Psalms 56

1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Silent Dove in Distant Lands.” A poem by David, when the Philistines seized him in Gath. Be merciful to me, God, for man wants to swallow me up. All day long, he attacks and oppresses me.

Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Wɔto no sɛnea wɔto “Aburuburu a osi Akyirikyiri Odum so,” nne so. Dawid dwom a ɔtoo bere a Filistifo kyeree no wɔ Gat no. Onyankopɔn, hu me mmɔbɔ na nnipa taa me anibere so; da mu nyinaa womia wɔn taa no mu.

2 My enemies want to swallow me up all day long, for they are many who fight proudly against me.

Wɔn a wɔbɔ me ahohora taa me da mu nyinaa; wɔn a wɔma wɔn ho so tia me no dɔɔso.

3 When I am afraid, I will put my trust in you.

Sɛ mebɔ hu a, mede me ho bɛto wo so.

4 In God, I praise his word. In God, I put my trust. I will not be afraid. What can flesh do to me?

Onyankopɔn a mekamfo nʼasɛm no, mede me ho to Onyankopɔn so, na merensuro. Dɛn na onipa desani betumi ayɛ me?

5 All day long they twist my words. All their thoughts are against me for evil.

Da mu nyinaa wogye mʼano si bɔne; bere biara wɔbɔ pɔw sɛ wɔbɛsɛe me.

6 They conspire and lurk, watching my steps. They are eager to take my life.

Wɔbɔ pɔw, wɔtetɛw, wɔhwɛ mʼanammɔntu, susuw sɛ wobekum me.

7 Shall they escape by iniquity? In anger cast down the peoples, God.

Wɔn amumɔyɛ nti mma wɔmmfa wɔn ho nni; Onyankopɔn, brɛ amanaman no ase wɔ wʼabufuw mu.

8 You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?

Kyerɛw me kwadwom to hɔ; sese me nusu wɔ wo nhoma mmobɔwee no mu. Enni nea woakyerɛw ato hɔ no mu ana?

9 Then my enemies shall turn back in the day that I call. I know this: that God is for me.

Sɛ mepɛ mmoa fi wo hɔ a, mʼatamfo bɛsan wɔn akyi. Eyi bɛma mahu sɛ Onyankopɔn wɔ mʼafa.

10 In God, I will praise his word. In Yahweh, I will praise his word.

Onyankopɔn a mekamfo nʼasɛm no, Awurade a mekamfo nʼasɛm no,

11 I have put my trust in God. I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?

mede me ho to Onyankopɔn so; na merensuro. Dɛn na ɔdesani betumi ayɛ me?

12 Your vows are on me, God. I will give thank offerings to you.

Me Onyankopɔn, mehyɛ bɔ a mahyɛ wo no ase, mede mʼaseda afɔre bɛbrɛ wo.

13 For you have delivered my soul from death, and prevented my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living.

Efisɛ, woagye me afi owu mu, na mʼanan anhintiw, na matumi anantew Onyankopɔn anim wɔ nkwa hann no mu.