Nnwom 57
1 Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ no. Wɔto no sɛdeɛ wɔto “Mma Wɔnsɛe No.” Dawid dwom a ɔtooɛ ɛberɛ a ɔdwane firii Saulo nkyɛn kɔɔ ɔbodan no mu. Hu me mmɔbɔ, Ao Onyankopɔn, hunu me mmɔbɔ, na wo mu na me kra nya dwanekɔbea. Wo ntaban nwunu ase na mɛpɛ dwanekɔbea kɔsi sɛ amanehunu no bɛtwam.
`In Ebreu thus, To the victorie, lese thou not the semeli song, `ether the `swete song of Dauid, `whanne he fledde fro the face of Saul in to the denne. `In Jeroms translacioun thus, For victorie, that thou lese not Dauid, meke and simple, whanne he fledde fro the face of Saul in to the denne. God, haue thou merci on me, haue thou merci on me; for my soule tristith in thee. And Y schal hope in the schadewe of thi wyngis; til wickidnesse passe.
2 Mesu frɛ Onyankopɔn, Ɔsorosoroni no; Onyankopɔn a ɔma ne pɛ ba mu wɔ me ho.
I schal crye to God altherhiyeste; to God that dide wel to me.
3 Ɔsoma firi soro hɔ bɛgye me nkwa, ɔka wɔn a wɔtaa me anibereɛ so no anim; Onyankopɔn soma ne dɔ ne ne nokorɛ.
He sente fro heuene, and delyuerede me; he yaf in to schenschip hem that defoulen me. God sente his merci and his treuthe,
4 Agyata atwa me ho ahyia; meda mmoa a wɔwe ɛnam mono mu, nnipa a wɔn se te sɛ mpea ne mmɛmma na wɔn tɛkrɛma te sɛ akofena a ɛyɛ nnam.
and delyuerede my soule fro the myddis of whelpis of liouns; Y slepte disturblid. The sones of men, the teeth of hem ben armuris and arowis; and her tunge is a scharp swerd.
5 Ao Onyankopɔn, woyɛ kɛseɛ wɔ ɔsorosoro hɔ; ma wʼanimuonyam nkata asase nyinaa so.
God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie aboue al erthe.
6 Wɔtrɛɛ asau mu de sum me nan afidie, ahohiahia brɛɛ me ase. Wɔtuu amena wɔ me kwan mu, nanso wɔn ankasa akɔtotɔ mu.
Thei maden redi a snare to my feet; and thei greetly boweden my lijf. Thei delueden a diche bifore my face; and thei felden doun in to it.
7 Ao Onyankopɔn, mʼakoma agyina pintinn, mʼakoma nhinhim; mɛto dwom na mayi wo ayɛ.
God, myn herte is redi, myn herte is redi; Y schal singe, and Y schal seie salm.
8 Me kra nyane! Sankuo ne bɛnta, monnyane! Me nso mɛnyane anɔpahema.
Mi glorie, rise thou vp; sautrie and harpe, rise thou vp; Y schal rise vp eerli.
9 Ao Awurade, mɛyi wo ayɛ wɔ amanaman no mu; mɛto wo ho dwom wɔ nnipa mu.
Lord, Y schal knouleche to thee among puplis; and Y schal seie salm among hethene men.
10 Wo dɔ yɛ kɛseɛ na ɛduru ɔsorosoro; wo nokorɛ kɔka ewiem.
For thi merci is magnified til to heuenes; and thi treuthe til to cloudis.
11 Ao Onyankopɔn, woyɛ kɛseɛ wɔ ɔsorosoro hɔ; ma wʼanimuonyam nkata asase nyinaa so.
God, be thou enhaunsid aboue heuenes; and thi glorie ouer al erthe.
