Psalms 57
1 `In Ebreu thus, To the victorie, lese thou not the semeli song, `ether the `swete song of Dauid, `whanne he fledde fro the face of Saul in to the denne. `In Jeroms translacioun thus, For victorie, that thou lese not Dauid, meke and simple, whanne he fledde fro the face of Saul in to the denne. God, haue thou merci on me, haue thou merci on me; for my soule tristith in thee. And Y schal hope in the schadewe of thi wyngis; til wickidnesse passe.
Dawid dwom a ɔtooɛ ɛberɛ a ɔdwane firii Saulo nkyɛn kɔɔ ɔbodan no mu. Hu me mmɔbɔ, Ao Onyankopɔn, hunu me mmɔbɔ, na wo mu na me kra nya dwanekɔbea. Wo ntaban nwunu ase na mɛpɛ dwanekɔbea kɔsi sɛ amanehunu no bɛtwam.
2 I schal crye to God altherhiyeste; to God that dide wel to me.
Mesu frɛ Onyankopɔn, Ɔsorosoroni no; Onyankopɔn a ɔma ne pɛ ba mu wɔ me ho.
3 He sente fro heuene, and delyuerede me; he yaf in to schenschip hem that defoulen me. God sente his merci and his treuthe,
Ɔsoma firi soro hɔ bɛgye me nkwa, ɔka wɔn a wɔtaa me anibereɛ so no anim; Onyankopɔn soma ne dɔ ne ne nokorɛ.
4 and delyuerede my soule fro the myddis of whelpis of liouns; Y slepte disturblid. The sones of men, the teeth of hem ben armuris and arowis; and her tunge is a scharp swerd.
Agyata atwa me ho ahyia; meda mmoa a wɔwe ɛnam mono mu, nnipa a wɔn se te sɛ mpea ne mmɛmma na wɔn tɛkrɛma te sɛ akofena a ɛyɛ nnam.
5 God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie aboue al erthe.
Ao Onyankopɔn, woyɛ kɛseɛ wɔ ɔsorosoro hɔ; ma wʼanimuonyam nkata asase nyinaa so.
6 Thei maden redi a snare to my feet; and thei greetly boweden my lijf. Thei delueden a diche bifore my face; and thei felden doun in to it.
Wɔtrɛɛ asau mu de sum me nan afidie, ahohiahia brɛɛ me ase. Wɔtuu amena wɔ me kwan mu, nanso wɔn ankasa akɔtotɔ mu.
7 God, myn herte is redi, myn herte is redi; Y schal singe, and Y schal seie salm.
Ao Onyankopɔn, mʼakoma agyina pintinn, mʼakoma nhinhim; mɛto dwom na mayi wo ayɛ.
8 Mi glorie, rise thou vp; sautrie and harpe, rise thou vp; Y schal rise vp eerli.
Me kra nyane! Sankuo ne bɛnta, monnyane! Me nso mɛnyane anɔpahema.
9 Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee among puplis; and Y schal seie salm among hethene men.
Ao Awurade, mɛyi wo ayɛ wɔ amanaman no mu; mɛto wo ho dwom wɔ nnipa mu.
10 For thi merci is magnified til to heuenes; and thi treuthe til to cloudis.
Wo dɔ yɛ kɛseɛ na ɛduru ɔsorosoro; wo nokorɛ kɔka ewiem.
11 God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie ouer al erthe.
Ao Onyankopɔn, woyɛ kɛseɛ wɔ ɔsorosoro hɔ; ma wʼanimuonyam nkata asase nyinaa so. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Wɔto no sɛdeɛ wɔto “Mma Wɔnsɛe No” sankuo nne so.
