Nnwom 3
1 Dawid dwom a ɔtoeɛ ɛberɛ a ɔredwane afiri ne babarima Absalom anim. Ao Awurade, hwɛ sɛdeɛ mʼatamfoɔ dɔɔso fa! Dodoɔ no ara na wɔsɔre tia me!
A psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Yahweh, how many are my enemies! Many have risen against me.
2 Bebree no ara ka fa me ho sɛ, “Onyankopɔn rennye no”.
Many say about me, “There is no help for him from God.” (Selah)
3 Nanso, Ao Awurade, woyɛ akokyɛm a atwa me ho ahyia wohyɛ me animuonyam na wopagya me ti.
But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 Meteam su frɛ Awurade, na ɔgye me so firi ne bepɔ kronkron no so.
I lift up my voice to Yahweh, and he answers me from his holy hill. (Selah)
5 Metɔ hɔ na meda a, menyane bio, ɛfiri sɛ Awurade kora me so.
I lay down and slept; I awoke, for Yahweh protected me.
6 Merensuro atamfoɔ mpem mpem a wɔatwa me ho ahyia no.
I will not be afraid of the multitudes of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
7 Sɔre, Ao Awurade! Gye me, Ao me Onyankopɔn! Bobɔ mʼatamfoɔ nyinaa apantan; na tutu amumuyɛfoɔ se.
Rise up, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you will hit all my enemies on the jaw; you will break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Awurade hɔ na ɔgyeɛ firi ba. Ma wo nhyira mmra wo nkurɔfoɔ so. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Wɔto wɔ sankuhoma so.
Salvation comes from Yahweh. May your blessings be on your people. (Selah)
