Nnwom 71
1 Ao Awurade, wo mu na me dwane hinta; mma mʼanim ngu ase da.
A psalm for David. Of the sons of Jonadab, and the former captives. In thee, O Lord, I have hoped, let me never be put to confusion:
2 Wo tenenee no enti, yi me na gye me; tie me na gye me nkwa.
Deliver me in thy justice, and rescue me. Incline thy ear unto me, and save me.
3 Yɛ me nkwagyeɛ botan faako a mɛtumi akɔ daa; hyɛ ma wɔmmɛgye me nkwa, na wo ne me botan ne mʼaban.
Be thou unto me a God, a protector, and a place of strength: that thou mayst make me safe. For thou art my firmament and my refuge.
4 Ao me Onyankopɔn, gye me firi amumuyɛfoɔ nsam, gye me firi nnebɔneyɛfoɔ ne atirimuɔdenfoɔ nsam.
Deliver me, O my God, out of the hand of the sinner, and out of the hand of the transgressor of the law and of the unjust.
5 Na woayɛ mʼanidasoɔ, Ao Asafo Awurade, mʼahotɔsoɔ firi mʼababunu berɛ mu.
For thou art my patience, O Lord: my hope, O Lord, from my youth;
6 Ɛfiri awoɔ mu, mede me ho ato wo so; wo na woyii me firii me maame yafunu mu. Mɛkamfo wo daa.
By thee have I been confirmed from the womb: from my mother’s womb thou art my protector. Of thee shall I continually sing:
7 Mayɛ nhwɛsodeɛ ama bebree, nanso wo ne me dwanekɔbea denden.
I run become unto many as a wonder, but thou art a strong helper.
8 Wo nkamfo ahyɛ mʼanom ma, mekamfo wʼanimuonyam da mu nyinaa.
Let my mouth be filled with praise, that I may sing thy glory; thy greatness all the day long.
9 Nto me ntwene ɛberɛ a mabɔ akɔkoraa; mʼahoɔden sa me mu a, nnya me.
Cast me not off in the time of old age: when my strength shall fail, do not thou forsake me.
10 Ɛfiri sɛ mʼatamfoɔ kasa tia me wɔn a wɔtwɛn sɛ wɔbɛkum me no bom pam me tiri so.
For my enemies have spoken against me; and they that watched my soul have consulted together,
11 Wɔka sɛ, “Onyankopɔn agya no mu; momma yɛnti no na yɛnkyere no, na obiara nni hɔ a ɔbɛgye no.”
Saying: God hath forsaken him: pursue and take him, for there is none to deliver him.
12 Ao Onyankopɔn, mfiri me nkyɛn nkɔ akyiri; Ao me Onyankopɔn, yɛ ntɛm bɛboa me.
O God, be not thou far from me: O my God, make haste to my help.
13 Ma wɔn a wɔbɔ me soboɔ no nsɛe animguaseɛ mu; wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ wɔpira me no ma ahohora ne animguaseɛ nkata wɔn so.
Let them be confounded and come to nothing that detract my soul; let them be covered with confusion and shame that seek my hurt.
14 Nanso me deɛ, mɛnya anidasoɔ daa; mɛkɔ so makamfo wo.
But I will always hope; and will add to all thy praise.
15 Mɛka wo tenenee ho asɛm, ne wo nkwagyeɛ da mu nyinaa, nanso mennim ano.
My mouth shall shew forth thy justice; thy salvation all the day long. Because I have not known learning,
16 Ao Otumfoɔ Awurade, mɛba abɛpae mu aka wo nnwuma akɛseɛ no; mɛpae mu aka wo nko ara tenenee akyerɛ.
I will enter into the powers of the Lord: O Lord, I will be mindful of thy justice alone.
17 Ao Onyankopɔn, ɛfiri mʼababunu berɛ na wokyerɛkyerɛɛ me, na ɛbɛsi ɛnnɛ yi, meka wʼanwanwadeɛ a woayɛ kyerɛ.
Thou hast taught me, O God, from my youth: and till now I will declare thy wonderful works.
18 Mpo sɛ mebɔ akɔkoraa na mefu dwono a, Ao Onyankopɔn, nnya me, kɔsi sɛ mɛka wo tumi ho asɛm akyerɛ nkyirimma, ne wo kɛseyɛ akyerɛ wɔn a wɔbɛba nyinaa.
And unto old age and grey hairs: O God, forsake me not, Until I shew forth thy arm to all the generation that is to come: Thy power,
19 Ao Onyankopɔn, wo tenenee duru sorosoro, wo a woayɛ nneɛma akɛseɛ. Ao Onyankopɔn, hwan na ɔte sɛ wo?
And thy justice, O God, even to the highest great things thou hast done: O God, who is like to thee?
20 Mmom woama mahunu ɔhaw bebree a ɛyɛ yea; nanso wobɛma me nkwa bio; na wobɛyi me bio afiri asase ase.
How great troubles hast thou shewn me, many and grievous: and turning thou hast brought me to life, and hast brought me back again from the depths of the earth:
21 Wobɛhyɛ me animuonyam bebree na woakyekye me werɛ bio.
Thou hast multiplied thy magnificence; and turning to me thou hast comforted me.
22 Mede sankuo bɛkamfo wo Ao me Onyankopɔn, wo tenenee enti mɛto wʼayɛyi dwom wɔ sankuten so Ao Israel Kronkronni.
For I will also confess to thee thy truth with the instruments of psaltery: O God, I will sing to thee with the harp, thou holy one of Israel.
23 Mʼanofafa de anigyeɛ bɛteam ɛberɛ a meto dwom kamfo woɔ, me a woagye me no.
My lips shall greatly rejoice, when I shall sing to thee; and my soul which thou hast redeemed.
24 Me tɛkrɛma bɛka wo tenenee nnwuma da mu nyinaa, ɛfiri sɛ wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ wɔha me no kɔ animguaseɛ ne basabasayɛ mu.
Yea and my tongue shall meditate on thy justice all the day; when they shall be confounded and put to shame that seek evils to me.
