The Message

Psalm 141

A David Psalm

11-2 God, come close. Come quickly!
    Open your ears—it’s my voice you’re hearing!
Treat my prayer as sweet incense rising;
    my raised hands are my evening prayers.

3-7 Post a guard at my mouth, God,
    set a watch at the door of my lips.
Don’t let me so much as dream of evil
    or thoughtlessly fall into bad company.
And these people who only do wrong—
    don’t let them lure me with their sweet talk!
May the Just One set me straight,
    may the Kind One correct me,
Don’t let sin anoint my head.
    I’m praying hard against their evil ways!
Oh, let their leaders be pushed off a high rock cliff;
    make them face the music.
Like a rock pulverized by a maul,
    let their bones be scattered at the gates of hell.

8-10 But God, dear Lord,
    I only have eyes for you.
Since I’ve run for dear life to you,
    take good care of me.
Protect me from their evil scheming,
    from all their demonic subterfuge.
Let the wicked fall flat on their faces,
    while I walk off without a scratch.

Nkwa Asem

Nnwom 141

Anwummere mpaebɔ

1Merefrɛ wo, Awurade, boa me mprempren! Sɛ mefrɛ wo a, gye me so. Gye me mpaebɔ sɛ aduhuam ne me nsa a mapagyaw sɛ anwummere afɔrebɔ.

Awurade, wɛn m’ano na ɔwɛmfo mmɛwɛn m’anofafa. Twe me fi bɔne a mepɛ sɛ meyɛ ho na mma memmfa me ho mmmɔ nnebɔneyɛfo wɔ wɔn amumɔyɛ mu. Na mma mennkɔ wɔn adidi ase. Onipa pa betumi atwe m’aso aka m’anim ayamye so, nanso menhwehwɛ nnebɔneyɛfo nkyɛn anuonyam efisɛ, daa mebɔ mpae tia wɔn nneyɛe bɔne no. Sɛ wɔtow wɔn ahemfo fi abotan mmepɔw so bɛhwe fam a, nnipa begye adi sɛ me nsɛm a meka no yɛ nokware. Wɔte sɛ dua a wɔapae mu na wɔatwitwa mu asinasin; saa na wɔn nnompe bɛbɔ ahwete wɔ damoa ho.

Nanso Awurade, me Nyankopɔn, mekɔ so de me ho to wo so. Mehwehwɛ wo banbɔ. Mma me nnwu! Bɔ me ho ban fi mfiri a wɔasunsum me no mu ne nnebɔneyɛfo firi mu. 10 Ma nnebɔneyɛfo no ara firi nyi wɔn na menkɔ me baabi asomdwoe mu.