Psalms 79
1 A Psalm of Asaph. O God, the heathen have come into thy inheritance; thy holy temple have they defiled; they have laid Jerusalem on heaps.
Asaf dwom. Ao Onyankopɔn, amanaman no atow ahyɛ wʼagyapade so; wɔagu wʼasɔredan kronkron no ho fi, wɔama Yerusalem adan nnwiriwii.
2 The dead bodies of thy servants have they given to be food to the fowls of the heaven, the flesh of thy saints to the beasts of the earth.
Wɔde wʼasomfo afunu ayɛ aduan ama wim nnomaa, na wɔde wʼahotefo nam ama asase so mmoa.
3 Their blood have they shed like water around Jerusalem; and there was none to bury them.
Wɔahwie mogya agu te sɛ nsu wɔ Yerusalem ho nyinaa, na obiara nni hɔ a obesie awufo no.
4 We have become a reproach to our neighbours, a scorn and derision to them that are around us.
Yɛayɛ animtiaabude ama yɛn mfɛfo, fɛwdi ne nsopa ama wɔn a wɔatwa yɛn ho ahyia.
5 How long, LORD? wilt thou be angry for ever? shall thy jealousy burn like fire?
Awurade, enkosi da bɛn? Wo bo befuw afebɔɔ ana? Wo ninkunu bɛdɛw sɛ ogya akosi da bɛn?
6 Pour out thy wrath upon the heathen that have not known thee, and upon the kingdoms that have not called upon thy name.
Hwie wʼabufuw gu amanaman a wonnye wo nto mu no so, ahenni a wɔmmɔ wo din no;
7 For they have devoured Jacob, and laid waste his dwelling place.
efisɛ wɔakum Yakob na wɔasɛe nʼatenae.
8 O remember not against us former iniquities: let thy tender mercies speedily come to help us: for we are brought very low.
Mfa yɛn agyanom bɔne so asotwe mma yɛn; ma wo mmɔborɔhunu mmra yɛn so ntɛm, na yɛwɔ ahohiahia mu.
9 Help us, O God of our salvation, for the glory of thy name: and deliver us, and purge away our sins, for thy name’s sake.
Onyankopɔn yɛn Agyenkwa, boa yɛn, wo din no anuonyam nti; gye yɛn na fa yɛn bɔne kyɛ yɛn wo din nti.
10 Why should the heathen say, Where is their God? let him be known among the heathen in our sight by avenging the blood of thy servants which is shed.
Adɛn nti na ɛsɛ sɛ amanaman ka se, “Wɔn Nyankopɔn wɔ he?” Yɛn anim ha ara, ma wonhu wɔ amanaman mu sɛ wotɔ wʼasomfo mogya a wɔahwie agu no so werɛ.
11 Let the sighing of the prisoner come before thee; according to the greatness of thy power preserve thou those that are appointed to die;
Ma nneduafo no apinisi nnu wʼanim; fa wo basa ahoɔden no kora wɔn a wɔabu wɔn kumfɔ no.
12 And render to our neighbours sevenfold into their bosom their reproach, with which they have reproached thee, O Lord.
Awurade, ahohora a yɛn mfɛfo asum agu wo so no, tua wɔn so ka mpɛn ason.
13 So we thy people and sheep of thy pasture will give thee thanks for ever: we will show forth thy praise to all generations.
Na yɛn a yɛyɛ wo nkurɔfo, wʼadidibea nguan no, beyi wo ayɛ daa nyinaa; efi awo ntoatoaso kosi awo ntoatoaso, yɛbɛkɔ so aka wʼayeyi akyerɛ.
