Nnwom 90
1 Onyankopɔn onipa Mose mpaeɛbɔ. Awurade, wo na woayɛ yɛn tenabea awoɔ ntoatoasoɔ nyinaa mu.
A prayer of Moses the man of God. Lord, You have been our dwelling place through all generations.
2 Ansa na wɔrebɛbɔ mmepɔ anaasɛ worebɛda asase ne ewiase adi no, na woyɛ Onyankopɔn firi mmerɛsanten kɔsi mmerɛsanten.
Before the mountains were born or You brought forth the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting You are God.
3 Woma adasamma sane dane mfuturo, ka sɛ, “Ao adasamma, monsane nkɔ mfuturo mu.”
You return man to dust, saying, “Return, O sons of mortals.”
4 Mfirinhyia apem yɛ wʼani so sɛ da koro a abɛsene seesei, anaasɛ anadwo mu dɔnhwereɛ kakraa bi.
For in Your sight a thousand years are but a day that passes, or a watch of the night.
5 Wopra nnipa kɔ, wɔ owuo nna mu; wɔte sɛ ɛserɛ a afefɛ anɔpa,
You whisk them away in their sleep; they are like the new grass of the morning—
6 ɛfefɛ yɛ frɔmfrɔm anɔpa deɛ, nanso anwummerɛ ɛwo na ɛtwintwam.
in the morning it springs up new, but by evening it fades and withers.
7 Yɛresa wɔ wʼabofuo ano na wʼanibereɛ abɔ yɛn hu.
For we are consumed by Your anger and terrified by Your wrath.
8 Wode yɛn amumuyɛ asi wʼanim, na yɛn kɔkoam bɔne da wʼanim hann no mu.
You have set our iniquities before You, our secret sins in the light of Your presence.
9 Yɛn nna nyinaa twam wɔ wʼabufuhyeɛ mu; na yɛde awerɛhoɔdie na ɛwie yɛn mfeɛ.
For all our days decline in Your fury; we finish our years with a sigh.
10 Yɛn nkwa nna si mfeɛ aduɔson, anaasɛ aduɔwɔtwe, sɛ yɛwɔ ahoɔden a; na emu ahohoahoadeɛ yɛ ɔhaw ne awerɛhoɔ, na ɛtwam ntɛm ntɛm, na yɛtu kɔ.
The length of our days is seventy years— or eighty if we are strong— yet their pride is but labor and sorrow, for they quickly pass, and we fly away.
11 Hwan na ɔnim wʼabofuo mu tumi? Wʼabofuhyeɛ yɛ kɛseɛ sɛdeɛ wo ho suro teɛ.
Who knows the power of Your anger? Your wrath matches the fear You are due.
12 Ma yɛnhunu yɛn nna kan sɛdeɛ ɛteɛ, na yɛanya nyansa akoma.
So teach us to number our days, that we may present a heart of wisdom.
13 Sane bra, Ao Awurade, ɛbɛkɔ so akɔsi da bɛn? Hunu wʼasomfoɔ mmɔbɔ.
Return, O LORD! How long will it be? Have compassion on Your servants.
14 Ma wʼadɔeɛ a ɛnsa da no mmee yɛn adekyeɛ mu, na yɛde anigyeɛ ato dwom adi ahurisie yɛn nna nyinaa mu.
Satisfy us in the morning with Your loving devotion, that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.
15 Ma yɛn ani nnye nna bebree sɛ nna dodoɔ a wode yɛn kɔɔ amanehunu mu no, sɛ mfirinhyia dodoɔ a yɛhunuu ateeteeɛ no.
Make us glad for as many days as You have afflicted us, for as many years as we have seen evil.
16 Ma wʼasomfoɔ nhunu wo nneyɛɛ na wɔn mma nhunu wʼanimuonyam.
May Your work be shown to Your servants, and Your splendor to their children.
17 Ma Awurade yɛn Onyankopɔn adom no ntena yɛn so; na yɛn nsa ano adwuma nyɛ yie mma yɛn aane, yɛn nsa ano adwuma nyɛ yie.
May the favor of the Lord our God rest upon us; establish for us the work of our hands— yes, establish the work of our hands!
