Psalms 35
1 Of David. Contend, Lord, with those who contend with me, do battle with those who do battle with me.
Dawid dwom. Awurade wo ne wɔn a wɔne me di asi no nni asi; ko tia wɔn a wɔko tia me.
2 Grasp shield and buckler, and rise up as my help.
Fa wo nkatabo ne wʼakode; na sɔre bra bɛboa me.
3 Draw spear and battle-axe, confront those who pursue me. Assure me that you will help me.
Twe peaw ne abonnua wɔ wɔn a wɔtaa me no so. Ka kyerɛ me kra se, “Mene wʼagyenkwa.”
4 Dishonour and shame be on those who are seeking my life! Defeat and confusion on those who are planning my hurt!
Wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ wokum me no, ma wɔn anim ngu ase; wɔn a wɔbɔ me sɛe ho pɔw no, ma wɔmfa aniwu nsan wɔn akyi.
5 As chaff before wind may they be, with the Lord’s angel pursuing them.
Ma wɔnyɛ sɛ ntɛtɛ a mframa bɔ gu wɔn a Awurade bɔfo repam wɔn no.
6 Slippery and dark be their way, with his angel thrusting them on.
Ma wɔn akwan so nnuru sum na ɛso ɛnyɛ toro, na Awurade bɔfo ntaa wɔn.
7 For they wantonly hid their net for me, and dug a pit to destroy me.
Esiane sɛ wɔde ɔtan sum me afiri kwa, na wotuu amoa maa me a menyɛɛ wɔn hwee no nti
8 Upon them may ruin come unawares; may the net which they hid catch themselves, and into the pit may they fall.
ma ɔsɛe mmefu wɔn mu na ɔtan no a wɔde hintaw no nyi wɔn, na ma wɔnhwe amoa no mu nsɛe.
9 Then I will exult in the Lord, and be joyful because of his help;
Afei me kra ani begye wɔ Awurade mu na wasɛpɛw ne ho wɔ ne nkwagye mu.
10 and all my being will say, ‘Who, O Lord, is like you, who save the helpless from those too strong for them, the poor and the helpless from those who despoil them?’
Me nipadua nyinaa bɛteɛ mu aka se, “Hena na ɔte sɛ wo, Awurade? Wugye ohiani fi ahoɔdenfo nsam, ne nea onni bi fi apoobɔfo nsam.”
11 Violent witnesses rise, and ask of me things that I know not.
Adansekurumfo sɔre; wobisa me nneɛma a minnim ho hwee ho asɛm.
12 Evil for good they requite me, leaving me inwardly comfortless.
Wɔde bɔne tua papa a meyɛ so ka na wɔma me kra yɛ basaa.
13 But when they were sick, I put on sackcloth, and chastened myself with fasting. I prayed with head bowed low,
Nanso bere a wɔyaree no, mifuraa atweaatam na mede akɔnkyen brɛɛ me ho ase. Bere a me mpaebɔ ho mmuae nnya mmae no,
14 as if for my friend or my brother. I went about bowed and in mourning, as one who laments his mother.
mekɔɔ so twaa adwo, sɛnea meyɛ ma mʼadamfo anaa onuabarima. Mede awerɛhow sii me ti ase te sɛ nea meregyam me na.
15 When I stumbled, they gleefully gathered, strangers gathered around me, and tore at me without ceasing,
Nanso bere a mihintiw no wɔde anigye boaa wɔn ho ano; afowfo twaa me ho hyiae a minnim, na wodii me ho nseku a wɔantwa so da.
16 impiously mocking and mocking, bearing their teeth at me.
Wɔde adwemmɔne dii me ho fɛw te sɛ nnipa a wonni nyamesu, wɔtwɛree wɔn se guu me so.
17 How long, Lord, will you look on? Rescue me from their roaring, my precious life from the lions.
Awurade, wobɛhwɛ wɔn akosi da bɛn? Gye me nkwa fi wɔn sɛe mu, gye me nkwa a ɛsom bo no fi saa gyata yi nsam.
18 I will then give you thanks in the great congregation, and praise you before many people.
Na mɛda wo ase wɔ guabɔ kɛse ase; wɔ nnipa dodow mu na mɛkamfo wo.
19 Suffer not those to rejoice over me who are falsely my foes, suffer not those who without cause abhor me to wink with the eye.
Mma mʼatamfo a wɔtan me kwa no nhwɛ me haw nserew. Mma wɔn a menyɛɛ wɔn hwee nanso wɔtan me no mmfa adwene bɔne mmu me anikyiw.
20 For it is not peace that they speak of those who are quiet in the land; but treacherous charges they plot.
Wɔnnkasa asomdwoe so, na mmom, wɔde ntwatoso tia nnipa a wɔmpɛ wɔn ho asɛm wɔ asase yi so.
21 With wide open mouths they shout, ‘Hurrah! Hurrah! With our own eyes we saw it.’
Wɔhwɛ me haw ka se, “Yiw! Yiw, yɛde yɛn ankasa ani ahu.”
22 But you have seen, too, O Lord, keep not silence, O Lord, be not far from me.
Awurade, woahu na mmua wʼano. Ntwe wo ho nkɔ akyiri, Awurade.
23 Bestir you, awake, for my right my God, my Lord, for my cause.
Nyan, sɔre na bɛbɔ me ho ban! Ka bi ma me, me Nyankopɔn ne mʼAwurade.
24 You are just, Lord: win for me justice, let them not rejoice over me,
Di mʼasɛm ma me wɔ wo trenee no mu, Awurade me Nyankopɔn; mma wɔnnhwɛ me haw nserew.
25 inwardly saying, ‘Hurrah! The desire of our hearts at last! Now we have swallowed him up.’
Mma wɔnnwene nka se, “Yiw, nea yɛpɛ ni!” anaa wɔnnka se, “Yɛanya no.”
26 Shame and confusion together on those who rejoice at my hurt! Clothed with shame and dishonour be those who are haughty to me!
Ma wɔn a wɔhwɛ me haw serew me wɔ mʼahohiahia mu no nyinaa anim ngu ase na wɔnyɛ basaa; ma wɔn a wodi me so akokurokosɛm no nhyɛ aniwu ne animguase atade.
27 Let such as delight in my cause ring out their gladness, and say evermore, ‘Great is the Lord whose delight is the well-being of his servant.’
Ma wɔn a wodi ahurusi wɔ me bembu ho no mfa anigye ne ahosɛpɛw nteɛ mu bere nyinaa mu; ma wɔnka se, “Momma Awurade so, ɔno na nʼani gye ne somfo yiyedi ho.”
28 Then my tongue will tell of your justice, and all the day long of your praise.
Me tɛkrɛma bɛka wo trenee, ne wʼayeyi, da mu nyinaa.
