Nnwom 36
1 Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Awurade ɔsomfoɔ Dawid dwom. Nkɔmhyɛ bi da mʼakoma so a ɛfa omumuyɛfoɔ mmarato ho. Wɔnnsuro Onyankopɔn.
For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David, the servant of the LORD. An oracle is in my heart regarding the transgression of the wicked man: There is no fear of God before his eyes.
2 Na ɔno ankasa ani so no, ɔdaadaa ne ho dodo enti mma ɔnhunu ne bɔne nnyae yɛ.
For his eyes are too full of conceit to detect or hate his own sin.
3 Nʼanom nsɛm yɛ atirimuɔden ne nnaadaa; ɔnnim nyansa bio, na wayɛ papa.
The words of his mouth are wicked and deceitful; he has ceased to be wise and well-doing.
4 Ɔda ne mpa so mpo a, ɔbɔ pɔ bɔne; na ɔgyaa ne ho ma bɔne ɛkwan na ɔmpo deɛ ɛnyɛ.
Even on his bed he plots wickedness; he sets himself on a path that is not good; he fails to reject evil.
5 Awurade, wʼadɔeɛ duru sorosoro wo nokorɛdie duru ewiem tɔnn.
Your loving devotion, O LORD, reaches to the heavens, Your faithfulness to the clouds.
6 Wo tenenee te sɛ mmepɔ akɛseɛ. Wʼatɛntenenee mu dɔ sɛ ɛpo bunu. Ao Awurade, wokora nnipa ne mmoa nyinaa so.
Your righteousness is like the highest mountains; Your judgments are like the deepest sea. O LORD, You preserve man and beast.
7 Wʼadɔeɛ a ɛnsa da no som bo! Nnipa mu akɛseɛ ne nketewa nya hintabea wɔ wo ntaban nwunu ase.
How precious is Your loving devotion, O God, that the children of men take refuge in the shadow of Your wings!
8 Wɔdi deɛ abu soɔ wɔ wo fie woma wɔnom firi wʼanika asutene no mu.
They feast on the abundance of Your house, and You give them drink from Your river of delights.
9 Wo nkyɛn na nkwa asutire wɔ; wo hann mu na yɛhunu hann.
For with You is the fountain of life; in Your light we see light.
10 Kɔ so dɔ wɔn a wɔnim wo, ma wo tenenee ntena wɔn a wɔtene akoma mu.
Extend Your loving devotion to those who know You, and Your righteousness to the upright in heart.
11 Mma ɔhantanni nan ntia me anaa omumuyɛfoɔ nsa nnsunsum me.
Let not the foot of the proud come against me, nor the hand of the wicked drive me away.
12 Hwɛ sɛdeɛ nnebɔneyɛfoɔ ahwehwe ase, wɔdeda hɔ a wɔrentumi nsɔre bio.
There the evildoers lie fallen, thrown down and unable to rise.
