Psalms 40
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. I waited patiently for Yahweh. He turned to me, and heard my cry.
Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Dawid dwom. Mede boasetɔ twɛn Awurade; na ɔhwɛɛ me, na ɔtee me sufrɛ.
2 He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay. He set my feet on a rock, and gave me a firm place to stand.
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 has put a new song in my mouth, even praise to our God. Many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in Yahweh.
Ɔde dwom foforo hyɛɛ mʼanom, ayeyi dwom a yɛde ma yɛn Nyankopɔn. Bebree behu na wɔasuro, na wɔde wɔn werɛ ahyɛ Awurade mu.
4 Blessed is the man who makes Yahweh his trust, and doesn’t respect the proud, nor such as turn away to lies.
Nhyira ne onipa a ɔde Awurade yɛ nʼahotoso, nea ɔmfa nʼani nto ahomaso so, ne wɔn a wɔman di anyame huhuw akyi.
5 Many, Yahweh, my God, are the wonderful works which you have done, and your thoughts which are toward us. They can’t be declared back to you. If I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be counted.
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 Sacrifice and offering you didn’t desire. You have opened my ears. You have not required burnt offering and sin offering.
Wompɛ afɔrebɔ ne ayɛyɛde, nanso woabue mʼaso; woampɛ ɔhyew afɔre ne bɔne afɔre.
7 Then I said, “Behold, I have come. It is written about me in the book in the scroll.
Na mekae se, “Mini, maba, sɛnea wɔakyerɛw afa me ho wɔ nhoma mmobɔwee no mu no.
8 I delight to do your will, my God. Yes, your law is within my heart.”
Me Nyankopɔn, mepɛ sɛ meyɛ wʼapɛde; wo mmara wɔ me koma mu.”
9 I have proclaimed glad news of righteousness in the great assembly. Behold, I will not seal my lips, Yahweh, you know.
Meka wo trenee ho asɛm wɔ guabɔ kɛse ase; mimmua mʼano, Awurade, sɛnea wunim no.
10 I have not hidden your righteousness within my heart. I have declared your faithfulness and your salvation. I have not concealed your loving kindness and your truth from the great assembly.
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 Don’t withhold your tender mercies from me, Yahweh. Let your loving kindness and your truth continually preserve me.
Awurade, nyi wʼahummɔbɔ mfi me so; ma wʼadɔe ne wo nokware mmɔ me ho ban daa.
12 For innumerable evils have surrounded me. My iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up. They are more than the hairs of my head. My heart has failed 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 Be pleased, Yahweh, to deliver me. Hurry to help me, Yahweh.
Awurade, ma ɛnsɔ wʼani sɛ wubegye me; Awurade, bra ntɛm bɛboa me.
14 Let them be disappointed and confounded together who seek after my soul to destroy it. Let them be turned backward and brought to dishonor who delight in my hurt.
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 Let them be desolate by reason of their shame that tell me, “Aha! Aha!”
Ma wɔn a wɔka, “Ɔtwea! Ɔtwea!” kyerɛ me no nsan wɔn akyi, esiane wɔn aniwu nti.
16 Let all those who seek you rejoice and be glad in you. Let such as love your salvation say continually, “Let Yahweh be exalted!”
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 But I am poor and needy. May the Lord think about me. You are my help and my 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.
