Psalms 126

1 A Song of degrees. When the LORD turned again the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream.

Ɔsoroforɔ dwom. Ɛberɛ a Awurade de Sion firi nnommum sane baeɛ no, yɛyɛɛ sɛ nnipa a wɔasoso adaeɛ.

2 Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing: then said they among the heathen, The LORD hath done great things for them.

Sereɛ hyɛɛ yɛn anomu ma, anigyeɛ nnwom yɛɛ yɛn tɛkrɛma so ma. Na wɔkaa wɔ amanaman no mu sɛ, “Awurade ayɛ nneɛma akɛseɛ ama wɔn.”

3 The LORD hath done great things for us; for which we are glad.

Awurade ayɛ nneɛma akɛseɛ ama yɛn na anigyeɛ ahyɛ yɛn ma.

4 Turn again our captivity, O LORD, as the streams in the south.

Ao Awurade, sane fa yɛn ahonya ma yɛn, te sɛ nsuwa nsuwa a ɛwɔ Negeb no.

5 They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.

Wɔn a wɔdua no nisuo mu no de anigyeɛ nnwom bɛtwa.

6 He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless return with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.

Deɛ ɔde osu firi adie na ɔsoa aba kɔdua no, ɔde anigyeɛ nnwom bɛsane aba a ɔso nnɔbaeɛ afiafi.