The Message

Psalm 52

A David Psalm, When Doeg the Edomite Reported to Saul, “David’s at Ahimelech’s House”

11-4 Why do you brag of evil, “Big Man”?
    God’s mercy carries the day.
You scheme catastrophe;
    your tongue cuts razor-sharp,
    artisan in lies.
You love evil more than good,
    you call black white.
You love malicious gossip,
    you foul-mouth.

God will tear you limb from limb,
    sweep you up and throw you out,
Pull you up by the roots
    from the land of life.

6-7 Good people will watch and
    worship. They’ll laugh in relief:
“Big Man bet on the wrong horse,
    trusted in big money,
    made his living from catastrophe.”

And I’m an olive tree,
    growing green in God’s house.
I trusted in the generous mercy
    of God then and now.

I thank you always
    that you went into action.
And I’ll stay right here,
    your good name my hope,
    in company with your faithful friends.

Nkwa Asem

Nnwom 52

Onyankopɔn Atemmu ne Adom

1Ɔkɛseɛ, adɛn nti na wohoahoa wo ho wɔ wo bɔne ho? Onyankopɔn dɔ wɔ hɔ daa. Woyɛ nhyehyɛe de sɛe afoforo; wo tɛkrɛma yɛ nnam sɛ oyiwan. Bere biara wopɛ atoro foforo twa. W’ani gye bɔne ho sen papa. Saa ara na w’ani gye atoro ho sen nokware. W’ani gye sɛ wode w’anom nsɛm pira afoforo; wo ɔtorofo!

Eyi nti, Onyankopɔn bɛsɛe wo pasaa; ɔbɛkyere wo, na watwe wo afi wo fi. Obeyi wo afi ateasefo mu. Atreneefo behu eyi na wɔasuro; na wɔbɛserew wo aka se, “Hwɛ, oyi ne onipa a wamfa ne ho anto Onyankopɔn so ampɛ nkwagye no. Mmom, ɔde ne ho too n’ahonya dodow so na ɔpɛɛ guankɔbea wɔ amumɔyɛ mu.”

Nanso mete sɛ ngodua a ɛrenyin wɔ Onyankopɔn fi. Mede me ho to ne dɔ a ɔdɔ me daadaa no so. Daa mɛda wo ase, Onyankopɔn, wɔ nea woayɛ no so wɔ nnipa nyinaa anim. Mɛpae mu maka se, woyɛ trenee.