Nnwom 7
1 Dawid adesrɛ dwom a Benyaminni Kus nsɛm enti ɔto maa Awurade. Ao, Awurade me Onyankopɔn, medwane metoa wo; Gye me firi wɔn a wɔtaa me nyinaa nsam,
A Shiggaion of David, which he sang to the Lord about Cush, the Benjamite. Lord my God, I take refuge in you. Deliver me, save me from all who pursue me;
2 anyɛ saa a wɔbɛtete me mu sɛ gyata na wɔatete me mu asinasini a obiara rentumi nnye me.
or like lions they will tear me to pieces, and rend me, past hope of rescue.
3 Ao, Awurade me Onyankopɔn, sɛ mayɛ yei na sɛ afɔdie aba me so a,
Lord, my God, if my life has been such if my hands have been stained with guilt,
4 sɛ mayɛ bɔne atia deɛ ɔne me te yie anaasɛ mabɔ me ɔtamfoɔ korɔno kwa a,
if friends I paid back with evil, if I plundered my foes without cause,
5 ɛnneɛ ma mʼatamfoɔ ntaa me na wɔmmɛto me; ma wɔntiatia me so wɔ fam na wɔmma me funu nna mfuturo mu.
may the enemy chase and find me, trample my life to the ground, my honour leave in the dirt! (Selah)
6 Sɔre wʼabufuo mu, Ao Awurade! Sɔre tia mʼatamfoɔ abufuo. Nyane, me Onyankopɔn; hyɛ atɛntenee mmara.
Arise, Lord, in anger, against my foes rise in fury. Awake for my help: let justice be done.
7 Ma nnipadɔm mmɛtwa wo ho nhyia. Firi soro hɔ di wɔn so;
Gather the nations about you, and sit on your lofty throne,
8 ma Awurade mmu nnipa no atɛn. Bu me atɛn, Ao Awurade sɛdeɛ me teneneeyɛ teɛ, sɛdeɛ me nokorɛdie teɛ, Ao Ɔsorosoroni.
as the Lord, the judge of the peoples. Judge me, Lord, in my innocence and according to my integrity.
9 Ao Onyankopɔn teneneeni, wo a wohwehwɛ adwene ne akoma mu, fa amumuyɛfoɔ basabasayɛ bra awieeɛ na ma ateneneefoɔ nya banbɔ.
Put an end to the wrong of the wicked, protect the righteous. Searcher of hearts and minds, righteous God.
10 Mʼakokyɛm ne Ɔsorosoro Onyankopɔn deɛ ɔgye akoma mu teneneeni no.
God is my shield: he saves the upright in heart.
11 Onyankopɔn yɛ ɔtemmufoɔ teneneeni, Onyame a ɔda nʼabufuo adi da biara.
God is a just judge, constant in righteous anger.
12 Sɛ wansesa nʼadwene a, ɔbɛse nʼakofena ano; ɔbɛkuntunu ne tadua na ɔde bɛmma ahyɛ mu.
He will sharpen his sword without fail, his bow is bent and ready,
13 Wasiesie ne kɔdiawuo akodeɛ; ayɛ ne bɛmma a ɛrederɛ no krado.
his deadly weapons are ready, his arrows he makes of flame.
14 Deɛ ɔnyinsɛn amumuyɛ na basabasayɛ ahyɛ no ma no, ɔwo nnaadaa.
The enemy who conceives evil; pregnant with mischief, giving birth to lies,
15 Deɛ ɔtu tokuro na ɔyi mu dɔteɛ no hwe tokuro a watu no mu.
a pit they have made and dug; but into the hole that they made they will fall.
16 Ɔhaw a ɔde ba no dane bɔ nʼankasa so; ne basabasayɛ bɔ nʼankasa tiri so.
On their own heads their mischief comes back; on their own skulls their violence comes down.
17 Mede aseda bɛma Awurade ne tenenee enti na mato ayɛyi dwom ayi Awurade, Ɔsorosoroni no din ayɛ. Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ sɛ wɔnto no “gittit” sankuo nne so.
I will give thanks to the Lord for his justice, and sing to the name of the Lord Most High.
