Nnwom 9
1 Dawid dwom. Ao Awurade, mefiri mʼakoma nyinaa mu mekamfo wo. Mɛka wʼanwanwadeɛ no nyinaa.
For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Death of the Son.” A Psalm of David. I will give thanks to the LORD with all my heart; I will recount all Your wonders.
2 Mɛma mʼani agye na madi ahurisie wɔ wo mu. Mɛto ayɛyie dwom ama wo din, Ao Ɔsorosoroni.
I will be glad and rejoice in You; I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High.
3 Mʼatamfoɔ sane wɔn akyi; wɔtete hwe, na wɔwuwu wɔ wʼanim.
When my enemies retreat, they stumble and perish before You.
4 Woadi mʼasɛm ama me, na mɛnya mʼahofadie; woatena wʼahennwa so, abu atɛntenenee.
For You have upheld my just cause; You sit on Your throne judging righteously.
5 Woatwe amanaman no aso, na woasɛe amumuyɛfoɔ. Woapepa wɔn din a wɔrenkae wɔn bio.
You have rebuked the nations; You have destroyed the wicked; You have erased their name forever and ever.
6 Ɔsɛeɛ a ɛnni awieeɛ ato ɔtamfoɔ no, woatutu wɔn nkuropɔn; na wɔnnkae wɔn bio mpo.
The enemy has come to eternal ruin, and You have uprooted their cities; the very memory of them has vanished.
7 Awurade di ɔhene daa daa; wasi nʼatemmuo ahennwa.
But the LORD abides forever; He has established His throne for judgment.
8 Ɔde tenenee bɛbu ewiase atɛn; ɔde atɛntenenee bɛdi nnipa no so.
He judges the world with justice; He governs the people with equity.
9 Awurade yɛ dwanekɔbea ma wɔn a wɔhyɛ wɔn so, ɔyɛ abandenden wɔ ahohia mmrɛ mu.
The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble.
10 Wɔn a wɔnim wo din no de wɔn ho bɛto wo so, ɛfiri sɛ, wo Awurade, wonnyaa obiara a ɔhwehwɛ wo no mu da.
Those who know Your name trust in You, for You, O LORD, have not forsaken those who seek You.
11 Monto ayɛyie dwom mma Awurade a ɔte ahennwa so wɔ Sion; mompae mu nka deɛ wayɛ wɔ amanaman no mu.
Sing praises to the LORD, who dwells in Zion; proclaim His deeds among the nations.
12 Na ɔkae deɛ ɔtɔ mogya so were no; ɔmmu nʼani ngu ɔbrɛfoɔ sufrɛ so.
For the Avenger of bloodshed remembers; He does not ignore the cry of the afflicted.
13 Ao Awurade, hwɛ sɛdeɛ mʼatamfoɔ teetee me! Hu me mmɔbɔ na yi me firi owuo apono ano,
Be merciful to me, O LORD; see how my enemies afflict me! Lift me up from the gates of death,
14 na matumi apae mu aka wʼayɛyie wɔ Ɔbabaa Sion apono ano na ɛhɔ, madi ahurisie wɔ wo nkwagyeɛ no mu.
that I may declare all Your praises— that within the gates of Daughter Zion I may rejoice in Your salvation.
15 Aman amanmufoɔ atɔ amena a wɔatu no mu; afidie a wɔsum hintaaeɛ no ayi wɔn nan.
The nations have fallen into a pit of their making; their feet are caught in the net they have hidden.
16 Awurade atɛntenenee da no adi; amumuyɛfoɔ nsa ano adwuma ayi wɔn.
The LORD is known by the justice He brings; the wicked are ensnared by the work of their hands.
The wicked will return to Sheol— all the nations who forget God. (Sheol h7585)
18 Nanso ɛnyɛ daa na ne werɛ bɛfiri ohiani, anaa sɛ mmɔborɔni anidasoɔ bɛyera korakora.
For the needy will not always be forgotten; nor the hope of the oppressed forever dashed.
19 Sɔre! Ao Awurade, mma ɔdasani nni nkonim, bu amanaman no atɛn wɔ wʼanim.
Rise up, O LORD, do not let man prevail; let the nations be judged in Your presence.
20 Hunahuna wɔn, Ao Awurade; na ma wɔnhunu sɛ, wɔyɛ adasamma.
Lay terror upon them, O LORD; let the nations know they are but men.
