Nnwom 142

1 Dawid deɛ. Ɛberɛ a na ɔwɔ ɔbodan mu no. Mpaeɛbɔ. Meteam mesu frɛ Awurade; me ma me nne so su frɛ Awurade sɛ ɔnhunu me mmɔbɔ.

An Instructive Psalm of David. When he was in the Cave. A Prayer. With my voice—to Yahweh, make I outcry, With my voice—to Yahweh, make I supplication:

2 Mehwie mʼahiasɛm megu nʼanim; meka me haw kyerɛ no.

I pour out before him my complaint, My distress—before him, I tell.

3 Sɛ me ɔkra tɔ baha wɔ me mu a, ɛyɛ wo na wonim mʼakwan. Ɛkwan a menam so no nnipa asum me afidie wɔ so.

When my spirit fainted concerning myself, then, thou, didst take note of my path, —In the course which I was about to take, they had hidden a snare for me.

4 Hwɛ me nifa so na hunu sɛ; mʼasɛm mfa obiara ho; menni dwanekɔbea bi; me nkwa mfa obiara ho.

Look to the right hand and see, that there is none that, for me, hath regard, —Escape is lost to me, There is no one to care for my life.

5 Ao Awurade, mesu mefrɛ wo; mese, “Wone me dwanekɔbea, me kyɛfa wɔ ateasefoɔ asase so.”

I have made outcry unto thee, O Yahweh, —I have said, Thou, art my refuge, my portion, in the land of the living.

6 Tie me sufrɛ, na mewɔ ahohia kɛseɛ mu; gye me firi mʼataafoɔ nsam, ɛfiri sɛ wɔn ho yɛ den sene me.

Attend thou unto my loud cry, for I am brought very low, —Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are stronger than I.

7 Yi me firi me nneduadan mu, na makamfo wo din. Afei teneneefoɔ bɛtwa me ho ahyia ɛsiane wo papa a woayɛ me enti.

O bring forth, out of prison, my soul, That I may give thanks unto thy Name, —About me, let the righteous gather round, for thou wilt deal bountifully with me.