii me ho nseku a wɔantwa so da.
16 Thei weren scaterid, and not compunct, thei temptiden me, thei scornyden me with mowyng; thei gnastiden on me with her teeth.
Wɔde adwemmɔne dii me ho fɛw te sɛ nnipa a wonni nyamesu, wɔtwɛree wɔn se guu me so.
17 Lord, whanne thou schalt biholde, restore thou my soule fro the wickidnesse of hem; `restore thou myn oon aloone fro liouns.
Awurade, wobɛhwɛ wɔn akosi da bɛn? Gye me nkwa fi wɔn sɛe mu, gye me nkwa a ɛsom bo no fi saa gyata yi nsam.
18 I schal knowleche to thee in a greet chirche; Y schal herie thee in a sad puple.
Na mɛda wo ase wɔ guabɔ kɛse ase; wɔ nnipa dodow mu na mɛkamfo wo.
19 Thei that ben aduersaries wickidli to me, haue not ioye on me; that haten me with out cause, and bikenen with iyen.
Mma mʼatamfo a wɔtan me kwa no nhwɛ me haw nserew. Mma wɔn a menyɛɛ wɔn hwee nanso wɔtan me no mmfa adwene bɔne mmu me anikyiw.
20 For sotheli thei spaken pesibli to me; and thei spekynge in wrathfulnesse of erthe thouyten giles.
Wɔnnkasa asomdwoe so, na mmom, wɔde ntwatoso tia nnipa a wɔmpɛ wɔn ho asɛm wɔ asase yi so.
21 And thei maden large her mouth on me; thei seiden, Wel, wel! oure iyen han sien.
Wɔhwɛ me haw ka se, “Yiw! Yiw, yɛde yɛn ankasa ani ahu.”
22 Lord, thou hast seen, be thou not stille; Lord, departe thou not fro me.
Awurade, woahu na mmua wʼano. Ntwe wo ho nkɔ akyiri, Awurade.
23 Rise vp, and yyue tent to my doom; my God and my Lord, biholde in to my cause.
Nyan, sɔre na bɛbɔ me ho ban! Ka bi ma me, me Nyankopɔn ne mʼAwurade.
24 Mi Lord God, deme thou me bi thi riytfulnesse; and haue thei not ioye on me.
Di mʼasɛm ma me wɔ wo trenee no mu, Awurade me Nyankopɔn; mma wɔnnhwɛ me haw nserew.
25 Seie thei not in her hertis, Wel, wel, to oure soule; nether seie thei, We schulen deuoure hym.
Mma wɔnnwene nka se, “Yiw, nea yɛpɛ ni!” anaa wɔnnka se, “Yɛanya no.”
26 Shame thei, and drede thei togidere; that thanken for myn yuels. Be thei clothid with schame and drede; that speken yuele thingis on me.
Ma wɔn a wɔhwɛ me haw serew me wɔ mʼahohiahia mu no nyinaa anim ngu ase na wɔnyɛ basaa; ma wɔn a wodi me so akokurokosɛm no nhyɛ aniwu ne animguase atade.
27 Haue thei ful ioie, and be thei glad that wolen my riytfulnesse; and seie thei euere, The Lord be magnyfied, whiche wolen the pees of his seruaunt.
Ma wɔn a wodi ahurusi wɔ me bembu ho no mfa anigye ne ahosɛpɛw nteɛ mu bere nyinaa mu; ma wɔnka se, “Momma Awurade so, ɔno na nʼani gye ne somfo yiyedi ho.”
28 And my tunge schal bithenke thi riytfulnesse; al day thin heriyng.
Me tɛkrɛma bɛka wo trenee, ne wʼayeyi, da mu nyinaa. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo.
