< Nnwom 75 >
1 Asaf dwom. Onyankopɔn, yɛda wo ase, yɛda wo ase, efisɛ wo Din abɛn; nnipa ka wʼanwonwade kyerɛ.
For the chief musician; set to Al Tashheth. A psalm of Asaph, a song. We give thanks to you, God; we give thanks, for you reveal your presence; people tell of your wondrous works.
2 Woka se, “Me na mehyɛɛ bere a ɛsɛ no; ɛyɛ me na mibu atɛntrenee.
At the appointed time I will judge fairly.
3 Sɛ asase ne so nnipa nyinaa wosow a, me na mema nʼafadum gyina hɔ pintinn.
Though the earth and all the inhabitants shake in fear, I make steady the earth's pillars. (Selah)
4 Meka kyerɛ ahantanfo se, ‘Monnhoahoa mo ho bio,’ na meka kyerɛ amumɔyɛfo nso se, ‘Mommma mo mmɛn so.
I said to the arrogant, “Do not be arrogant,” and to the wicked, “Do not lift up the horn.
5 Mommma mo mmɛn so ntia ɔsoro; mommfa animtiaabu nkasa.’”
Do not lift up your horn to the heights; do not speak with an insolent neck.”
6 Obiara mmfi apuei anaa atɔe anaa sare no so a obetumi ama obi so.
It is not from the east or from the west, and it is not from the wilderness that lifting up comes.
7 Ɛyɛ Onyankopɔn na obu atɛn: Ɔbrɛ ɔbaako ase, na ɔma ɔfoforo so.
But God is the judge; he brings down and 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 Yahweh holds in his hand a cup of foaming wine, which is mixed with spices, and pours it out. Surely all the wicked of the earth will drink it to the last drop.
9 Me de, mɛpae mu aka eyi daa daa; mɛto ayeyi dwom ama Yakob Nyankopɔn.
But I will continually tell what you have done; I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.
10 Mebubu amumɔyɛfo nyinaa mmɛn, na atreneefo mmɛn de, wɔbɛma so. Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Wɔde sanku na ɛto.
He says, “I will cut off all the horns of the wicked, but the horns of the righteous will be raised up.”