Nnwom 30
1 Dwom a wɔto de buee Asɔredan no ano. Dawid dwom. Mema wo so, Ao Awurade, ɛfiri sɛ, woayi me afiri ebunu mu na woamma mʼatamfoɔ ansere me.
A psalm of David. A song for the dedication of the Temple. I will extol you, O Lord, because you have lifted me up, and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.
2 Ao Awurade me Onyankopɔn, mesu frɛɛ wo sɛ boa me na wosaa me yadeɛ.
I cried to you for help, O Lord my God, and you healed me.
You have brought me up, Lord, from Sheol, from my way to the pit back to life you have called me. (Sheol h7585)
4 Monto ayɛyie nnwom mma Awurade; mo a moyɛ nʼahotefoɔ! Monkamfo ne din kronkron no.
Sing praise to the Lord, faithful people; give thanks to his holy name.
5 Nʼabufuo nkyɛre, na nʼadɔeɛ wɔ hɔ daa; agyaadwotwa bɛwɔ hɔ anadwo, nanso ahosɛpɛ bɛba anɔpa.
For his anger lasts only a moment, his favor endures for a lifetime. Weeping may lodge for the night, but the morning brings shouts of joy.
6 Metee nka sɛ mewɔ banbɔ no, mekaa sɛ, “Merenhinhim da.”
When all went well, I imagined that never should I be shaken.
7 Ao Awurade, woyɛɛ me adom no womaa me bepɔ gyinaa pintinn na wode wʼanim hintaa me no, me bo tuiɛ.
For by your favor, O Lord, you had set me on mountains strong: but you hide your face, and I was confounded.
8 Wo, Awurade na mefrɛɛ woɔ; wo hɔ na mesu mesrɛɛ mmɔborɔhunu sɛ:
Then to you, Lord, I cried, to the Lord I begged for mercy,
9 “Mfasoɔ bɛn na ɛwɔ me sɛeɛ ho, sɛ mɛkɔ amena mu? Mfuturo bɛyi wo ayɛ anaa? Ɛbɛpae mu aka wo nokorɛdie anaa?
“What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit? Can you be praised by dust? Can it tell of your faithfulness?
10 Tie me, Ao Awurade, na hunu me mmɔbɔ! Ao Awurade, yɛ me ɔboafoɔ.”
Hear, Lord, and show me your favor, Lord be a helper to me.”
11 Wodanee mʼagyaadwotwa yɛɛ no asa; woyii mʼayitoma firii me ho na wode anigyeɛ firaa me,
You have turned my mourning to dancing; my sackcloth you have unloosed, and clothed me with joy:
12 sɛ mʼakoma bɛto nnwom ama wo na ɛrenyɛ komm. Ao Awurade me Onyankopɔn, mɛda wo ase daa. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ.
that unceasingly I should sing your praise, and give thanks to you, Lord my God, forever.
