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 the degrees by David.” O Lord, my heart was not haughty, nor were my eyes lofty: neither have I walked after matters too great, or those 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 pacified and stilled my soul, like the suckling on its mother's breast: like a suckling is in me my soul.

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

Let Israel wait for the Lord from this time forth and for ever more.