Psalms 40
1 For the leader. A psalm of David. For the Lord I waited and waited, till, inclining to me, he heard my cry.
Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Dawid dwom. Mede boasetɔ twɛn Awurade; na ɔhwɛɛ me, na ɔtee me sufrɛ.
2 From the horrible pit he drew me, up out of the miry clay; he set my feet on a rock, and my steps he made firm.
Oyii me fii amoa a mu yɛ toro mu, fii dɔte ne dontori mu; ɔde mʼanan sii ɔbotan so na ɔmaa me baabi pa gyinae.
3 He put a new song in my mouth, of praise to our God. Many see it, and, filled with awe, put their trust in the Lord.
Ɔde dwom foforo hyɛɛ mʼanom, ayeyi dwom a yɛde ma yɛn Nyankopɔn. Bebree behu na wɔasuro, na wɔde wɔn werɛ ahyɛ Awurade mu.
4 Happy the person who has put in the Lord their trust, not looking to false gods or turning to idols.
Nhyira ne onipa a ɔde Awurade yɛ nʼahotoso, nea ɔmfa nʼani nto ahomaso so, ne wɔn a wɔman di anyame huhuw akyi.
5 With us you have wrought in rich measure, O Lord our God, your marvels and purposes for us – none may compare with you – were I to declare or to tell them, past counting are they.
Awurade me Nyankopɔn woayɛ anwonwade bebree. Nneɛma a wohyehyɛ maa yɛn no obiara ntumi nka ne nyinaa nkyerɛ wo; sɛ meka se mereka ne nyinaa ho asɛm a ɛbɛdɔɔso dodo.
6 In offerings bloody or bloodless you have no delight, but with open ears you have made me. Burnt-offering and offering for sin are not what you ask.
Wompɛ afɔrebɔ ne ayɛyɛde, nanso woabue mʼaso; woampɛ ɔhyew afɔre ne bɔne afɔre.
7 Then said I, ‘Here I am, as the roll of the book has enjoined.
Na mekae se, “Mini, maba, sɛnea wɔakyerɛw afa me ho wɔ nhoma mmobɔwee no mu no.
8 My delight, O God, is to do your will, and your law is within my heart.’
Me Nyankopɔn, mepɛ sɛ meyɛ wʼapɛde; wo mmara wɔ me koma mu.”
9 Well, O Lord, you know that, with lips unrestrained, your righteousness I told in the great congregation,
Meka wo trenee ho asɛm wɔ guabɔ kɛse ase; mimmua mʼano, Awurade, sɛnea wunim no.
10 not hiding it in my heart. I have told of your steadfast help, from the great congregation I hid not your love and your faithfulness.
Memmfa wo trenee ho asɛm nsie me koma mu; meka wo nokware ne wo nkwagye ho asɛm. Mankata wʼadɔe ne wo nokware so wɔ guabɔ kɛse no ase.
11 So do not restrain, Lord, your pity from us. Your love and your faithfulness – ever may they be our shield.
Awurade, nyi wʼahummɔbɔ mfi me so; ma wʼadɔe ne wo nokware mmɔ me ho ban daa.
12 For evils that cannot be numbered have compassed me round. My transgressions have followed me up – I can bear it no more. They are more than the hairs of my head, and my heart has forsaken me.
Ɔhaw bebree atwa me ho ahyia; mʼamumɔyɛ abu afa me so enti minhu ade bio. Ɛdɔɔso sen me ti so nwi, na me koma abotow wɔ me mu.
13 O Lord, be pleased to deliver me, haste to my help, O Lord.
Awurade, ma ɛnsɔ wʼani sɛ wubegye me; Awurade, bra ntɛm bɛboa me.
14 May those who are seeking my life be ashamed and confounded together; may those who delight in my hurt be defeated and brought to dishonour.
Wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ wokum me no nyinaa, ma wɔn anim ngu ase na wɔnyɛ basaa; ma wɔn a wɔpɛ sɛ mesɛe no mfa aniwu nsan wɔn akyi.
15 May those who hurrah over me be dumbfounded because of their shame.
Ma wɔn a wɔka, “Ɔtwea! Ɔtwea!” kyerɛ me no nsan wɔn akyi, esiane wɔn aniwu nti.
16 But may all who seek after you rejoice and be glad in you. May all those eager for your aid, say, ‘Great is the Lord’ evermore.
Nanso ma wɔn a wɔhwehwɛ wo nyinaa nsɛpɛw wɔn ho na wɔn ani nnye wɔ wo mu; ma wɔn a wɔdɔ wo nkwagye no nka da biara se, “Awurade yɛ ɔkɛse!”
17 I am weak and needy, yet the Lord cares for me. You are my help and deliverer; don’t delay, my God.
Nanso meyɛ ohiani ne mmɔborɔni; ma Awurade nnwen me ho. Wo ne me boafo ne me gyefo; wo ne me Nyankopɔn, bra ntɛm.
