Psalms 6

1 To the Overseer with stringed instruments, on the octave. — A Psalm of David. O Jehovah, in Thine anger reprove me not, Nor in Thy fury chastise me.

Dawid dwom. Awurade nka mʼanim wɔ wʼabufuw mu, na ntwe mʼaso nso wɔ wʼabufuwhyew mu.

2 Favour me, O Jehovah, for I [am] weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,

Hu me mmɔbɔ, Awurade, efisɛ meyɛ mmrɛw; Awurade sa me yare na me nnompe wɔ ahoyeraw mu.

3 And my soul hath been troubled greatly, And Thou, O Jehovah, till when?

Me kra wɔ ahohia mu. Enkosi da bɛn, Ao Awurade, enkosi da bɛn?

4 Turn back, O Jehovah, draw out my soul, Save me for Thy kindness' sake.

San bra, Awurade, na begye me nkwa; gye me, wo dɔ a enni nhuammɔ no nti.

5 For there is not in death Thy memorial, In Sheol, who doth give thanks to Thee? (Sheol h7585)

Obi a wawu no renkae wo da, hena na ofi ɔda mu kamfo wo? (Sheol h7585)

6 I have been weary with my sighing, I meditate through all the night [on] my bed, With my tear my couch I waste.

Apinisi ama mayɛ mmerɛw. Anadwo mu nyinaa mede agyaadwotwa fɔw me mpa, na me nusu fɔw me sumii.

7 Old from provocation is mine eye, It is old because of all mine adversaries,

Awerɛhow ama mʼani so ayɛ me kusuu. Ɛredum; mʼatamfo nyinaa nti.

8 Turn from me all ye workers of iniquity, For Jehovah heard the voice of my weeping,

Mo nnebɔneyɛfo, montwe mo ho mfi me ho! efisɛ Awurade ate me sufrɛ.

9 Jehovah hath heard my supplication, Jehovah my prayer receiveth.

Awurade ate me mmɔborɔsu; Awurade tie me sufrɛ.

10 Ashamed and troubled greatly are all mine enemies, They turn back — ashamed [in] a moment!

Mʼatamfo nyinaa anim begu ase na wɔn ho adwiriw wɔn; na wɔapatuw de fɛre asan wɔn akyi.