Nnwom 21

1 Dawid dwom. Ao Awurade, ɔhene no anigye wɔ wʼahoɔden mu. Nʼani gye mmorosoɔ wɔ nkonimdie a wo ma no nti!

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. The king shall joy in thy strength, O LORD; and in thy salvation how greatly shall he rejoice!

2 Woama no deɛ nʼakoma pɛ; woamfa nʼabisadeɛ ankame no.

Thou hast given him his heart’s desire, and hast not withholden the request of his lips. (Selah)

3 Wode nhyira a ɛdi mu hyiaa no na wode sikakɔkɔɔ amapa ahenkyɛ hyɛɛ no.

For thou preventest him with the blessings of goodness: thou settest a crown of fine gold on his head.

4 Ɔbisaa wo hɔ nkwa, na wode maa no, nna tentene a ɛnni awieeɛ.

He asked life of thee, thou gavest it him; even length of days for ever and ever.

5 Nkonimdie a woma no enti, nʼanimuonyam so; wode kɛseyɛ ne anidie adom no.

His glory is great in thy salvation: honour and majesty dost thou lay upon him.

6 Ampa ara, woama no nhyira a ɛnsa da na wo nsrahwɛ ama me ho ahosɛpɛ me.

For thou makest him most blessed for ever: thou makest him glad with joy in thy presence.

7 Ɔhene no de ne ho to Awurade so; Ɔsorosoroni no nokorɛ dɔ no enti, Ɔhene renhinhim.

For the king trusteth in the LORD, and through the lovingkindness of the Most High he shall not be moved.

8 Wo nsa bɛka wʼatamfoɔ nyinaa; wo nsa nifa bɛsɔ wɔn a wɔkyiri woɔ mu.

Thine hand shall find out all thine enemies: thy right hand shall find out those that hate thee.

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.

Thou shalt make them as a fiery furnace in the time of thine anger. The LORD shall swallow them up in his wrath, and the fire shall devour them.

10 Wobɛtɔre wɔn ase wɔ asase so, na wɔn asefoɔ afiri adasamma mu.

Their fruit shalt thou destroy 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 they intended evil against thee: they imagined a device, which they are not able to perform.

12 ɛfiri sɛ wobɛma wɔasane wɔn akyi ɛberɛ a woatwe bɛmma akyerɛ wɔn so.

For thou shalt make them turn their back, thou shalt make ready with thy bowstrings against the face of them.

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 thou exalted, O LORD, in thy strength: so will we sing and praise thy power.