< Nnwom 30 >

1 Dawid dwom. Mɛma wo so, Awurade, efisɛ, woayi me afi bun mu na woamma mʼatamfo anserew me.
A Canticle Psalm. In dedication to the house of David. I will extol you, Lord, for you have sustained me, and you have not allowed my enemies to delight over me.
2 Awurade me Nyankopɔn, misu frɛɛ wo sɛ boa me na wosaa me yare.
O Lord my God, I have cried out to you, and you have healed me.
3 Awurade, wuyii me fii ɔda mu; wode me ho kyɛɛ me na woamma mankɔ amoa mu. (Sheol h7585)
Lord, you led my soul away from Hell. You have saved me from those who descend into the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Monto ayeyi nnwom mma Awurade; mo a moyɛ nʼahotewfo! Monkamfo ne din kronkron no.
Sing a psalm to the Lord, you his saints, and confess with remembrance of his holiness.
5 Nʼabufuw nkyɛ, na nʼadɔe wɔ hɔ daa; agyaadwotwa bɛwɔ hɔ anadwo, nanso ahosɛpɛw bɛba anɔpa.
For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.
6 Metee nka sɛ mewɔ bammɔ no, mekae se, “Merenhinhim da.”
But I have said in my abundance: “I will never be disturbed.”
7 Awurade, woyɛɛ me adom no womaa me bepɔw gyinaa pintinn na wode wʼanim hintaw me no, me koma tui.
O Lord, in your will, you made virtue preferable to beauty for me. You turned your face away from me, and I became disturbed.
8 Wo, Awurade na mefrɛɛ wo; wo hɔ na misu mesrɛɛ mmɔborɔhunu se:
To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God.
9 “Mfaso bɛn na ɛwɔ me sɛe so, sɛ mɛkɔ amoa mu? Mfutuma beyi wo ayɛ ana? Ɛbɛpae mu aka wo nokwaredi ana?
What use would there be in my blood, if I descend into corruption? Will dust confess to you or announce your truth?
10 Tie me, Awurade, na hu me mmɔbɔ! Awurade, yɛ me boafo.”
The Lord has heard, and he has been merciful to me. The Lord has become my helper.
11 Wodan mʼagyaadwotwa yɛɛ no asaw; wuyii mʼatweaatam fii me ho na wode anigye furaa me,
You have turned my mourning into gladness for me. You have cut off my sackcloth, and you have surrounded me with joy.
12 sɛ me koma bɛto nnwom ama wo na ɛrenyɛ komm. Awurade me Nyankopɔn, meyi wo ayɛ daa. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo.
So then, may my glory sing to you, and may I not regret it. O Lord, my God, I will confess to you for eternity.

< Nnwom 30 >