Nnwom 77
1 Asaf dwom. Misu mefrɛɛ Onyankopɔn srɛɛ mmoa; misu mefrɛɛ no sɛ ontie me.
To the Chief Musician. On "Jeduthun." Asaph’s, a Melody. With my voice—unto God, will I make outcry, With my voice unto God, and he will give ear unto me;
2 Bere a mewɔ ahohiahia mu no, mehwehwɛɛ Awurade; metrɛw me nsa a ɛmpa abaw mu anadwo na me kra ampene sɛ wɔbɛkyekye ne werɛ.
In the day of my distress—unto My Lord, will I seek, My hand, by night, hath been outstretched and never once became slack, My soul, hath refused to be consoled;
3 Onyankopɔn mekaee wo, na misii apini; medwenee, na me honhom tɔɔ beraw.
I remember God and I murmur, I muse, and my spirit swooneth. (Selah)
4 Woamma mʼani ankum; amanehunu dodow nti, mantumi ankasa.
Thou hast held, watching, mine eyes, I was driven to and fro, and could not speak;
5 Medwenee nna a atwam no ho, teteete mfe no ho;
I reasoned, Of the days of aforetime, Of the years of by-gone ages;
6 mekaee me nnwom a na meto no anadwo. Me koma dwenee ho na me honhom bisae se:
I remember my song in the night, —With my own heart, I commune, And my spirit, maketh search: —
7 “Enti, Awurade bɛpo yɛn daa? Ɔrenhu yɛn mmɔbɔ bio ana?
For ages, will My Lord reject? And, not again, grant acceptance any more?
8 Nʼadɔe a ɛnsa da atu ayera koraa ana? Na ne bɔhyɛ no, amma mu koraa ana?
Hath his lovingkindness, come to a perpetual end? Hath his word failed to generation after generation?
9 Onyankopɔn werɛ afi sɛ ɔbɛyɛ mmɔborɔhunufo ana? Ɔde abufuw atwe nʼayamhyehye no asan ana?”
Hath GOD, forgotten to show favour? Or hath he shut up, in anger, his compassions? (Selah)
10 Afei misusuwii se, “Eyi de, mɛsrɛ: mfe a Ɔsorosoroni no teɛɛ ne nsa nifa mu no.”
Then said I—An affliction to me, it is, The changing of the right hand of the Most High.
11 Mɛkae nneɛma a Awurade ayɛ; yiw, mɛkae wo tete anwonwade no.
I will remember the doings of Yah, Surely I will remember, out of aforetime, thy wonderful way;
12 Mɛdwene wo nnwuma nyinaa ho na masusuw wo nneyɛe akɛse nyinaa ho.
And will talk to myself of all thy work, And, of thy doings, will I muse: —
13 Onyankopɔn, wʼakwan yɛ kronkron. Onyame bɛn na ɔso sɛ yɛn Nyankopɔn?
O God, in the sanctuary, is thy way, —Who is a great GOD like Elohim?
14 Wone Onyankopɔn a woyɛ anwonwade; wokyerɛ wo tumi wɔ aman mu.
Thou, art GOD, doing wonderfully, —Thou hast made known, among the peoples, thy might;
15 Wode wo tumi nsa no gyee wo nkurɔfo, Yakob ne Yosef asefo no.
Thou didst redeem, with thine arm—Thy people, Thy sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah)
16 Onyankopɔn, nsu no huu wo, nsu no huu wo na wɔpopoe; bun no mpo ho wosowee.
The waters saw thee, O God, The waters saw thee, They were in birth-throes, Yea the resounding deeps were stirred;
17 Omununkum tɔɔ nsu, aprannaa gyigyee wɔ ɔsoro; na wo bɛmma paa gya dii akɔneaba.
The clouds, poured down waters, The skies uttered, a voice, Yea, thine arrows, flew hither and thither;
18 Wʼaprannaa bobɔɔ mu wɔ mfɛtɛ no mu, wʼanyinam hyerɛn wiase; asase popoe, na ɛwosowee.
The, voice of thy thunder, was in the whirlwind, Thy lightnings illumined the world, The earth, trembled and quaked;
19 Wode wo kwan faa po mu, wode faa nsu kɛse mu, nanso wɔanhu wʼanammɔn.
In the sea, was thy way, And, thy path, in the mighty waters, And, thy footprints, could not be known:
20 Wonam Mose ne Aaron abasa so, dii wo nkurɔfo anim sɛ nguankuw.
Thou didst lead, like a flock, thy people, By the hand of Moses and Aaron.
