Nnwom 144
1 Dawid de. Nkamfo nka Awurade, me Botan, nea ɔma me nsa akodi ho ntetewee, ne me nsateaa ma ɔsa.
A Psalme of David. Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth mine hands to fight, and my fingers to battell.
2 Ɔyɛ mʼadɔe Nyankopɔn ne mʼabandennen, me bammɔ ne me gyefo, me kyɛm a mewɔ guankɔbea wɔ no mu, ɔno na ɔka nnipa hyɛ mʼase.
He is my goodnes and my fortresse, my towre and my deliuerer, my shield, and in him I trust, which subdueth my people vnder me.
3 Awurade, hena ne onipa a wʼani ku no ho onipa ba a wudwen ne ho yi?
Lord, what is man that thou regardest him! or the sonne of man that thou thinkest vpon him!
4 Onipa te sɛ ɔhome; ne nna te sɛ sunsuma a ɛretwa mu.
Man is like to vanitie: his dayes are like a shadow, that vanisheth.
5 Awurade, fi ɔsoro hɔ na sian bra fam; fa wo nsa ka mmepɔw, na emfi wusiw.
Bow thine heauens, O Lord, and come downe: touch the mountaines and they shall smoke.
6 Soma anyinam na bɔ atamfo no hwete; to wo mmɛmma no ma wonguan.
Cast forth the lightning and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them.
7 Teɛ wo nsa fi ɔsoro bra fam; gye me na yi me fi nsu akɛse ho, fi ananafo nsam,
Send thine hand from aboue: deliuer me, and take me out of the great waters, and from the hand of strangers,
8 wɔn a atoro ayɛ wɔn anom ma, na wɔn nsa nifa yɛ nnaadaa.
Whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 Onyankopɔn, mɛto dwom foforo ama wo; mɛto dwom wɔ sanku a ahama du gu so so ama wo,
I wil sing a new song vnto thee, O God, and sing vnto thee vpon a viole, and an instrument of ten strings.
10 ama Ɔbaako a ɔde nkonimdi ma ahemfo, na ogye ne somfo Dawid fi afoawerɛmfo ano.
It is he that giueth deliuerance vnto Kings, and rescueth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sworde.
11 Gye me na yi me fi ananafo nsam, wɔn a atoro ayɛ wɔn anom ma na wɔn nsa nifa yɛ nnaadaa.
Rescue me, and deliuer me from the hand of strangers, whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falshood:
12 Afei yɛn mmabarima mmerantebere mu bɛyɛ sɛ afifide a wɔahwɛ so yiye, na yɛn mmabea bɛyɛ sɛ adum a wɔasen de asiesie ahemfi.
That our sonnes may be as the plantes growing vp in their youth, and our daughters as the corner stones, grauen after the similitude of a palace:
13 Yɛn asan bɛyɛ amaama; aduan ahorow biara bɛba so. Yɛn nguan dodow so bɛto mpem mpem, wɔn so bɛto mpem du du wɔ yɛn mfuw so;
That our corners may be full, and abounding with diuers sorts, and that our sheepe may bring forth thousands and ten thousand in our streetes:
14 yɛn anantwi bɛtwe nnesoa duruduru. Wɔrennwiriw afasu, yɛrenkɔ nkoasom mu, na agyaadwotwa remma yɛn mmɔnten so.
That our oxen may be strong to labour: that there be none inuasion, nor going out, nor no crying in our streetes.
15 Nhyira nka nnipa a ɛbɛba mu saa ama wɔn. Nhyira nka nnipa a wɔn Nyankopɔn ne Awurade.
Blessed are the people, that be so, yea, blessed are the people, whose God is the Lord.
