Psalms 88
1 The song of salm, to the sones of Chore, to victorie on Mahalat, for to answere, the lernyng of Heman Ezraite. Lord God of myn helthe; Y criede in dai and nyyt bifore thee.
Kora mma dwom a wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo sɛ wɔnto no “Mahalat Leannot” sanku so. Esrahini Heman ɔhaw ne amanehunu dwom. Awurade, woyɛ me nkwagye Nyankopɔn misu wɔ wʼanim adekyee ne adesae.
2 Mi preier entre bifore thi siyt; bowe doun thin eere to my preier.
Ma me mpaebɔ nnu wʼanim; brɛ wʼaso ase tie me sufrɛ.
Ɔhaw ahyɛ me kra ma na me nkwa rebɛn owu. (Sheol h7585)
4 I am gessid with hem that goon doun in to the lake; Y am maad as a man with outen help,
Wɔkan me fra wɔn a wɔrekɔ ɔda mu no; mete sɛ obi a onni ahoɔden.
5 and fre among deed men. As men woundid slepinge in sepulcris, of whiche men noon is myndeful aftir; and thei ben put awei fro thin hond.
Wɔayi me asi nkyɛn wɔ awufo mu, te sɛ atɔfo a wɔdeda ɔda mu, wɔn a wonkae wɔn bio, na wonhwɛ wɔn bio.
6 Thei han put me in the lower lake; in derke places, and in the schadewe of deth.
Woatow me akyene ɔda ase tɔnn, wɔ sum kabii mu.
7 Thi strong veniaunce is confermed on me; and thou hast brouyt in alle thi wawis on me.
Wʼabufuwhyew ayɛ duru wɔ me so; woama wʼasorɔkye nyinaa abu afa me so.
8 Thou hast maad fer fro me my knowun; thei han set me abhomynacioun to hem silf. I am takun, and Y yede not out;
Woafa me nnamfonom a wɔbɛn me afi me nkyɛn woama me ho ayɛ wɔn ahi. Woaka me ahyɛ mu na mintumi nguan;
9 myn iyen weren sijk for pouert. Lord, Y criede to thee; al dai Y spredde abrood myn hondis to thee.
awerɛhow ama mʼani so ayɛ kusuu. Awurade misu frɛ wo da biara; metrɛw me nsam kyerɛ wo.
10 Whethir thou schalt do merueils to deed men; ether leechis schulen reise, and thei schulen knouleche to thee?
Woyɛ anwonwade kyerɛ awufo ana? Wɔn a wɔawuwu no sɔre kamfo wo ana?
11 Whether ony man in sepulcre schal telle thi merci; and thi treuthe in perdicioun?
Wɔka wʼadɔe ho asɛm wɔ ɔda mu, anaasɛ wo nokware ho asɛm wɔ ɔsɛe kurom ana?
12 Whether thi merueilis schulen be knowun in derknessis; and thi riytfulnesse in the lond of foryetyng?
Wohu wʼanwonwade wɔ beae a hɔ aduru sum, anaa wo trenee nnwuma no wɔ awerɛfiri asase so ana?
13 And, Lord, Y criede to thee; and erli my preier schal bifor come to thee.
Nanso Awurade, misu frɛ wo sɛ boa me; me mpaebɔ du wʼanim adekyee mu.
14 Lord, whi puttist thou awei my preier; turnest awei thi face fro me?
Adɛn, Awurade, na wopo me na wode wʼanim hintaw me?
15 I am pore, and in traueils fro my yongthe; sotheli Y am enhaunsid, and Y am maad low, and disturblid.
Mahu amane fi me mmofraase na mabɛn owu; wʼahunahuna ama mabrɛ na mapa abaw.
16 Thi wraththis passiden on me; and thi dredis disturbliden me.
Wʼabufuwhyew abu afa me so; wʼahunahuna asɛe me.
17 Thei cumpassiden me as watir al dai; thei cumpassiden me togidere.
Daa nyinaa wotwa me ho hyia sɛ nsuyiri, na wɔabu afa me so koraa.
18 Thou madist fer fro me a frend and neiybore; and my knowun fro wretchidnesse.
Woafa me yɔnkonom ne mʼadɔfo afi me nkyɛn kɔ; na sum ayɛ mʼadamfo a ɔbɛn me pɛɛ.
