Nnwom 129

1 Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. “Wɔahyɛ me so pii firi me mmɔfraase, ma Israel nka.

A Song of the Ascents. Often they distressed me from my youth, Pray, let Israel say:

2 “Wɔahyɛ me so pii firi me mmɔfraase, nanso wɔntumi nnii me so nkonim.

Often they distressed me from my youth, Yet they have not prevailed over me.

3 Fentemfoɔ afentem mʼakyi ayɛ wɔn nkofie atentene.

Over my back have ploughers ploughed, They have made long their furrows.

4 Nanso Awurade yɛ ɔteneneeni; Watwitwa amumuyɛfoɔ nhoma afiri me ho.”

Jehovah [is] righteous, He hath cut asunder cords of the wicked.

5 Ma wɔn a wɔtan Sion nyinaa mfa animguaseɛ nsane wɔn akyi.

Confounded and turn backward do all hating Zion.

6 Ma wɔnyɛ sɛ ɛserɛ a ɛwɔ ɔdan atifi, ɛnnyini na ahye;

They are as grass of the roofs, That before it was drawn out withereth,

7 Ɛremma otwafoɔ nya biribi wɔ ne nsam, na deɛ ɔboaboa ano nso renya hwee nʼabasa so.

That hath not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.

8 Mma wɔn a wɔtwam hɔ nnka sɛ, “Awurade nhyira mmra mo so; yɛhyira mo wɔ Awurade din mu.”

And the passers by have not said, 'The blessing of Jehovah [is] on you, We blessed you in the Name of Jehovah!'