Nkwa Asem

Nnwom 17

Ɔtreneeni mpaebɔ

1O Awurade, tie me sufrɛ na bu atɛn; tie me su na boa me! Tie me mpaebɔ a efi adwene pa mu no. Wubebu me bem efisɛ, wunim ade trenee. Wunim me koma mu. Woaba me nkyɛn anadwo; woahwehwɛ me mu nyinaa na woahu sɛ bɔnepɛ biara nni me mu. Menka bɔne sɛnea afoforo yɛ no. Madi wo mmara so na mapae afi basabasayɛ kwan so. Menam wo kwan so daa, na mentoo kwan.

Mebɔ mpae, O Onyankopɔn efisɛ, wugye me so; enti dan w’ani kyerɛ me, na tie me nsɛm. Da wo dɔ nwonwaso no adi na gye yɛn nkwa; wo nkyɛn mu de, atamfo rentumi nyɛ yɛn hwee. Bɔ me ho ban sɛnea wobɔ w’ani ho ban. Fa me hyɛ wo ntaban nwini no ase fi amumɔyɛfo nsam.

M’atamfo atwa me ho ahyia a awudi wɔ wɔn aniwa mu. 10 Wonni ahummɔbɔ, na wɔkasa ahantan so. 11 Baabiara a mɛfa no, wɔka me ho pɛ sɛ wotwa me hwe fam. 12 Wɔte sɛ agyata a wɔretwɛn me atetew me mu asinasin.

13 Bra, Awurade! Wo ne m’atamfo nni asi na di wɔn so! Fa wo nkrante no gye me fi nnebɔneyɛfo nsam. 14 Gye me fi wɔn a wɔanya nea wɔrehwehwɛ wɔ wiase yi mu nyinaa no nsam. Fa asotwe a woakora ama wɔn no twe wɔn aso. Ma ebi nka mma wɔn mma ne wɔn mma mma!

15 Nanso mehu wo efisɛ, menyɛɛ bɔne biara; na sɛ minyan a, hu a mihu wo no ma me anigye.

New International Version

Psalm 17

Psalm 17

A prayer of David.

Hear me, Lord, my plea is just;
    listen to my cry.
Hear my prayer—
    it does not rise from deceitful lips.
Let my vindication come from you;
    may your eyes see what is right.

Though you probe my heart,
    though you examine me at night and test me,
you will find that I have planned no evil;
    my mouth has not transgressed.
Though people tried to bribe me,
    I have kept myself from the ways of the violent
    through what your lips have commanded.
My steps have held to your paths;
    my feet have not stumbled.

I call on you, my God, for you will answer me;
    turn your ear to me and hear my prayer.
Show me the wonders of your great love,
    you who save by your right hand
    those who take refuge in you from their foes.
Keep me as the apple of your eye;
    hide me in the shadow of your wings
from the wicked who are out to destroy me,
    from my mortal enemies who surround me.

10 They close up their callous hearts,
    and their mouths speak with arrogance.
11 They have tracked me down, they now surround me,
    with eyes alert, to throw me to the ground.
12 They are like a lion hungry for prey,
    like a fierce lion crouching in cover.

13 Rise up, Lord, confront them, bring them down;
    with your sword rescue me from the wicked.
14 By your hand save me from such people, Lord,
    from those of this world whose reward is in this life.
May what you have stored up for the wicked fill their bellies;
    may their children gorge themselves on it,
    and may there be leftovers for their little ones.

15 As for me, I will be vindicated and will see your face;
    when I awake, I will be satisfied with seeing your likeness.