Nnwom 92
1 Dwom a wɔto no Homeda. Ɛyɛ sɛ wɔkamfo wo Awurade na wɔto dwom de hyɛ wo animuonyam, Ao Ɔsorosoroni,
A Psalm. — A Song for the sabbath-day. Good to give thanks to Jehovah, And to sing praises to Thy name, O Most High,
2 na wɔpae mu ka wʼadɔeɛ anɔpa ne wo nokorɛ anadwo,
To declare in the morning Thy kindness, And Thy faithfulness in the nights.
3 wɔ ahoma edu sankuo so ne sankuten nnwom mu.
On ten strings and on psaltery, On (higgaion) with harp.
4 Ao Awurade, wo nneyɛɛ ma mʼani gye; mede anigyeɛ bɛto dwom, wo nsa ano nnwuma enti.
For Thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Jehovah, in Thy work, Concerning the works of Thy hands I sing.
5 Ao Awurade, wo nnwuma yɛ akɛseɛ, na wo nyansa mu dɔ!
How great have been Thy works, O Jehovah, Very deep have been Thy thoughts.
6 Ogyimifoɔ nnim na nkwaseafoɔ nte aseɛ,
A brutish man doth not know, And a fool understandeth not this; —
7 amumuyɛfoɔ bɛnyini sɛ ɛserɛ na abɔnefoɔ bɛyɛ frɔmfrɔm deɛ, nanso wɔbɛsɛe wɔn pasaa.
When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity — For their being destroyed for ever and ever!
8 Na wo Awurade, woyɛ kɛseɛ afebɔɔ.
And Thou [art] high to the age, O Jehovah.
9 Ao Awurade ampa ara, wʼatamfoɔ bɛyera; na wobɛhwete abɔnefoɔ nyinaa.
For, lo, Thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, Thine enemies, do perish, Separate themselves do all workers of iniquity.
10 Woama me ahoɔden te sɛ ɛkoɔ; woahwie ngohwam papa agu me so.
And Thou exaltest as a reem my horn, I have been anointed with fresh oil.
11 Mahunu mʼatamfoɔ nkoguo a wɔadi, mate sɛdeɛ mʼatamfoɔ atirimuɔdenfoɔ adwane afiri akono.
And mine eye looketh on mine enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evil doers, do mine ears hear.
12 Ateneneefoɔ bɛyɛ frɔmm te sɛ abedua, wɔbɛnyini sɛ Lebanon ntweneduro;
The righteous as a palm-tree flourisheth, As a cedar in Lebanon he groweth.
13 deɛ wɔadua wɔ Awurade fie, wɔbɛnyini frɔmfrɔm wɔ yɛn Onyankopɔn adihɔ hɔ.
Those planted in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of our God do flourish.
14 Wɔbɛkɔ so aso aba, onyinkyerɛ mu mpo, wɔbɛyɛ frɔmm sɛ ahahammono,
Still they bring forth in old age, Fat and flourishing are they,
15 de akyerɛ sɛ, “Awurade yɛ ɔteneneeni; ɔyɛ me botan, na atirimuɔdensɛm biara nni ne mu.”
To declare that upright [is] Jehovah my rock, And there is no perverseness in Him!
