Nnwom 21
1 Dawid dwom. Ao Awurade, ɔhene no anigye wɔ wʼahoɔden mu. Nʼani gye mmorosoɔ wɔ nkonimdie a wo ma no nti!
To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. The king will be glad in your strength, O Lord; how great will be his delight in your salvation!
2 Woama no deɛ nʼakoma pɛ; woamfa nʼabisadeɛ ankame no.
You have given him his heart's desire, and have not kept back the request of his lips. (Selah)
3 Wode nhyira a ɛdi mu hyiaa no na wode sikakɔkɔɔ amapa ahenkyɛ hyɛɛ no.
For you go before him with the blessings of good things: you put a crown of fair gold on his head.
4 Ɔbisaa wo hɔ nkwa, na wode maa no, nna tentene a ɛnni awieeɛ.
He made request to you for life, and you gave it to him, long life for ever and ever.
5 Nkonimdie a woma no enti, nʼanimuonyam so; wode kɛseyɛ ne anidie adom no.
His glory is great in your salvation: honour and authority have you put on him.
6 Ampa ara, woama no nhyira a ɛnsa da na wo nsrahwɛ ama me ho ahosɛpɛ me.
For you have made him a blessing for ever: you have given him joy in the light of your face.
7 Ɔhene no de ne ho to Awurade so; Ɔsorosoroni no nokorɛ dɔ no enti, Ɔhene renhinhim.
For the king has faith in the Lord, and through the mercy of the Most High he will not be moved.
8 Wo nsa bɛka wʼatamfoɔ nyinaa; wo nsa nifa bɛsɔ wɔn a wɔkyiri woɔ mu.
Your hand will make a search for all your haters; your right hand will be hard on all those who are against you.
9 Ɛberɛ a wobɛyi wo ho adi no wobɛyɛ wɔn sɛ fononoo a emu adɔ. Awurade firi nʼabufuhyeɛ mu bɛmene wɔn, na ne ogya no ahye wɔn.
You will make them like a flaming oven before you; the Lord in his wrath will put an end to them, and they will be burned up in the fire.
10 Wobɛtɔre wɔn ase wɔ asase so, na wɔn asefoɔ afiri adasamma mu.
Their fruit will be cut off from the earth, and their seed from among the children of men.
11 Ɛwom sɛ wɔbɔ pɔ tia wo na wɔyɛ nhyehyɛeɛ bɔne, nanso wɔrenni nkonim;
For their thoughts were bitter against you: they had an evil design in their minds, which they were not able to put into effect.
12 ɛfiri sɛ wobɛma wɔasane wɔn akyi ɛberɛ a woatwe bɛmma akyerɛ wɔn so.
Their backs will be turned when you make ready the cords of your bow against their faces.
13 Yɛma wo so, Ao Awurade, wɔ wʼahoɔden mu; yɛbɛto nnwom na yɛakamfo wo kɛseyɛ. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Wɔto no sɛdeɛ wɔto “Adekyeeɛ foroteɛ” dwom.
Be lifted up, O Lord, in your strength; so will we make songs in praise of your power.
