Nnwom 129

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

“A song of the degrees.” Many a time have they assailed me from my youth, so should Israel say;

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

Many a time have they assailed me from my youth: yet have they not prevailed against me.

3 Fɛntɛmfo afɛntɛm mʼakyi ayɛ wɔn nkɔmoa atenten.

Upon my back have ploughmen ploughed; they have drawn long their furrows:

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

[Yet] the Lord is righteous; he hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.

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

May all be put to shame and turned backward that hate Zion;

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

May they become like the grass of the roofs, which withereth before it is pulled up;

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

Wherewith the mower filleth not his hand; nor his arm he that bindeth sheaves.

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

Nor do they who pass by say, The blessing of the Lord be with you: we bless you in the name of the Lord.