Nnwom 144
1 Dawid de. Nkamfo nka Awurade, me Botan, nea ɔma me nsa akodi ho ntetewee, ne me nsateaa ma ɔsa.
[By David.] Blessed be YHWH, my Rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to battle:
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.
my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge; who subdues peoples under me.
3 Awurade, hena ne onipa a wʼani ku no ho onipa ba a wudwen ne ho yi?
YHWH, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?
4 Onipa te sɛ ɔhome; ne nna te sɛ sunsuma a ɛretwa mu.
Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
5 Awurade, fi ɔsoro hɔ na sian bra fam; fa wo nsa ka mmepɔw, na emfi wusiw.
Part your heavens, YHWH, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
6 Soma anyinam na bɔ atamfo no hwete; to wo mmɛmma no ma wonguan.
Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout them.
7 Teɛ wo nsa fi ɔsoro bra fam; gye me na yi me fi nsu akɛse ho, fi ananafo nsam,
Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners;
8 wɔn a atoro ayɛ wɔn anom ma, na wɔn nsa nifa yɛ nnaadaa.
whose mouths speak deceit, Whose 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 will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.
10 ama Ɔbaako a ɔde nkonimdi ma ahemfo, na ogye ne somfo Dawid fi afoawerɛmfo ano.
You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.
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 deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
12 Afei yɛn mmabarima mmerantebere mu bɛyɛ sɛ afifide a wɔahwɛ so yiye, na yɛn mmabea bɛyɛ sɛ adum a wɔasen de asiesie ahemfi.
Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn 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;
Our storehouses are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.
14 yɛn anantwi bɛtwe nnesoa duruduru. Wɔrennwiriw afasu, yɛrenkɔ nkoasom mu, na agyaadwotwa remma yɛn mmɔnten so.
Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.
15 Nhyira nka nnipa a ɛbɛba mu saa ama wɔn. Nhyira nka nnipa a wɔn Nyankopɔn ne Awurade.
Blessed are the people who are in such a situation. Blessed are the people whose God is YHWH.
