Nnwom 84
1 Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ sɛ wɔnto no wɔ gittit sankuo nne so. Kora mma dwom. Ao Asafo Awurade, wʼatenaeɛ hɔ yɛ ahomeka!
“For the leader of the music. On the Gittith. A psalm of the sons of Korah.” How lovely are thy tabernacles, O LORD of hosts!
2 Me kra pere, mpo ɛtɔ piti, sɛ ɔbɛkɔ Awurade adihɔ; mʼakoma ne me honam team frɛ Onyankopɔn ɔteasefoɔ.
My soul longeth, yea, fainteth, for the courts of the LORD; My heart and my flesh cry aloud for the living God.
3 Mpo akasanoma anya fie, na asomfena nso anwono ne pirebuo, baabi a ɔbɛhwane ne mma wɔ beaeɛ bi a ɛbɛn wʼafɔrebukyia, Ao Asafo Awurade, me Ɔhene ne me Onyankopɔn.
The very sparrow findeth an abode, And the swallow a nest, where they may lay their young, By thine altars, O LORD of hosts, My king and my God!
4 Nhyira nka wɔn a wɔte wo fie; na wɔkamfo wo din daa.
Happy they who dwell in thy house, Who are continually praising thee! (Pause)
5 Nhyira nka wɔn a wɔwɔ wo mu ahoɔden, na wɔde wɔn akoma hyɛ akwantuo ase kɔhwehwɛ wo.
Happy the man whose glory is in thee, In whose heart are the ways [[to Jerusalem]]!
6 Sɛ wɔfa Baka Bɔnhwa no mu a, wɔma hɔ yɛ nsuwansuwa; osutɔberɛ nsuo nso de nhyira pii kata asase no so.
Passing through the valley of Baca, they make it a fountain; and the early rain covereth it with blessings.
7 Wɔkɔ no ahoɔden so berɛ nyinaa, kɔsi sɛ wɔn mu biara bɛpue Onyankopɔn anim wɔ Sion.
They go on from strength to strength; Every one of them appeareth before God in Zion.
8 Ao Asafo Awurade, Onyankopɔn tie me mpaeɛbɔ; Ao Yakob Onyankopɔn, yɛ aso ma me.
Hear my prayer, O LORD, God of hosts! Give ear, O God of Jacob! (Pause)
9 Ao Onyankopɔn, hwɛ yɛn akokyɛm; fa ahummɔborɔ hwɛ deɛ woasra no ngo no.
Look down, O God! our shield, And behold the face of thine anointed!
10 Wʼadihɔ hɔ da korɔ tena yɛ sene nnafua apem wɔ baabi foforɔ; mepɛ sɛ mɛyɛ ɔpono ano hwɛfoɔ wɔ Onyankopɔn fie sene sɛ mɛtena amumuyɛfoɔ ntomadan mu.
For a day spent in thy courts is better than a thousand: I would rather stand on the threshold of the house of my God, Than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
11 Ɛfiri sɛ Awurade Onyankopɔn yɛ owia ne ɛkyɛm; Awurade hunu mmɔbɔ na ɔhyɛ animuonyam; ɔremfa ade pa biara nkame wɔn a wɔteneɛ.
For the LORD God is a sun and a shield; The LORD giveth grace and glory; No good thing doth he withhold From them that walk uprightly.
12 Ao Asafo Awurade, nhyira nka onipa a ɔde ne ho to wo so.
O LORD of hosts! Happy the man who trusteth in thee!
