Psalms 43

1 God, deme thou me, and departe thou my cause fro a folc not hooli; delyuere thou me fro a wickid man, and gileful.

Me Nyankopɔn, bu me bem, na ka mʼasɛm a etia ɔman a wonsuro wo no ma me; gye me fi nnaadaafo ne amumɔyɛfo nsam.

2 For thou art God, my strengthe; whi hast thou put me abac, and whi go Y soreuful, while the enemy turmentith me?

Woyɛ Onyankopɔn, mʼabandennen. Adɛn nti na woapo me? Adɛn nti na ɛsɛ sɛ menantenantew twa adwo mʼatamfo nhyɛso nti?

3 Sende out thi liyt, and thi treuthe; tho ledden me forth, and brouyten in to thin hooli hil, and in to thi tabernaclis.

Soma wo hann ne wo nokware ma wɔnkyerɛ me kwan; ma wɔmfa me mmra wo Bepɔw Kronkron no so, faako a wote no.

4 And Y schal entre to the auter of God; to God, that gladith my yongthe. God, my God, Y schal knowleche to thee in an harpe; my soule,

Afei, mɛkɔ Onyankopɔn afɔremuka anim, mʼanigye ne mʼahosɛpɛw Nyankopɔn nkyɛn. Mede sanku beyi wo ayɛ, Onyankopɔn, me Nyankopɔn.

5 whi art thou sory, and whi troblist thou me? Hope thou in God, for yit Y schal knouleche to hym; he is the helthe of my cheer, and my God.

Me kra, adɛn, na woabotow? Adɛn na woayɛ basaa wɔ me mu saa? Fa wo ho to Onyankopɔn so, na mɛkɔ so ayi no ayɛ, mʼAgyenkwa ne me Nyankopɔn.