Nnwom 79
1 Asaf dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn, amanaman no ato ahyɛ wʼagyapadeɛ so; wɔagu wʼasɔredan kronkron no ho fi, wɔama Yerusalem adane mmubuiɛ.
A PSALM OF ASAPH. O God, nations have come into Your inheritance, They have defiled Your holy temple, They made Jerusalem become heaps,
2 Wɔde wʼasomfoɔ afunu ayɛ aduane ama ewiem nnomaa, na wɔde wʼahotefoɔ ɛnam ama asase so mmoa.
They gave the dead bodies of Your servants [As] food for the birds of the heavens, The flesh of Your saints For the wild beast of the earth.
3 Wɔahwie mogya agu te sɛ nsuo wɔ Yerusalem ho nyinaa, na obiara nni hɔ a ɔbɛsie awufoɔ no.
They have shed their blood As water around Jerusalem, And there is none burying.
4 Yɛayɛ animtiabudeɛ ama yɛn mfɛfoɔ, fɛdie ne nsopa ama wɔn a atwa yɛn ho ahyia.
We have been a reproach to our neighbors, A scorn and a derision to our surrounders.
5 Ao Awurade, ɛnkɔsi da bɛn? Wo bo bɛfu afebɔɔ anaa? Wo ninkunu bɛdɛre sɛ ogya akɔsi da bɛn?
Until when, O YHWH? Are You angry forever? Your jealousy burns as fire.
6 Hwie wʼabofuo gu amanaman a wɔnni woɔ no so, ahennie a wɔmmɔ wo din no;
Pour Your fury on the nations who have not known You, And on kingdoms that have not called on Your Name.
7 ɛfiri sɛ wɔakum Yakob na wɔasɛe nʼatenaeɛ.
For [one] has devoured Jacob, And they have made his habitation desolate.
8 Mfa yɛn agyanom bɔne so asotwe mma yɛn; ma wo mmɔborɔhunu mmra yɛn so ntɛm, na yɛwɔ ahohiahia mu.
Do not remember for us the iniquities of forefathers, Hurry, let Your mercies go before us, For we have been very weak.
9 Ao Onyankopɔn yɛn Agyenkwa, boa yɛn, wo din no animuonyam nti; gye yɛn na fa yɛn bɔne kyɛ yɛn wo din enti.
Help us, O God of our salvation, Because of the glory of Your Name, And deliver us, and cover over our sins, For Your Name’s 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.
Why do the nations say, “Where [is] their God?” Let [it] be known among the nations before our eyes, The vengeance of the blood of Your servants that is shed.
11 Ma nneduafoɔ no apinisie nnuru wʼanim; fa wo basa ahoɔden no kora wɔn a wɔabu wɔn kumfɔ no.
Let the groaning of the prisoner come in before You, According to the greatness of Your arm, Leave the sons of death.
12 Ao Awurade, ahohora a yɛn mfɛfoɔ asum agu wo soɔ no, tua wɔn so ka mprɛnson.
And return to our neighbors, Sevenfold to their bosom, their reproach, With which they reproached You, 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.
And we, Your people, and the flock of Your pasture, We give thanks to You for all time, We recount Your praise from generation to generation!
