Psalms 67

1 For the Chief Musician. With stringed instruments. A Psalm. A song. May God be merciful to us, bless us, and cause his face to shine on us. (Selah)

Wɔde ma dwonkyerɛfo. Wɔde sanku na ɛto. Dwom. Onyankopɔn nnom yɛn na onhyira yɛn ɔmma nʼanim nhyerɛn wɔ yɛn so,

2 That your way may be known on earth, and your salvation among all nations,

na ɔmma wonhu nʼakwan wɔ asase so, ne ne nkwagye wɔ amanaman no nyinaa mu.

3 let the peoples praise you, God. Let all the peoples praise you.

Ma adesamma nyi wo ayɛ, Onyankopɔn; ma nnipa nyinaa nkamfo wo.

4 Oh let the nations be glad and sing for joy, for you will judge the peoples with equity, and govern the nations on earth. (Selah)

Ma amanaman ani nnye na wɔnto ahosɛpɛw dwom, efisɛ wudi nnipa no so trenee mu na woma asase so amanaman no akwankyerɛ.

5 Let the peoples praise you, God. Let all the peoples praise you.

Ma adesamma nyi wo ayɛ, Onyankopɔn; ma nnipa nyinaa nkamfo wo!

6 The earth has yielded its increase. God, even our own God, will bless us.

Afei asase no bɛbɔ ne nnɔbae, na Onyankopɔn, yɛn Nyankopɔn ahyira yɛn.

7 God will bless us. All the ends of the earth shall fear him.

Onyankopɔn behyira yɛn, na asase mmaa nyinaa besuro no.