Nnwom 60
1 Dawid “Miktam” dwom. Wɔde yɛ nkyerɛkyerɛ. Ɔtoo no ɛberɛ a ɔne Aram Naharanfoɔ ne Aram Sabafoɔ koeɛ na Yoab sane kɔkumm Edomfoɔ mpem dumienu wɔ Nkyene Bɔnhwa mu no. Ao Onyankopɔn, woapo yɛn, woabɔ yɛagu; wo bo afu yɛn, nanso gye yɛn bio!
Unto the end, for them that shall be changed, for the inscription of a title, to David himself, for doctrine, When he set fire to Mesopotamia of Syria and Sobal and Joab returned and slew of Edom, in the vale of the saltpits, twelve thousand men. O God, thou hast cast us off, and hast destroyed us; thou hast been angry, and hast had mercy on us.
2 Woawoso asase no na woapae mu; toatoa deɛ abubuo no, ɛfiri sɛ, ɛrehinhim.
Thou hast moved the earth, and hast troubled it: heal thou the breaches thereof, for it has been moved.
3 Woama wo nkurɔfoɔ ahunu mmerɛ bɔne; woama yɛn nsã a ɛma yɛtɔ ntentan.
Thou hast shewn thy people hard things; thou hast made us drink wine of sorrow.
4 Nanso wɔn a wɔsuro wo deɛ, woama wɔn frankaa so sɛ wɔntu ntia kuntun no.
Thou hast given a warning to them that fear thee: that they may flee from before the bow: That thy beloved may be delivered.
5 Gye yɛn nkwa na fa wo nsa nifa boa yɛn, na ama wɔn a wodɔ wɔn no anya nkwa.
Save me with thy right hand, and hear me.
6 Onyankopɔn akasa firi kronkronbea sɛ, “Nkonim mu, mɛkyɛ Sekem mu, na masusu Sukot bɔnhwa no.
God hath spoken in his holy place: I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem; and will mete out the vale of tabernacles.
7 Gilead wɔ me, Manase wɔ me; Efraim yɛ me dadeɛ kyɛ, ɛna Yuda yɛ mʼahempoma.
Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine: and Ephraim is the strength of my head. Juda is my king:
8 Moab yɛ me dwaresɛn, Edom so na meto me mpaboa guo; na meteam nkonimdie so gu Filistifoɔ so.”
Moab is the pot of my hope. Into Edom will I stretch out my shoe: to me the foreigners are made subject.
9 Hwan na ɔde me bɛkɔ kuropɔn a wɔabɔ ho ban no mu? Hwan na ɔbɛdi mʼanim akɔ Edom?
Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?
10 Ɛnyɛ wo, Ao Onyankopɔn, wo a woapo yɛn na wone yɛn akodɔm ankɔ sa bio no?
Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go out with our armies?
11 Boa yɛn tia ɔtamfoɔ no, na ɔdasani mmoa nka hwee.
Give us help from trouble: for vain is the salvation of man.
12 Onyankopɔn wɔ yɛn afa yi, yɛbɛdi nkonim, na ɔbɛtiatia yɛn atamfoɔ so. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Wɔde sankuo na ɛtoɔ.
Through God we shall do mightily: and he shall bring to nothing them that afflict us.
