Nnwom 4
1 Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Wɔto wɔ sankuhoma so. Dawid dwom. Sɛ mesu frɛ wo a, gye me so, Ao, me tenenee Onyankopɔn. Ma me ahomegyeɛ wɔ mʼahohia mu; hunu me mmɔbɔ na tie me mpaeɛbɔ.
To the Chief Musician: with stringed instruments. A Melody of David. When I cry, answer me, O mine own righteous God, In a strait place, thou hast made room for me, Show me favour, and hear my prayer.
2 Ao mmarima, ɛnkɔsi da bɛn na mo bɛdane mʼanimuonyam ahohora? Ɛnkɔsi da bɛn na mobɛdɔ nneɛma hunu na moadi ahoni huhuo akyi?
Ye sons of the great! how long, turning my glory to contempt, will ye love emptiness, will ye seek falsehood? (Selah)
3 Hunu sɛ Awurade ayi deɛ ɔwɔ nyamesu ama ne ho; Awurade bɛtie, sɛ mesu mefrɛ no a.
Know ye, then, that Yahweh hath set apart the man of lovingkindness for himself: Yahweh, will hear, when I cry to him.
4 Mo bo fu a, monnyɛ bɔne; sɛ modeda mo mpa so a, monyɛ komm na monhwehwɛ mo akoma mu.
Be deeply moved, but do not sin, —Ponder in your own heart upon your bed, and be silent. (Selah)
5 Mommɔ afɔdeɛ a ɛfata na momfa mo werɛ nhyɛ Awurade mu.
Sacrifice the sacrifices of righteousness; and put your trust in Yahweh.
6 Nnipa bebree bisa sɛ: “Hwan na ɔbɛtumi ayɛ yɛn adɔeɛ?” Ao Awurade, ma wʼanim hann no nhyerɛn yɛn so.
Multitudes, are saying, Who will show us prosperity? Lift thou upon us the light of thy countenance, O Yahweh.
7 Wode anigyeɛ mmorosoɔ ahyɛ mʼakoma ma asene ɛberɛ a wɔn aburoo ne nsã foforɔ abu so no.
Thou hast put gladness in my heart, —beyond the season when, their corn and their new wine, have increased.
8 Mɛtɔ hɔ, na mada asomdwoeɛ mu, ɛfiri sɛ, wo nko ara, Ao Awurade, na woma metena asomdwoeɛ mu.
In peace, will I lay me down and at once sleep; for, thou, Yahweh alone, wilt cause me, in security, to dwell.
