Nnwom 59
1 Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Wɔto no sɛnea wɔto “Nsɛe No” sanku nne so. Dawid “miktam” dwom. Ɔtoo no bere a Saulo soma kɔwɛn Dawid fi sɛ wonkokum no no. Ao, Onyankopɔn, gye me fi mʼatamfo nsam; bɔ me ho ban fi wɔn a wɔtaa me no ho.
For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A poem by David, when Saul sent, and they watched the house to kill him. Deliver me from my enemies, my God. Set me on high from those who rise up against me.
2 Gye me fi amumɔyɛfo nsam. Gye me nkwa fi mogyapɛfo nsam.
Deliver me from the workers of iniquity. Save me from the bloodthirsty men.
3 Hwɛ sɛnea wɔatɛw rehwehwɛ me akum me! Nnipa a wɔn ho yɛ hu bɔ pɔw bɔne tia me a emfi me mfomso anaa bɔne bi, Awurade.
For, behold, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, LORD.
4 Menyɛɛ mfomso bi, nanso wɔayɛ krado sɛ wɔbɛtow ahyɛ me so. Sɔre begye me; hwɛ mʼamanehunu!
I have done no wrong, yet they are ready to attack me. Rise up, behold, and help me!
5 Wo, Awurade Nyankopɔn, Israel Nyankopɔn, ma wo ho so na twe amanaman no nyinaa aso; nhu amumɔyɛfo nkontompofo no mmɔbɔ.
You, LORD God of Hosts, the God of Israel, rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the wicked traitors. (Selah)
6 Wɔsan ba anwummere, wɔbobɔ mu sɛ akraman, na wokyinkyin kuropɔn no mu.
They return at evening, howling like dogs, and prowl around the city.
7 Hwɛ nea wɔfe fi wɔn anom, wɔn anofafa mu nsɛm ano yɛ nnam sɛ mfoa, na wosusuw se: “Hena na ɔbɛte yɛn nka?”
Behold, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, “For”, they say, “who hears us?”
8 Nanso wo Awurade, woserew wɔn; wudi saa aman no nyinaa ho fɛw.
But you, LORD, laugh at them. You scoff at all the nations.
9 Wone mʼAhoɔden, mehwɛ wo kwan; wo, Onyankopɔn, ne mʼabandennen,
Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower.
10 me Nyankopɔn a metumi atweri no. Onyankopɔn bedi mʼanim na ɔbɛma mahwɛ wɔn a wɔbɔ me ahohora no haw.
My God will go before me with his loving kindness. God will let me look at my enemies in triumph.
11 Nanso nkum wɔn, Awurade, yɛn nkatabo, na me nkurɔfo werɛ amfi wɔn. Wo tumi mu no tutu wɔn ase, na brɛ wɔn ase.
Don’t kill them, or my people may forget. Scatter them by your power, and bring them down, Lord our shield.
12 Bɔne a efi wɔn anom, ne wɔn ano nsɛm nti ma wɔn ahomaso nkyekyere wɔn. Abususɛm a wɔka ne atoro a wotwa nti,
For the sin of their mouth, and the words of their lips, let them be caught in their pride, for the curses and lies which they utter.
13 sɛe wɔn wɔ abufuwhyew mu, kosi sɛ wɔn ase bɛtɔre. Afei ɛbɛma asase so mmaa nyinaa ahu sɛ Onyankopɔn di Yakob so.
Consume them in wrath. Consume them, and they will be no more. Let them know that God rules in Jacob, to the ends of the earth. (Selah)
14 Wɔsan ba anwummere, wɔbobɔ mu sɛ akraman, na wokyinkyin kuropɔn no mu.
At evening let them return. Let them howl like a dog, and go around the city.
15 Wokyinkyin pɛ aduan na sɛ wɔammee a, wosu bobɔ mu.
They shall wander up and down for food, and wait all night if they aren’t satisfied.
16 Nanso mɛto wʼahoɔden ho dwom, mɛto wʼadɔe ho dwom anɔpa; efisɛ woyɛ mʼabandennen, me guankɔbea wɔ ahohia mmere mu.
But I will sing of your strength. Yes, I will sing aloud of your loving kindness in the morning. For you have been my high tower, a refuge in the day of my distress.
17 Ao mʼAhoɔden, mɛto ayeyi dwom ama wo; wo, Onyankopɔn, ne mʼabandennen, me Nyankopɔn a ɔyɛ ɔdɔ.
To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.
