Nnwom 9
1 Dawid dwom. Ao Awurade, mefiri mʼakoma nyinaa mu mekamfo wo. Mɛka wʼanwanwadeɛ no nyinaa.
TO THE OVERSEER. [SET] ON “DEATH OF THE SON.” A PSALM OF DAVID. I confess, O YHWH, with all my heart, I recount all Your wonders,
2 Mɛma mʼani agye na madi ahurisie wɔ wo mu. Mɛto ayɛyie dwom ama wo din, Ao Ɔsorosoroni.
I rejoice and exult in You, I praise Your Name, O Most High.
3 Mʼatamfoɔ sane wɔn akyi; wɔtete hwe, na wɔwuwu wɔ wʼanim.
In my enemies turning backward, They stumble and perish from Your face.
4 Woadi mʼasɛm ama me, na mɛnya mʼahofadie; woatena wʼahennwa so, abu atɛntenenee.
For You have done my judgment and my right. You have sat on a throne, Judging [with] righteousness.
5 Woatwe amanaman no aso, na woasɛe amumuyɛfoɔ. Woapepa wɔn din a wɔrenkae wɔn bio.
You have rebuked nations, You have destroyed the wicked, You have blotted out their name for all time and forever.
6 Ɔsɛeɛ a ɛnni awieeɛ ato ɔtamfoɔ no, woatutu wɔn nkuropɔn; na wɔnnkae wɔn bio mpo.
The enemy—[your] destructions have been completed forever, As for cities you have plucked up, Their memorial has perished with them.
7 Awurade di ɔhene daa daa; wasi nʼatemmuo ahennwa.
And YHWH abides for all time, He is preparing His throne for judgment.
8 Ɔde tenenee bɛbu ewiase atɛn; ɔde atɛntenenee bɛdi nnipa no so.
And He judges the world in righteousness, He judges the peoples in uprightness.
9 Awurade yɛ dwanekɔbea ma wɔn a wɔhyɛ wɔn so, ɔyɛ abandenden wɔ ahohia mmrɛ mu.
And YHWH is a tower for the bruised, A tower for times of adversity.
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.
They trust in You who know Your Name, For You have not forsaken those seeking You, O YHWH.
11 Monto ayɛyie dwom mma Awurade a ɔte ahennwa so wɔ Sion; mompae mu nka deɛ wayɛ wɔ amanaman no mu.
Sing praise to YHWH, inhabiting Zion, Declare His acts among the peoples,
12 Na ɔkae deɛ ɔtɔ mogya so were no; ɔmmu nʼani ngu ɔbrɛfoɔ sufrɛ so.
For He who is seeking for blood Has remembered them, He has not forgotten the cry of the afflicted.
13 Ao Awurade, hwɛ sɛdeɛ mʼatamfoɔ teetee me! Hu me mmɔbɔ na yi me firi owuo apono ano,
Favor me, O YHWH, See my affliction by those hating me, You who 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.
So that I recount all Your praise, In the gates of the daughter of Zion. I rejoice on Your salvation.
15 Aman amanmufoɔ atɔ amena a wɔatu no mu; afidie a wɔsum hintaaeɛ no ayi wɔn nan.
Nations have sunk in a pit they made, Their foot has been captured in a net that they hid.
16 Awurade atɛntenenee da no adi; amumuyɛfoɔ nsa ano adwuma ayi wɔn.
YHWH has been known, He has done judgment; By a work of his hands The wicked has been snared. (Meditation, Selah)
The wicked turn back to Sheol, All nations forgetting God. (Sheol h7585)
18 Nanso ɛnyɛ daa na ne werɛ bɛfiri ohiani, anaa sɛ mmɔborɔni anidasoɔ bɛyera korakora.
For the needy is not forgotten forever, [Nor] the hope of the humble lost for all time.
19 Sɔre! Ao Awurade, mma ɔdasani nni nkonim, bu amanaman no atɛn wɔ wʼanim.
Rise, O YHWH, do not let man be strong, Let nations be judged before Your face.
20 Hunahuna wɔn, Ao Awurade; na ma wɔnhunu sɛ, wɔyɛ adasamma.
Appoint them to fear, O YHWH, Let nations know they [are] men! (Selah)
