Nnwom 79
1 Asaf dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn, amanaman no atow ahyɛ wʼagyapade so; wɔagu wʼasɔredan kronkron no ho fi, wɔama Yerusalem adan nnwiriwii.
A psalm of Asaph. Heathen, O God, have come into your land, defiling your holy temple, and laying Jerusalem in ruins.
2 Wɔde wʼasomfo afunu ayɛ aduan ama wim nnomaa, na wɔde wʼahotefo nam ama asase so mmoa.
They have given the bodies of your dead servants to the birds of the air to devour, and the flesh of your faithful to the beasts of the field.
3 Wɔahwie mogya agu te sɛ nsu wɔ Yerusalem ho nyinaa, na obiara nni hɔ a obesie awufo no.
Round about Jerusalem they have poured out their blood like water; and there was no one to bury them.
4 Yɛayɛ animtiaabude ama yɛn mfɛfo, fɛwdi ne nsopa ama wɔn a wɔatwa yɛn ho ahyia.
On every side our neighbors revile us and mock us and jeer at us.
5 Awurade, enkosi da bɛn? Wo bo befuw afebɔɔ ana? Wo ninkunu bɛdɛw sɛ ogya akosi da bɛn?
How long will you be angry, O Lord? Will your jealousy burn like fire forever?
6 Hwie wʼabufuw gu amanaman a wonnye wo nto mu no so, ahenni a wɔmmɔ wo din no;
Pour out your wrath on the nations that don’t know you, on the kingdoms that do not call on your name.
7 efisɛ wɔakum Yakob na wɔasɛe nʼatenae.
For Jacob they devoured, they have desolated his home.
8 Mfa yɛn agyanom bɔne so asotwe mma yɛn; ma wo mmɔborɔhunu mmra yɛn so ntɛm, na yɛwɔ ahohiahia mu.
Do not remember against us our ancestors’ sins; O meet us soon with your pity, for utterly weak are we.
9 Onyankopɔn yɛn Agyenkwa, boa yɛn, wo din no anuonyam nti; gye yɛn na fa yɛn bɔne kyɛ yɛn wo din nti.
Help us, O God our savior, for the renown of your name: for your reputation deliver us and cover over our sins.
10 Adɛn nti na ɛsɛ sɛ amanaman ka se, “Wɔn Nyankopɔn wɔ he?” Yɛn anim ha ara, ma wonhu wɔ amanaman mu sɛ wotɔ wʼasomfo mogya a wɔahwie agu no so werɛ.
Why should the nations say, “Where is their God?” Let revenge for the outpoured blood of your servants be shown on the heathen before our eyes.
11 Ma nneduafo no apinisi nnu wʼanim; fa wo basa ahoɔden no kora wɔn a wɔabu wɔn kumfɔ no.
May the groans of the prisoner come before you; free the children of death by your mighty arm.
12 Awurade, ahohora a yɛn mfɛfo asum agu wo so no, tua wɔn so ka mpɛn ason.
Pay our neighbors back sevenfold for the scorn they have heaped upon you, O Lord.
13 Na yɛn a yɛyɛ wo nkurɔfo, wʼadidibea nguan no, beyi wo ayɛ daa nyinaa; efi awo ntoatoaso kosi awo ntoatoaso, yɛbɛkɔ so aka wʼayeyi akyerɛ.
Then we, your people, the flock of your pasture, will give thanks to you for evermore, and tell your praise to all generations.
