Nnwom 131

1 Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Dawid deɛ. Ao Awurade, ahomasoɔ nni mʼakoma mu, na mʼani ntraa ntɔn; memma nsɛm akɛseɛ nha me anaa nsɛm a ɛyɛ nwanwa dodo ma me.

A Song of degrees. Of David. Jehovah, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty; neither do I exercise myself in great matters, and in things too wonderful for me.

2 Na mmom, mama me kra anya abotɔyam te sɛ akɔkoaa a ɔda ne maame so renum no, te sɛ akɔkoaa a ɔtua nufoɔ ano no, saa ara na me kra ayɛ wɔ me mu.

Surely I have restrained and composed my soul, like a weaned child with its mother: my soul within me is as a weaned child.

3 Ao Israel, ma wʼani nna Awurade so, seesei ne daa nyinaa.

Let Israel hope in Jehovah, from henceforth and for evermore.