Psalms 60
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “The Lily of the Covenant.” A teaching poem by David, when he fought with Aram Naharaim and with Aram Zobah, and Joab returned, and killed twelve thousand of Edom in the Valley of Salt. God, you have rejected us. You have broken us down. You have been angry. Restore us, again.
Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Wɔto no sɛnea wɔto “Susan Edut.” Dawid “Miktam” dwom. Wɔde yɛ nkyerɛkyerɛ. Ɔtoo no bere a ɔne Aram Naharanfo ne Aram Zobafo koe na Yoab san kokum Edomfo mpem dumien wɔ Nkyene Bon mu no. Onyankopɔn, woapo yɛn, woabɔ yɛn agu; wo bo afuw yɛn, nanso gye yɛn bio!
2 You have made the land tremble. You have torn it. Mend its fractures, for it quakes.
Woawosow asase no na woapae mu; toatoa nea abubu no, efisɛ ɛrehinhim.
3 You have shown your people hard things. You have made us drink the wine that makes us stagger.
Woama wo nkurɔfo ahu mmere bɔne; woama yɛn nsa a ɛma yɛtɔ ntintan.
4 You have given a banner to those who fear you, that it may be displayed because of the truth. (Selah)
Nanso wɔn a wosuro wo de, woama wɔn frankaa so sɛ wontu ntia agyan no.
5 So that your beloved may be delivered, save with your right hand, and answer us.
Gye yɛn nkwa na fa wo nsa nifa boa yɛn, na ama wɔn a wodɔ wɔn no anya nkwa.
6 God has spoken from his sanctuary: “I will triumph. I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.
Onyankopɔn akasa afi ne kronkronbea se, “Nkonim mu, mɛkyɛ Sekem mu, na masusuw Sukot bon no.
7 Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine. Ephraim also is the defense of my head. Judah is my scepter.
Gilead yɛ me de; Manase nso saa ara; Efraim yɛ me dade kyɛw, Yuda yɛ mʼahempema.
8 Moab is my wash basin. I will throw my sandal on Edom. I shout in triumph over Philistia.”
Moab yɛ me guasɛn, Edom so na metow me mpaboa gu; na meteɛ mu nkonimdi so gu Filistifo so.”
9 Who will bring me into the strong city? Who has led me to Edom?
Hena na ɔde me bɛkɔ kuropɔn a wɔabɔ ho ban no mu? Hena na obedi mʼanim akɔ Edom?
10 Haven’t you, God, rejected us? You don’t go out with our armies, God.
Onyankopɔn, ɛnyɛ wo na woapo yɛn na wo ne yɛn asraafo nkɔ ɔsa bio ana?
11 Give us help against the adversary, for the help of man is vain.
Boa yɛn tia ɔtamfo no, na ɔdesani mmoa nka hwee.
12 Through God we will do valiantly, for it is he who will tread down our adversaries.
Onyankopɔn wɔ yɛn afa yi, yebedi nkonim, na obetiatia yɛn atamfo so.
