Psalms 92

1 A Psalm, a Song, for the Sabbath day. It is good to give thanks unto Jehovah, and to sing psalms unto thy name, O Most High;

Dwom a wɔto no Homeda. Ɛyɛ sɛ wɔkamfo wo Awurade na wɔto dwom de hyɛ wo animuonyam, Ao Ɔsorosoroni,

2 To declare thy loving-kindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness in the nights,

na wɔpae mu ka wʼadɔeɛ anɔpa ne wo nokorɛ anadwo,

3 Upon an instrument of ten strings and upon the lute; upon the Higgaion with the harp.

wɔ ahoma edu sankuo so ne sankuten nnwom mu.

4 For thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad through thy work; I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

Ao Awurade, wo nneyɛɛ ma mʼani gye; mede anigyeɛ bɛto dwom, wo nsa ano nnwuma enti.

5 Jehovah, how great are thy works! Thy thoughts are very deep:

Ao Awurade, wo nnwuma yɛ akɛseɛ, na wo nyansa mu dɔ!

6 A brutish man knoweth not, neither doth a fool understand it.

Ogyimifoɔ nnim na nkwaseafoɔ nte aseɛ,

7 When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity flourish, it is that they may be destroyed for ever.

amumuyɛfoɔ bɛnyini sɛ ɛserɛ na abɔnefoɔ bɛyɛ frɔmfrɔm deɛ, nanso wɔbɛsɛe wɔn pasaa.

8 And thou, Jehovah, art on high for evermore.

Na wo Awurade, woyɛ kɛseɛ afebɔɔ.

9 For lo, thine enemies, O Jehovah, for lo, thine enemies shall perish; all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.

Ao Awurade ampa ara, wʼatamfoɔ bɛyera; na wobɛhwete abɔnefoɔ nyinaa.

10 But my horn shalt thou exalt like a buffalo's: I shall be anointed with fresh oil.

Woama me ahoɔden te sɛ ɛkoɔ; woahwie ngohwam papa agu me so.

11 And mine eye shall see [its desire] on mine enemies; mine ears shall hear [it] of the evil-doers that rise up against me.

Mahunu mʼatamfoɔ nkoguo a wɔadi, mate sɛdeɛ mʼatamfoɔ atirimuɔdenfoɔ adwane afiri akono.

12 The righteous shall shoot forth like a palm-tree; he shall grow like a cedar on Lebanon.

Ateneneefoɔ bɛyɛ frɔmm te sɛ abedua, wɔbɛnyini sɛ Lebanon ntweneduro;

13 Those that are planted in the house of Jehovah shall flourish in the courts of our God:

deɛ wɔadua wɔ Awurade fie, wɔbɛnyini frɔmfrɔm wɔ yɛn Onyankopɔn adihɔ hɔ.

14 They are still vigorous in old age, they are full of sap and green;

Wɔbɛkɔ so aso aba, onyinkyerɛ mu mpo, wɔbɛyɛ frɔmm sɛ ahahammono,

15 To shew that Jehovah is upright: [he is] my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

de akyerɛ sɛ, “Awurade yɛ ɔteneneeni; ɔyɛ me botan, na atirimuɔdensɛm biara nni ne mu.”