Nnwom 129

1 Ɔsoroforo dwom. “Wɔahyɛ me so pii afi me mmofraase, ma Israel nka ɛ.

A song of degrees. They haue often times afflicted me from my youth (may Israel nowe say)

2 “Wɔahyɛ me so pii afi me mmofraase, nanso wontumi nnii me so nkonim ɛ.

They haue often times afflicted me from my youth: but they could not preuaile against me.

3 Fɛntɛmfo afɛntɛm mʼakyi ayɛ wɔn nkɔmoa atenten.

The plowers plowed vpon my backe, and made long furrowes.

4 Nanso Awurade yɛ ɔtreneeni; watwitwa amumɔyɛfo hama afi me ho ama made me ho.”

But the righteous Lord hath cut the cordes of the wicked.

5 Ma wɔn a wɔtan Sion nyinaa mfa animguase nsan wɔn akyi.

They that hate Zion, shalbe all ashamed and turned backward.

6 Ma wɔnnyɛ sɛ sare a ɛwɔ ɔdan atifi, a ennyin na ɛhyew;

They shalbe as the grasse on the house tops, which withereth afore it commeth forth.

7 na nnɔbaetwafo ntumi nnya biribi mfi mu nhyɛ ne nsa ma, na nea ɔboaboa ano nso nnya hwee nhyɛ nʼabasa ma.

Whereof the mower filleth not his hand, neither the glainer his lap:

8 Mma wɔn a wotwa mu wɔ hɔ no nka se, “Awurade nhyira mmra mo so; yehyira mo wɔ Awurade din mu.”

Neither they, which go by, say, The blessing of the Lord be vpon you, or, We blesse you in the Name of the Lord.