Psalms 24

1 Of David. A psalm. The earth is the Lord’s and all that it holds, the world and those who live in it.

Dawid dwom. Asase ne deɛ ɛwɔ mu nyinaa yɛ Awurade dea; ewiase ne wɔn a wɔte soɔ nyinaa wɔ no;

2 For he founded it on the seas, and on the floods he sustains it.

ɛfiri sɛ ɔno na ɔtoo ne fapem wɔ ɛpo so na ɔde sii nsuo ani.

3 Who may ascend the hill of the Lord? Who may stand in his holy place?

Hwan na ɔbɛtumi aforo Awurade bepɔ no? Hwan na ɔbɛtumi agyina ne tenabea kronkron hɔ?

4 The clean of hands, the pure of heart, who sets not their heart upon sinful things, nor swears with intent to deceive:

Deɛ ɔyɛ ade tenenee na nʼakoma mu teɛ, deɛ ne kra nni ahoni akyi na ɔnnka ntanhunu.

5 they win from the Lord a blessing: God is their champion and saviour.

Ɔbɛnya Awurade nsam nhyira ne bembuo a ɛfiri ne Nkwagyeɛ Onyankopɔn.

6 Such must be those who resort to him, and seek the face of the God of Jacob. (Selah)

Saa na awoɔ ntoatoasoɔ a wɔhwehwɛ Awurade no teɛ, wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ wʼanim no, Ao Yakob Onyankopɔn.

7 Lift high your heads, you gates – Higher, you ancient doors; welcome the glorious king.

Mo apono, mommuebue mommuebue, mo tete apono, na Animuonyam Ɔhene nhyɛne mu.

8 ‘Who is the glorious king?’ ‘The Lord strong and heroic, the Lord heroic in battle.’

Hwan ne saa Animuonyam Ɔhene yi? Ɔno ne Awurade ɔhoɔdenfoɔ ne otumfoɔ no; Awurade a ɔyɛ ɔko mu nkonimdifoɔ.

9 Lift high your heads, you gates – Higher, you ancient doors; welcome the glorious king.

Mommuebue, Ao mo apono mommuebue, mo tete apono, na animuonyam Ɔhene no nkɔ mu.

10 ‘Who is the glorious king?’ ‘The Lord, the God of hosts, he is the glorious king.’ (Selah)

Hwan ne saa animuonyam Ɔhene yi? Asafo Awurade no, ɔno ne animuonyam Ɔhene no.