Psalms 40
1 For victorie, the song of Dauid. Y abidynge abood the Lord; and he yaf tent to me.
Dawid dwom. Mede boasetɔ twɛnee Awurade; na ɔhwɛɛ me, na ɔtee me sufrɛ.
2 And he herde my preieris; and he ledde out me fro the lake of wretchidnesse, and fro the filthe of draft. And he ordeynede my feet on a stoon; and he dresside my goyngis.
Ɔyii me firii amena a emu yɛ toro mu, firii dɔteɛ ne atɛkyɛ mu; ɔde me nan sii ɔbotan so na ɔmaa me baabi pa gyinaeɛ.
3 And he sente in to my mouth a newe song; a song to oure God. Many men schulen se, and schulen drede; and schulen haue hope in the Lord.
Ɔde dwom foforɔ hyɛɛ mʼanom, ayɛyi dwom a yɛde ma yɛn Onyankopɔn. Bebree bɛhunu na wɔasuro na wɔde wɔn werɛ ahyɛ Awurade mu.
4 Blessid is the man, of whom the name of the Lord is his hope; and he bihelde not in to vanitees, and in to false woodnesses.
Nhyira ne onipa a ɔde Awurade yɛ nʼahotɔsoɔ, deɛ ɔmfa nʼani nto ahomasoɔ so, ne wɔn a wɔmane di anyame huhuo akyi.
5 Mi Lord God, thou hast maad thi merueils manye; and in thi thouytis noon is, that is lijk thee. I teld, and Y spak; and thei ben multiplied aboue noumbre.
Ao Awurade me Onyankopɔn woayɛ anwanwadeɛ bebree. Nneɛma a wohyehyɛ maa yɛn no obiara ntumi nka ne nyinaa nkyerɛ wo; sɛ meka sɛ mereka ne nyinaa ho asɛm a ɛbɛdɔɔso dodo.
6 Thou noldist sacrifice and offryng; but thou madist perfitli eeris to me. Thou axidist not brent sacrifice, and sacrifice for synne;
Wompɛ afɔrebɔ ne ayɛyɛdeɛ, woabue mʼaso ama mahunu; woampɛ ɔhyeɛ afɔdeɛ ne bɔne afɔdeɛ.
7 thanne Y seide, Lo! Y come. In the heed of the book it is writun of me,
Na mekaa sɛ “Mewɔ ha, merebɛyɛ deɛ wopɛ sɛ meyɛ, sɛdeɛ wɔatwerɛ afa me ho wɔ Mmara nwoma no mu no.
8 that Y schulde do thi wille; my God, Y wolde; and thi lawe in the myddis of myn herte.
Ao me Onyankopɔn, mepɛ sɛ meyɛ wʼapɛdeɛ; mede wo mmara ahyɛ mʼakoma mu.”
9 I telde thi riytfulnesse in a greet chirche; lo! Y schal not refreine my lippis, Lord, thou wistist.
Meka wo tenenee ho asɛm wɔ dwabɔ kɛseɛ ase; meremmua mʼano, Ao Awurade, sɛdeɛ wonim no.
10 I hidde not thi riytfulnesse in myn herte; Y seide thi treuthe and thin helthe. I hidde not thi mercy and thi treuthe; fro a myche counsel.
Meremfa wo tenenee ho asɛm nsie mʼakoma mu; meka wo nokorɛ ne wo nkwagyeɛ ho asɛm. Mankata wʼadɔeɛ ne wo nokorɛ so wɔ dwabɔ kɛseɛ no ase.
11 But thou, Lord, make not fer thi merciful doyngis fro me; thi mercy and treuthe euere token me vp.
Ao Awurade, nyi wʼahummɔborɔ mfiri me so; ma wʼadɔeɛ ne wo nokorɛ mmɔ me ho ban daa.
12 For whi yuels, of whiche is no noumbre, cumpassiden me; my wickidnessis token me, and y myyte not, that Y schulde se. Tho ben multiplied aboue the heeris of myn heed; and myn herte forsook me.
Ɔhaw bebree atwa me ho ahyia; mʼamumuyɛ abu afa me so enti menhunu adeɛ bio. Ɛdɔɔso sene me tiri so nwi, na mʼakoma aboto wɔ me mu.
13 Lord, plese it to thee, that thou delyuere me; Lord, biholde thou to helpe me.
Ao Awurade, ma ɛnsɔ wʼani sɛ wobɛboa me; Ao Awurade, bra ntɛm bɛboa me.
14 Be thei schent, and aschamed togidere; that seken my lijf, to take awei it. Be thei turned abac, and be thei schamed; that wolen yuels to me.
Wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ wɔkum me no nyinaa, ma wɔn anim ngu ase na wɔnyɛ basaa; ma wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ mesɛeɛ no, wɔmfa aniwuo nsane wɔn akyi.
15 Bere thei her confusioun anoon; that seien to me, Wel! wel! `that is, in scorn.
Wɔn a wɔka “Ɔtwea! Ɔtwea!” kyerɛ me no, ma wɔn ho nnwiri wɔn wɔ wɔn ankasa animguaseɛ ho.
16 Alle men that seken thee, be fulli ioyful, and be glad on thee; and seie thei, that louen thin helthe, The Lord be magnyfied euere.
Nanso ma wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ wo nyinaa ani nnye na wɔnni ahurisie wɔ wo mu; ma wɔn a wɔdɔ wo nkwagyeɛ no nka daa sɛ, “Momma Awurade so!”
17 Forsothe Y am a beggere and pore; the Lord is bisi of me. Thou arte myn helpere and my defendere; my God, tarie thou not.
Nanso meyɛ ohiani ne mmɔborɔni; ma Awurade nnwene me ho. Wone me ɔboafoɔ ne me gyefoɔ; Ao me Onyankopɔn, bra ntɛm. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ.
