Nnwom 79
1 Asaf dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn, amanaman no ato ahyɛ wʼagyapadeɛ so; wɔagu wʼasɔredan kronkron no ho fi, wɔama Yerusalem adane mmubuiɛ.
A Psalme committed to Asaph. O God, the heathen are come into thine inheritance: thine holy Temple haue they defiled, and made Ierusalem heapes of stones.
2 Wɔde wʼasomfoɔ afunu ayɛ aduane ama ewiem nnomaa, na wɔde wʼahotefoɔ ɛnam ama asase so mmoa.
The dead bodies of thy seruats haue they giuen to be meat vnto foules of ye heauen: and the flesh of thy Saintes vnto the beastes of the earth.
3 Wɔahwie mogya agu te sɛ nsuo wɔ Yerusalem ho nyinaa, na obiara nni hɔ a ɔbɛsie awufoɔ no.
Their blood haue they shead like waters rounde about Ierusalem, and there was none to burie them.
4 Yɛayɛ animtiabudeɛ ama yɛn mfɛfoɔ, fɛdie ne nsopa ama wɔn a atwa yɛn ho ahyia.
Wee are a reproche to our neighbours, euen a scorne and derision vnto them that are round about vs.
5 Ao Awurade, ɛnkɔsi da bɛn? Wo bo bɛfu afebɔɔ anaa? Wo ninkunu bɛdɛre sɛ ogya akɔsi da bɛn?
Lord, howe long wilt thou be angrie, for euer? shall thy gelousie burne like fire?
6 Hwie wʼabofuo gu amanaman a wɔnni woɔ no so, ahennie a wɔmmɔ wo din no;
Powre out thy wrath vpon the heathen that haue not knowen thee, and vpon the kingdomes that haue not called vpon thy Name.
7 ɛfiri sɛ wɔakum Yakob na wɔasɛe nʼatenaeɛ.
For they haue deuoured Iaakob and made his dwelling place desolate.
8 Mfa yɛn agyanom bɔne so asotwe mma yɛn; ma wo mmɔborɔhunu mmra yɛn so ntɛm, na yɛwɔ ahohiahia mu.
Remember not against vs the former iniquities, but make haste and let thy tender mercies preuent vs: for we are in great miserie.
9 Ao Onyankopɔn yɛn Agyenkwa, boa yɛn, wo din no animuonyam nti; gye yɛn na fa yɛn bɔne kyɛ yɛn wo din enti.
Helpe vs, O God of our saluation, for the glorie of thy Name, and deliuer vs, and be mercifull vnto our sinnes for thy Names sake.
10 Adɛn enti na ɛsɛ sɛ amanaman ka sɛ, “Wɔn Onyankopɔn wɔ he?” Yɛn anim ha ara, ma wɔnhunu wɔ amanaman mu sɛ wotɔ wʼasomfoɔ mogya a wɔahwie agu no so werɛ.
Wherefore should the heathen say, Where is their God? let him be knowen among the heathen in our sight by the vengeance of the blood of thy seruants that is shed.
11 Ma nneduafoɔ no apinisie nnuru wʼanim; fa wo basa ahoɔden no kora wɔn a wɔabu wɔn kumfɔ no.
Let the sighing of the prisoners come before thee: according to thy mightie arme preserue the children of death,
12 Ao Awurade, ahohora a yɛn mfɛfoɔ asum agu wo soɔ no, tua wɔn so ka mprɛnson.
And render to our neighbours seuen folde into their bosome their reproche, wherewith they haue reproched thee, O Lord.
13 Na yɛn a yɛyɛ wo nkurɔfoɔ, wʼadidibea nnwan no, bɛyi wo ayɛ daa nyinaa; ɛfiri awoɔ ntoatoasoɔ kɔsi awoɔ ntoatoasoɔ yɛbɛkɔ so aka wʼayɛyie akyerɛ.
So wee thy people, and sheepe of thy pasture shall praise thee for euer: and from generation to generation we will set foorth thy praise.
