Psalms 44
1 To the Overseer. — By sons of Korah. An Instruction. O God, with our ears we have heard, Our fathers have recounted to us, The work Thou didst work in their days, In the days of old.
Kora mma “maskil” dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn, yɛde yɛn aso ate; yɛn agyanom aka akyerɛ yɛn; deɛ woyɛeɛ wɔ wɔn berɛ so, wɔ tete mmerɛ no mu.
2 Thou, [with] Thy hand, nations hast dispossessed. And Thou dost plant them. Thou afflictest peoples, and sendest them away.
Wode wo nsa pamoo amanaman no na wobɔɔ yɛn agyanom atenaseɛ; wodwerɛɛ nnipa no na womaa yɛn agyanom dii yie.
3 For, not by their sword Possessed they the land, And their arm gave not salvation to them, But Thy right hand, and Thine arm, And the light of Thy countenance, Because Thou hadst accepted them.
Ɛnyɛ wɔn akofena na wɔde nyaa asase no, na ɛnyɛ wɔn nsa na ɛmaa wɔn nkonimdie; ɛyɛ wo nsa nifa, wo basa, ne wʼanim hann, ɛfiri sɛ na wodɔ wɔn.
4 Thou [art] He, my king, O God, Command the deliverances of Jacob.
Woyɛ me Ɔhene ne me Onyankopɔn, deɛ ɔhyɛ nkonimdie ma Yakob.
5 By Thee our adversaries we do push, By Thy name tread down our withstanders,
Ɛnam wo so na yɛpamoo yɛn Atamfoɔ; wo din mu na yɛtiatia wɔn a wɔkyiri yɛn soɔ.
6 For, not in my bow do I trust, And my sword doth not save me.
Meremfa me ho nto mʼagyan so mʼakofena remfa nkonimdie mmrɛ me;
7 For Thou hast saved us from our adversaries, And those hating us Thou hast put to shame.
na wo na woma yɛdi yɛn atamfoɔ so. Wogu wɔn a wɔtane yɛn anim ase.
8 In God we have boasted all the day, And Thy name to the age we thank. (Selah)
Onyankopɔn mu na yɛhoahoa yɛn ho da mu nyinaa na yɛbɛkamfo wo din no daa daa.
9 In anger Thou hast cast off and causest us to blush, And goest not forth with our hosts.
Nanso seesei woapo yɛn abrɛ yɛn ase; wone yɛn asraafoɔ nnkɔ ɔsa bio.
10 Thou causest us to turn backward from an adversary, And those hating us, Have spoiled for themselves.
Woma yɛdwane firii ɛdɔm anim ma yɛn atamfoɔ fom yɛn agyapadeɛ.
11 Thou makest us food like sheep, And among nations Thou hast scattered us.
Woyii yɛn maa sɛ wɔnkum yɛn sɛ nnwan na woahwete yɛn wɔ amanaman no mu.
12 Thou sellest Thy people — without wealth, And hast not become great by their price.
Wotɔn wo nkurɔfoɔ fofoofo, na woannya mfasoɔ biara amfiri mu.
13 Thou makest us a reproach to our neighbours, A scorn and a reproach to our surrounders.
Woayɛ yɛn ahohoradeɛ ama yɛn afipamfoɔ, animtiabudeɛ ne aseredeɛ ama wɔn a atwa yɛn ho ahyia.
14 Thou makest us a simile among nations, A shaking of the head among peoples.
Woayɛ yɛn akasabɛbuo wɔ aman no mu na nnipa no woso wɔn ti de gu yɛn so.
15 All the day my confusion [is] before me, And the shame of my face hath covered me.
Mʼanimguaseɛ di mʼanim daa, na aniwuo akata mʼanim
16 Because of the voice of a reproacher and reviler, Because of an enemy and a self-avenger.
ɛsiane wɔn a wɔbɔ me ahohora na wɔkasa tia me de yi me ahi, ɛsiane ɔtamfoɔ a nʼani abre sɛ ɔbɛtɔ were no enti.
17 All this met us, and we did not forget Thee, Nor have we dealt falsely in Thy covenant.
Yeinom nyinaa too yɛn deɛ, nanso yɛn werɛ mfirii wo, na yɛmmuu wʼapam no nso so.
18 We turn not backward our heart, Nor turn aside doth our step from Thy path.
Yɛn akoma ntwe mfirii wo ho; na yɛn nan nso mmane mfirii wo kwan so.
19 But Thou hast smitten us in a place of dragons, And dost cover us over with death-shade.
Nanso wodwerɛɛ yɛn yɛɛ yɛn sakraman tuo na wode esum kabii kataa yɛn so.
20 If we have forgotten the name of our God, And spread our hands to a strange God,
Sɛ na yɛn werɛ afiri yɛn Onyankopɔn din anaa sɛ yɛatrɛ yɛn nsam akyerɛ ananafoɔ nyame a
21 Doth not God search out this? For He knoweth the secrets of the heart.
anka Onyankopɔn bɛhunu, ɛfiri sɛ ɔnim akoma mu ahintasɛm.
22 Surely, for Thy sake we have been slain all the day, Reckoned as sheep of the slaughter.
Nanso, wo enti, wɔkum yɛn daa nyinaa; wɔbu yɛn sɛ nnwan a wɔrekɔkum wɔn.
23 Stir up — why dost Thou sleep, O Lord? Awake, cast us not off for ever.
Nyane, Ao Awurade! Adɛn enti na wada? Keka wo ho! Nnya yɛn hɔ afebɔɔ.
24 Why Thy face hidest Thou? Thou forgettest our afflictions and our oppression,
Adɛn enti na wode wʼanim ahinta na wo werɛ firi yɛn ahohia ne nhyɛsoɔ?
25 For bowed to the dust hath our soul, Cleaved to the earth hath our belly.
Wɔabrɛ yɛn ase kɔ dɔteɛ mu na yɛn onipadua aka afam dɔteɛ.
26 Arise, a help to us, And ransom us for thy kindness' sake.
Sɔre bɛboa yɛn; wʼadɔeɛ a ɛnsa da no enti, gye yɛn. Wɔde “Sukooko” sankuo dwomtobea na ɛtoeɛ. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ.
