Nnwom 62
1 Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ Yedutun. Dawid dwom. Me ɔkra wɔ ahomegyeɛ wɔ Onyankopɔn nko ara mu; me nkwagyeɛ firi ne nkyɛn.
To the Chief Musician. On Jeduthun—A Melody of David. Surely, towards God, silence [becometh] my soul, From him, is my salvation:
2 Ɔno nko ara ne me botan ne me nkwagyeɛ; ɔyɛ mʼaban, na merenhinhim da.
Surely, he, is my rock and my salvation, My high tower—I shall not be greatly shaken!
3 Mobɛkɔ so ahyɛ onipa baako so akɔsi da bɛn? Mo nyinaa mobɛsum no ahwe fam anaa? Mayɛ ɔfasuo a akyea, ɛban a ɛrebuo wɔ wɔn ani so.
How long will ye shout at a man? Ye shall be crushed all of you, —Like a wall that bulgeth, —a fence pushed in!
4 Wɔayɛ adwene sɛ wɔbɛtu me afiri me diberɛ a ɛkorɔn no so; wɔn ani gye atorɔ die ho. Wɔde wɔn ano hyira na wɔn akoma mu deɛ, wɔdome.
Surely, from his elevation, they have taken counsel to thrust him down, They accept falsehood, —With his mouth, they each of them bless, But, inwardly, they revile. (Selah)
5 Ao me kra, gye wʼahome wɔ Onyankopɔn nko ara mu; na ne mu na mʼanidasoɔ wɔ.
Surely, towards God, be thou silent, my soul, For, from him, is mine expectation:
6 Ɔno nko ara ne me botan ne me nkwagyeɛ; ɔyɛ mʼaban, na merenhinhim.
Surely, he, is my rock, and my salvation, My high tower—I shall not be shaken!
7 Me nkwagyeɛ ne mʼanimuonyam gyina Onyankopɔn so; ɔyɛ me botan a ɛkorɔn, ne me dwanekɔbea.
Upon God, [depend] my salvation and mine honour, My rock of strength, my refuge, are in God.
8 Ao me nkurɔfoɔ, momfa mo ho nto ne so daa; monka mo akoma mu nsɛm nyinaa nkyerɛ no, ɛfiri sɛ Onyankopɔn ne yɛn dwanekɔbea.
Trust ye in him all ye assembly of the people, Pour out, before him, your heart, God, is a refuge for us. (Selah)
9 Nnipa nyinaa te sɛ home; akɛseɛ ne nkumaa nyinaa nka hwee; sɛ wɔkari wɔn wɔ nsania so a, wɔnka hwee; wɔn nyinaa bɔ mu a, wɔyɛ home mu tutuo.
Surely, vanity, are men of low degree, Deception, men of high degree, —In the balances, they go up, They, are [made] of vanity, altogether.
10 Mommfa mo ho nto nsisie so na monnhoahoa mo ho korɔnodeɛ ho; ɛwom sɛ mo ahonya dɔɔso deɛ, nanso mommfa mo akoma nto so.
Do not trust in extortion, Nor, with robbery, become vain, As for wealth, when it beareth fruit, Do not set [thereon your] heart.
11 Asɛm baako na Onyankopɔn aka, nsɛm mmienu na mateɛ sɛ, wo, Onyankopɔn, wo na wowɔ ahoɔden,
One thing, hath God spoken, Two things, [there are] which I have heard, That, power, belongeth unto God;
12 na wo, Awurade, wo na woyɛ adɔeɛ. Ampa ara, wobɛtua obiara ka sɛdeɛ nʼadwuma teɛ.
And, thine, O My Lord, is lovingkindness, —For, thou, wilt pay back unto every man—according to his deed.
