Nnwom 144
1 Dawid de. Nkamfo nka Awurade, me Botan, nea ɔma me nsa akodi ho ntetewee, ne me nsateaa ma ɔsa.
Blessed be the LORD, my rock, Who teacheth my hands to war, And my fingers to fight!
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 who is my loving-kindness and my fortress; My high tower and my deliverer, My shield, and he in whom I trust; Who subdueth peoples under me.
3 Awurade, hena ne onipa a wʼani ku no ho onipa ba a wudwen ne ho yi?
LORD, what is man, that thou art mindful of him, Or the son of man, that thou makest account of him?
4 Onipa te sɛ ɔhome; ne nna te sɛ sunsuma a ɛretwa mu.
Man is like a vapor; His day is like a shadow that passeth away.
5 Awurade, fi ɔsoro hɔ na sian bra fam; fa wo nsa ka mmepɔw, na emfi wusiw.
Bow thy heavens, O LORD! and come down; Touch the mountains, so that they shall smoke!
6 Soma anyinam na bɔ atamfo no hwete; to wo mmɛmma no ma wonguan.
Cast forth lightnings, and scatter them; Shoot forth thine arrows, and destroy them!
7 Teɛ wo nsa fi ɔsoro bra fam; gye me na yi me fi nsu akɛse ho, fi ananafo nsam,
Send forth thine hand from above; Rescue and save me from deep waters; From the hands of aliens,
8 wɔn a atoro ayɛ wɔn anom ma, na wɔn nsa nifa yɛ nnaadaa.
Whose mouth uttereth deceit, And 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 to thee a new song, O God! Upon a ten-stringed psaltery will I sing praise to thee;
10 ama Ɔbaako a ɔde nkonimdi ma ahemfo, na ogye ne somfo Dawid fi afoawerɛmfo ano.
To thee, who givest salvation to kings, Who deliverest David, thy servant, from the destructive sword!
11 Gye me na yi me fi ananafo nsam, wɔn a atoro ayɛ wɔn anom ma na wɔn nsa nifa yɛ nnaadaa.
Rescue and deliver me from the hands of aliens, Whose mouth uttereth deceit, And 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.
That our sons may be as plants, Grown up in their youth; Our daughters as corner-pillars, Hewn like those 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 garners may be full, Affording all kinds of store; That our sheep may bring forth thousands And ten thousands in our streets.
14 yɛn anantwi bɛtwe nnesoa duruduru. Wɔrennwiriw afasu, yɛrenkɔ nkoasom mu, na agyaadwotwa remma yɛn mmɔnten so.
That our cattle may be fruitful; That there be no breaking in, or going out; And no outcry in our streets.
15 Nhyira nka nnipa a ɛbɛba mu saa ama wɔn. Nhyira nka nnipa a wɔn Nyankopɔn ne Awurade.
Happy the people that is in such a state! Yea, happy the people whose God is Jehovah!
