Psalms 129

1 A Song of Ascents. 'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up', let Israel now say;

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. “Wɔahyɛ me so pii firi me mmɔfraase, ma Israel nka.

2 'Much have they afflicted me from my youth up; but they have not prevailed against me.

“Wɔahyɛ me so pii firi me mmɔfraase, nanso wɔntumi nnii me so nkonim.

3 The plowers plowed upon my back; they made long their furrows.

Fentemfoɔ afentem mʼakyi ayɛ wɔn nkofie atentene.

4 The LORD is righteous; He hath cut asunder the cords of the wicked.'

Nanso Awurade yɛ ɔteneneeni; Watwitwa amumuyɛfoɔ nhoma afiri me ho.”

5 Let them be ashamed and turned backward, all they that hate Zion.

Ma wɔn a wɔtan Sion nyinaa mfa animguaseɛ nsane wɔn akyi.

6 Let them be as the grass upon the housetops, which withereth afore it springeth up;

Ma wɔnyɛ sɛ ɛserɛ a ɛwɔ ɔdan atifi, ɛnnyini na ahye;

7 Wherewith the reaper filleth not his hand, nor he that bindeth sheaves his bosom.

Ɛremma otwafoɔ nya biribi wɔ ne nsam, na deɛ ɔboaboa ano nso renya hwee nʼabasa so.

8 Neither do they that go by say: 'The blessing of the LORD be upon you; we bless you in the name of the LORD.'

Mma wɔn a wɔtwam hɔ nnka sɛ, “Awurade nhyira mmra mo so; yɛhyira mo wɔ Awurade din mu.”