Nnwom 11

1 Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Dawid dwom. Awurade mu na mede me werɛ ahyɛ. Adɛn na wutumi ka kyerɛ me se, “Tu te sɛ anomaa kɔ wo bepɔw so.

To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. In the LORD I put my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

2 Na hwɛ, amumɔyɛfo akuntun wɔn ta mu, na wɔde wɔn mmɛmma asisi ahama so sɛ wɔbɛtow wɔ sum mu de awɔ koma mu ahotefo.

For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may secretly shoot at the upright in heart.

3 Sɛ wɔresɛe fapem no a, dɛn na ɔtreneeni betumi ayɛ?”

If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?

4 Awurade wɔ nʼasɔredan kronkron no mu; Awurade te ne soro ahengua so. Ɔhwɛ nnipa mma, nʼani hwehwɛ wɔn mu.

The LORD is in his holy temple, the LORD’S throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.

5 Awurade hwehwɛ ɔtreneeni mu, na amumɔyɛfo ne wɔn a wɔpɛ basabasayɛ de, ne kra kyi wɔn.

The LORD trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.

6 Ɔbɛtɔ ogyatannaa ne sufre a ɛredɛw agu amumɔyɛfo so; na mframa a mu yɛ hyew bɛyɛ wɔn kyɛfa.

Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.

7 Awurade yɛ ɔtreneeni, na ɔpɛ atɛntrenee; wɔn a wɔteɛ no behu nʼanim.

For the righteous LORD loveth righteousness; his countenance beholdeth the upright.