Nnwom 3
1 Dawid dwom a ɔtoe bere a ɔreguan afi ne babarima Absalom anim. Awurade, hwɛ sɛnea mʼatamfo dɔɔso fa! dodow no ara na wɔsɔre tia me!
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how many are mine adversaries become! Many are they that rise up against me.
2 Bebree no ara ka fa me ho se, “Onyankopɔn rennye no.”
Many there are that say of my soul: 'There is no salvation for him in God.' (Selah)
3 Nanso wo, Awurade, woyɛ nkatabo a atwa me ho ahyia mʼanuonyam, nea Ɔpagyaw me ti.
But thou, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 Meteɛ mu su frɛ Awurade, na ogye me so fi ne bepɔw kronkron no so.
With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of His holy mountain. (Selah)
5 Metɔ hɔ na meda a, minyan bio, efisɛ Awurade ma migyina.
I lay me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
6 Merensuro atamfo mpem mpem a wɔatwa me ho ahyia no.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
7 Sɔre, Awurade! Gye me, me Nyankopɔn! Bobɔ mʼatamfo nyinaa abogye; na tutu amumɔyɛfo se.
Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God; for Thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek, Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Awurade hɔ na ogye fi ba. Ma wo nhyira mmra wo nkurɔfo so. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Wɔto wɔ sankuhama so.
Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Selah)
