Nnwom 138

1 Dawid de. Awurade, mede me koma nyinaa ayi wo ayɛ; mɛto wʼayeyi dwom wɔ “anyame” no anim.

A psalm of David. I thank you with my whole being; I sing your praises before the heavenly beings.

2 Mede mʼani bɛkyerɛ wʼasɔredan kronkron no, akotow wo na makamfo wo din wɔ wʼadɔe a enni huammɔ ne wo nokwaredi nti, efisɛ woama wʼahyɛde no so yiye; ama asen wo titiriwyɛ.

I bow down before your holy Temple, and I am thankful because of who you are—for your trustworthy love and faithfulness—and for the fact that your promises are even greater than what people expect of you.

3 Bere a misu frɛɛ wo no, wugyee me so; woma minyaa akokoduru ne nnamyɛ.

On the day I cried out to you for help, you answered me. You encouraged me and made me strong.

4 Awurade, sɛ ahemfo a wɔwɔ wiase nyinaa te nea woahyɛ no a, ma wɔnkamfo wo.

All the kings of the earth will praise you, Lord, for they have heard what you have said.

5 Ma wɔnto Awurade akwan ho nnwom, na Awurade anuonyam yɛ kɛse.

They will sing about what the Lord has done and about the great glory of the Lord.

6 Ɛwɔ mu sɛ Awurade wɔ ɔsorosoro de, nanso ɔhwɛ mmɔborɔfo, na ahantanfo de, ohu wɔn wɔ akyirikyiri.

Though the Lord is high above, he pays attention to the lowly; but he recognizes the proud a long way off.

7 Ɛwɔ mu sɛ menam ɔhaw mu de, nanso wobɔ me nkwa ho ban; woteɛ wo nsa wɔ mʼatamfo abufuw so, na wode wo nsa nifa gye me nkwa.

Even though I walk into a great deal of trouble, you protect me. You reach out to defend me from the anger of those who hate me—your strong hand saves me.

8 Awurade bɛma nea wahyehyɛ ama me no aba mu; Awurade, wʼadɔe wɔ hɔ daa, nnyaa wo nsa ano nnwuma akyidi. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo.

The Lord vindicates me! Lord, your trustworthy love lasts forever! Don't give up on what you have made!