Psalms 31
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. In you, Yahweh, I take refuge. Let me never be disappointed. Deliver me in your righteousness.
Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Dawid dwom. Wo mu, Awurade na manya guankɔbea; mma mʼanim ngu ase; fi wo trenee mu gye me.
2 Bow down your ear to me. Deliver me speedily. Be to me a strong rock, a house of defense to save me.
Yɛ aso ma me, bra ntɛm begye me; yɛ me bammɔ botan, aban a mʼatamfo nsa renka me.
3 For you are my rock and my fortress, therefore for your name’s sake lead me and guide me.
Sɛ woyɛ me botan ne mʼaban nti, wo din nti di mʼanim na kyerɛ me kwan.
4 Pluck me out of the net that they have laid secretly for me, for you are my stronghold.
Gye me fi afiri a wɔasum me no mu, efisɛ wo ne me guankɔbea.
5 Into your hand I commend my spirit. You redeem me, Yahweh, God of truth.
Wo nsam na mede me kra hyɛ; gye me bio, Awurade, Onyankopɔn nokwafo.
6 I hate those who regard lying vanities, but I trust in Yahweh.
Mikyi wɔn a wɔsom abosom huhuw; mede me ho to Awurade so.
7 I will be glad and rejoice in your loving kindness, for you have seen my affliction. You have known my soul in adversities.
Mʼani begye na madi ahurusi wɔ wo dɔ mu, efisɛ wuhu mʼamanehunu, na wunim me kra mu haw.
8 You have not shut me up into the hand of the enemy. You have set my feet in a large place.
Womfaa me nhyɛɛ ɔtamfo no nsa mmom wode me nan asisi petee mu.
9 Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.
Hu me mmɔbɔ, Awurade, efisɛ me ho yeraw me; awerɛhow ama mʼani so ayɛ kusuu ɔyaw ama me kra ne me honam ayɛ mmerɛw.
10 For my life is spent with sorrow, my years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
Ɔyawdi retew me nkwa so, na abooboo tew me mfe so; ɔhaw nti mʼahoɔden kɔ fam, na me nnompe nso ahodwow.
11 Because of all my adversaries I have become utterly contemptible to my neighbors, a horror to my acquaintances. Those who saw me on the street fled from me.
Mʼatamfo nyinaa nti, mayɛ ahohora wɔ me nnamfonom mu; nnipa a wonim me suro me, na wɔn a wohu me mmɔnten so guan.
12 I am forgotten from their hearts like a dead man. I am like broken pottery.
Obiara werɛ afi me te sɛ nea mawu; mayɛ sɛ kuku a abɔ.
13 For I have heard the slander of many, terror on every side, while they conspire together against me, they plot to take away my life.
Mete asomsɛm dodow a wɔka ahunahuna atwa me ho ahyia. Wɔrepam me ti so, na wɔbɔ pɔw sɛ wobekum me.
14 But I trust in you, Yahweh. I said, “You are my God.”
Nanso mede me ho ato wo so, Awurade; meka se, “Woyɛ me Nyankopɔn.”
15 My times are in your hand. Deliver me from the hand of my enemies, and from those who persecute me.
Me mmere wɔ wo nsam gye me fi mʼatamfo ne wɔn a wɔtaa me no nsam.
16 Make your face to shine on your servant. Save me in your loving kindness.
Tew wʼanim kyerɛ wo somfo; gye me wɔ wo dɔ a enni huammɔ no mu.
17 Let me not be disappointed, Yahweh, for I have called on you. Let the wicked be disappointed. Let them be silent in Sheol. (Sheol h7585)
Mma mʼanim ngu ase, Awurade, efisɛ masu afrɛ wo; mmom, ma amumɔyɛfo anim ngu ase na wɔnna wɔn nna mu komm. (Sheol h7585)
18 Let the lying lips be mute, which speak against the righteous insolently, with pride and contempt.
Mua atorofo ano, efisɛ wɔde ahantan ne animtiaabu kasa tia atreneefo.
19 Oh how great is your goodness, which you have laid up for those who fear you, which you have worked for those who take refuge in you, before the sons of men!
Wo papayɛ dɔɔso, ɛno na woakora ama wɔn a wosuro wo no ɛno na wode ma wɔn a woguan toa wo no wɔ nnipa anim.
20 In the shelter of your presence you will hide them from the plotting of man. You will keep them secretly in a dwelling away from the strife of tongues.
Wode wɔn sie wʼanim bammɔ mu fi nnipa nsusuwii bɔne ho; wo tenabea hɔ na wode wɔn sie dwoodwoo fi tɛkrɛma a ɛbɔ sobo ho.
21 Praise be to Yahweh, for he has shown me his marvelous loving kindness in a strong city.
Ayeyi nka Awurade! Sɛ wayi ne dɔ nwonwaso akyerɛ me bere a na mewɔ kuropɔn a atamfo atwa ho ahyia no mu no.
22 As for me, I said in my haste, “I am cut off from before your eyes.” Nevertheless you heard the voice of my petitions when I cried to you.
Mebɔɔ huboa no mekae se: “Woayi wʼani afi me so!” Nanso wotee me mmɔborɔsu bere a mekotow srɛɛ wo no.
23 Oh love Yahweh, all you his saints! Yahweh preserves the faithful, and fully recompenses him who behaves arrogantly.
Monnɔ Awurade mo a moyɛ nʼahotewfo nyinaa! Awurade kora wɔn a wodi nokware so, na ahomasofo de, otua wɔn ka pɛpɛɛpɛ.
24 Be strong, and let your heart take courage, all you who hope in Yahweh.
Monyɛ den na momma mo bo ntɔ mo yam, mo a mowɔ anidaso wɔ Awurade mu nyinaa.
