Psalms 92

1 A psalm. A song for the Sabbath day. How good it is to thank the Lord, to sing praises to you, Most High,

Dwom a wɔto no Homeda. Eye sɛ wɔkamfo wo Awurade na wɔto dwom de hyɛ wo anuonyam, Ɔsorosoroni,

2 to tell of your trustworthy love in the morning, and your faithfulness in the night,

na wɔpae mu ka wʼadɔe anɔpa ne wo nokware anadwo,

3 to the music of a ten-stringed harp and the melody of a lyre.

wɔ hama du sanku so ne sankuten nnwom mu.

4 You've made me so happy, Lord, because of all you've done for me! I sing for joy at what you've done!

Awurade, wo nneyɛe ma mʼani gye; mede anigye to nnwom, wo nsa ano nnwuma nti.

5 Lord, what you do is amazing; your thoughts are very profound!

Awurade, wo nnwuma yɛ akɛse, na wo nyansa mu dɔ!

6 Only senseless people and fools don't know and understand this:

Agyimifo nnim na nkwaseafo nte ase,

7 even though the wicked grow up quickly like grass, and even though people who do evil flourish, they will be destroyed forever!

amumɔyɛfo benyin sɛ sare na abɔnefo bɛyɛ frɔmfrɔm de, nanso wɔbɛsɛe wɔn pasaa.

8 But you, Lord, rule on high forever.

Na wo Awurade, wɔayɛ wo ɔkɛse afebɔɔ.

9 Your enemies, Lord, your enemies will die; everyone who does evil will be destroyed!

Awurade, ampa ara, wʼatamfo bɛyera; na wɔbɛhwete abɔnefo nyinaa.

10 But you have made me as powerful as a wild bull; you have anointed me with the best olive oil.

Woama me ahoɔden te sɛ ɛko; woahwie ngohuam papa agu me so.

11 My eyes look with pleasure to see my enemies defeated; my ears have heard the downfall of those who tried to attack me.

Mahu mʼatamfo nkogu a wɔadi, mate sɛnea mʼatamfo atirimɔdenfo aguan afi akono.

12 Those who live right flourish like a palm tree; they grow tall like a cedar tree in Lebanon.

Atreneefo bɛyɛ frɔmfrɔm te sɛ abedua, wobenyin sɛ Lebanon sida;

13 They are planted in the house of the Lord; they thrive in the courts of our God.

nea wɔadua wɔ Awurade fi, wobenyin frɔmfrɔm wɔ yɛn Nyankopɔn adiwo hɔ.

14 Even when they are old they will still produce fruit, staying fresh and green.

Wɔbɛkɔ so asow aba, onyinkyɛ mu mpo, wɔbɛyɛ frɔmfrɔm sɛ ahabammono,

15 They will declare, “The Lord does what is right! He is my rock! There is no wrong in him!”

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