Psalms 131

1 A song of ascents. Of David. O Lord, my heart is not haughty, my eyes are not lofty, I walk not among great things, things too wonderful for me.

Ɔsoroforo dwom. Dawid de. Awurade, ahomaso nni me koma mu, na mʼani ntraa me ntɔn ɛ; memma nsɛm akɛse nhaw me anaa nsɛm a ɛyɛ nwonwa dodo ma me.

2 Yes, I have soothed and stilled myself, like a young child on his mother’s lap; like a young child am I.

Na mmom, mama me kra anya abotɔyam te sɛ akokoaa a ɔda ne na so renum no, te sɛ akokoaa a otua nufu ano no, saa ara na me kra ayɛ wɔ me mu.

3 O Israel, hope in the Lord from now and for evermore.

Israel, ma wʼani nna Awurade so, mprempren ne daa nyinaa.