Nnwom 126

1 Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Ɛberɛ a Awurade de Sion firi nnommum sane baeɛ no, yɛyɛɛ sɛ nnipa a wɔasoso adaeɛ.

A Song of Degrees. When the Lord turned the captivity of Sion, we became as comforted ones.

2 Sereɛ hyɛɛ yɛn anomu ma, anigyeɛ nnwom yɛɛ yɛn tɛkrɛma so ma. Na wɔkaa wɔ amanaman no mu sɛ, “Awurade ayɛ nneɛma akɛseɛ ama wɔn.”

Then was our mouth filled with joy, and our tongue with exultation: then would they say amongst the Gentiles,

3 Awurade ayɛ nneɛma akɛseɛ ama yɛn na anigyeɛ ahyɛ yɛn ma.

The Lord has done great things amongst them. The Lord has done great things for us, we became joyful.

4 Ao Awurade, sane fa yɛn ahonya ma yɛn, te sɛ nsuwa nsuwa a ɛwɔ Negeb no.

Turn, O Lord, our captivity, as the steams in the south.

5 Wɔn a wɔdua no nisuo mu no de anigyeɛ nnwom bɛtwa.

They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.

6 Deɛ ɔde osu firi adie na ɔsoa aba kɔdua no, ɔde anigyeɛ nnwom bɛsane aba a ɔso nnɔbaeɛ afiafi.

They went on and wept as they cast their seeds; but they shall surely come with exultation, bringing their sheaves [with them].