Nnwom 75

1 Asaf dwom. Onyankopɔn, yɛda wo ase, yɛda wo ase, efisɛ wo Din abɛn; nnipa ka wʼanwonwade kyerɛ.

To the chief music-maker; put to Al-tashheth. A Psalm. Of Asaph. A Song. To you, O God, we give praise, to you we give praise: and those who give honour to your name make clear your works of power.

2 Woka se, “Me na mehyɛɛ bere a ɛsɛ no; ɛyɛ me na mibu atɛntrenee.

When the right time has come, I will be the judge in righteousness.

3 Sɛ asase ne so nnipa nyinaa wosow a, me na mema nʼafadum gyina hɔ pintinn.

When the earth and all its people become feeble, I am the support of its pillars. (Selah)

4 Meka kyerɛ ahantanfo se, ‘Monnhoahoa mo ho bio,’ na meka kyerɛ amumɔyɛfo nso se, ‘Mommma mo mmɛn so.

I say to the men of pride, Let your pride be gone: and to the sinners, Let not your horn be lifted up.

5 Mommma mo mmɛn so ntia ɔsoro; mommfa animtiaabu nkasa.’”

Let not your horn be lifted up: let no more words of pride come from your outstretched necks.

6 Obiara mmfi apuei anaa atɔe anaa sare no so a obetumi ama obi so.

For honour does not come from the east, or from the west, or uplifting from the south;

7 Ɛyɛ Onyankopɔn na obu atɛn: Ɔbrɛ ɔbaako ase, na ɔma ɔfoforo so.

But God is the judge, putting down one, and lifting up another.

8 Kuruwa bi hyɛ Awurade nsam nsa bi a etwa ahuru a wɔde nnuhuam afra ahyɛ no ma; ohwie, na asase so amumɔyɛfo nyinaa nom ma ɛka ase puw.

For in the hand of the Lord is a cup, and the wine is red; it is well mixed, overflowing from his hand: he will make all the sinners of the earth take of it, even to the last drop.

9 Me de, mɛpae mu aka eyi daa daa; mɛto ayeyi dwom ama Yakob Nyankopɔn.

But I will ever be full of joy, making songs of praise to the God of Jacob.

10 Mebubu amumɔyɛfo nyinaa mmɛn, na atreneefo mmɛn de, wɔbɛma so. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Wɔde sanku na ɛto.

By him will all the horns of the sinners be cut off; but the horns of the upright will be lifted up.