Nnwom 75

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

TO THE OVERSEER. “DO NOT DESTROY.” A PSALM OF ASAPH. A SONG. We have given thanks to You, O God, We have given thanks, and Your Name [is] near, They have recounted Your wonders.

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

When I receive an appointment, I judge uprightly.

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

The earth and all its inhabitants are melted, I have pondered its pillars. (Selah)

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

I have said to the boastful, “Do not be boastful,” And to the wicked, “Do not raise up a horn.”

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

Do not raise up your horn on high (You speak with a stiff neck).

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

For not from the east, or from the west, Nor from the wilderness—[is] elevation.

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

But God [is] judging, This He makes low—and this He lifts up.

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 a cup [is] in the hand of YHWH, And the wine has foamed, It is full of mixture, and He pours out of it, Surely wring out its dregs, And all the wicked of the earth drink,

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

And I declare [it] for all time, I sing praise to the God of Jacob.

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

And I cut off all horns of the wicked, The horns of the righteous are exalted!