Nnwom 17
1 Dawid Mpaeɛbɔ. Ao, Awurade tie me tenenee abisadeɛ; tie me sufrɛ. Yɛ aso ma me mpaeɛbɔ deɛ ɛmfiri nnaadaa anofafa mu.
Hear the right, O Jehovah, attend to my cry. Give ear to my prayer, that goes not out of feigned lips.
2 Ma me bembuo a ɛfiri wo hɔ. Ma wʼani nhunu deɛ ɛyɛ pɛ.
Let my justice come forth from thy presence. Let thine eyes look upon equity.
3 Wopɛɛpɛɛ mʼakoma mu, wohwehwɛ me mu anadwo, na wosɔ me hwɛ deɛ, nanso worenhunu hwee; masi madwene pi sɛ mʼano renka bɔne.
Thou have proved my heart. Thou have visited me in the night. Thou have tried me, and find nothing. I have purposed that my mouth shall not transgress.
4 Nnipa nneyɛɛ fam no, wʼanomu asɛm enti matwe me ho afiri basabasayɛfoɔ akwan ho.
As for the works of men, by the word of thy lips I have kept from the ways of a violent man.
5 Menam wʼakwan so daa; me nan nnwatiriiɛ.
My steps have held fast to thy paths. My feet have not slipped.
6 Mesu mefrɛ wo, Ao Onyankopɔn na wobɛgye me so; yɛ aso ma me na tie me mpaeɛbɔ.
I have called upon thee, for thou will answer me, O God. Incline thine ear to me, and hear my speech.
7 Da wo dɔ nwanwasoɔ no adi wo a wode wo nsa nifa gye wɔn a wɔde wɔn ho to wo so no nkwa firi wɔn atamfoɔ nsam.
Show thy marvelous loving kindness, O thou who saves by thy right hand those who take refuge from those who rise up.
8 Hwɛ me so sɛ obi a wodɔ no; fa me sie wo ntaban nwunu no ase
Keep me as the apple of the eye. Hide me under the shadow of thy wings,
9 firi amumuyɛfoɔ a wɔretaataa me nsam, mʼatamfoɔ a wɔatwa me ho ahyia no.
from the wicked who oppress me, my deadly enemies, who encompass me around.
10 Wɔpirim wɔn akoma, na wɔkasa ahantan so.
They are enclosed in their own fat. With their mouth they speak proudly.
11 Wɔadi me ntɛtɛ, afei wɔatwa me ho ahyia; wɔn ani abere sɛ wɔbɛbɔ me ahwe fam.
They have now encompassed us in our steps. They set their eyes to cast down to the earth.
12 Wɔte sɛ gyata a ahaboa ho kɔm de no, te sɛ gyata kɛseɛ bi a wabutu wɔ atɛeɛ.
He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, and as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
13 Sɔre, Ao Awurade! Wone wɔn mfa mmɔ ani na ka wɔn hyɛ; fa wʼakofena no gye me firi amumuyɛfoɔ no nsam.
Arise, O Jehovah, confront him. Cast him down. Deliver my soul from the wicked by thy sword,
14 Ao Awurade fa wo nsa gye me firi nnipa a wɔte sei nsam asase so nnipa a wɔn akatua wɔ nkwa yi mu. Womma ɛkɔm nne wɔn a wʼani ku wɔn ho; wɔn mmammarima wɔ bebree, na wɔkora agyapadeɛ ma wɔn mma.
from men by thy hand, O Jehovah, from men of the world whose portion is in this life, and whose belly thou fill with thy treasure. They are satisfied with sons, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.
15 Na me deɛ, me tenenee mu, mɛhunu wʼanim; sɛ menyane na mehunu wo a, mʼakoma bɛtɔ ne yam. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ.
As for me, I shall behold thy face in righteousness. I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy form.
