Nnwom 65
1 Dawid dwom. Ao, Onyankopɔn, ayɛyie retwɛn wo wɔ Sion, na yɛbɛdi yɛn bɔ a yɛahyɛ wo no so.
For the Leader. A Psalm. A Song of David. Praise waiteth for Thee, O God, in Zion; and unto Thee the vow is performed.
2 Ao, wo a woyɛ mpaeɛbɔ tiefoɔ, wo nkyɛn na nnipa nyinaa bɛba.
O Thou that hearest prayer, unto Thee doth all flesh come.
3 Ɛberɛ a yɛn bɔne menee yɛn no, wo na wɔde yɛn mmaratoɔ kyɛɛ yɛn.
The tale of iniquities is too heavy for me; as for our transgressions, Thou wilt pardon them.
4 Nhyira nka wɔn a woyi wɔn ma wɔbɛn wo sɛ wɔntena wʼadihɔ hɔ! Nneɛma pa a ɛwɔ wo fie ahyɛ yɛn ma, deɛ ɛwɔ wʼasɔredan kronkron mu no.
Happy is the man whom Thou choosest, and bringest near, that he may dwell in Thy courts; may we be satisfied with the goodness of Thy house, the holy place of Thy temple!
5 Wode tenenee nnwuma a ɛyɛ nwanwa ma yɛn mmuaeɛ, Ao Onyankopɔn yɛn agyenkwa. Woyɛ asase so afanan nyinaa anidasoɔ ne ɛpo so akyirikyiri nso.
With wondrous works dost Thou answer us in righteousness, O God of our salvation; Thou the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of the far distant seas;
6 Wonam wo tumi so yɛɛ mmepɔ de daa wʼahoɔden adi.
Who by Thy strength settest fast the mountains, who art girded about with might;
7 Wodwodwoo ɛpo nworosoɔ, asorɔkye no a ɛbobɔ ne amanaman no hooyɛ.
Who stillest the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the tumult of the peoples;
8 Wɔn a wɔte akyirikyiri no suro wʼanwanwadeɛ. Ɛfiri faako a adeɛ kye kɔsi deɛ onwunu dwoɔ, wofrɛ ahurisie nnwom wɔ hɔ.
So that they that dwell in the uttermost parts stand in awe of Thy signs; Thou makest the outgoings of the morning and evening to rejoice.
9 Wohwɛ asase no gugu so nsuo; woma no yɛ asase pa ma ɛboro so. Wode nsuo hyɛ Onyankopɔn nsuwansuwa ma sɛdeɛ ɛbɛma nnipa no aduane. Sɛdeɛ woayɛ no nie.
Thou hast remembered the earth, and watered her, greatly enriching her, with the river of God that is full of water; Thou preparest them corn, for so preparest Thou her.
10 Wofɔɔ deɛ woafuntum hɔ fɔkyee na wokaa nkofie no sram so; wode nsuo petee so maa no yɛɛ bɛtɛɛ na wohyiraa ɛso afifideɛ.
Watering her ridges abundantly, settling down the furrows thereof, Thou makest her soft with showers; Thou blessest the growth thereof.
11 Wode nnɔbaeɛ bebree wiee afe no, na wo nteaseɛnam yɛɛ ma buu so.
Thou crownest the year with Thy goodness; and Thy paths drop fatness.
12 Ɛserɛ so wira dɔɔso na anigyeɛ baa nkokoɔ so.
The pastures of the wilderness do drop; and the hills are girded with joy.
13 Nnwankuo ahyɛ adidibea hɔ ma na ayuo akata mmɔnhwa no so; wɔbɔ ose, to ahosɛpɛ dwom. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ.
The meadows are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, yea, they sing.
