Nkwa Asem

Nnwom 58

Mpae a wɔbɔ ma Onyankopɔn twe amumɔyɛfo aso

1Ampa ara sɛ mo atumfoɔ mubu atɛntrenee? Mubu nnipa nyinaa atɛn pɛpɛɛpɛ? Dabi! Mudwen amumɔyɛ a mubetumi nko ara ho na moayɛ bɔne akɛse wɔ asase no so. Amumɔyɛfo fom daa wɔ wɔn nkwa nna mu. Wodi atoro fi da a wɔde woo wɔn. Bɔre ahyɛ wɔn ma te sɛ awɔ. Wosisiw wɔn aso te sɛ ɔprammini sotifo a ɔnte ɔwɔ ntafowayifo no nne, anaa nkonyaayifo a ɔyɛ den dwom.

Bubu saa agyata a wɔn ho yɛ hu yi se, O Onyankopɔn. Ma wontwa mu nkɔ sɛ sunsuansu; ma wɔnyam wɔn sɛ wura a egu kwan mu. Ma wɔnyɛ sɛ nwaw a amanaman fa wɔn. Ma wɔnyɛ sɛ abanoma a owu awoe na onhu hann. Ansa na wobehu no na wɔatwa wɔn sɛ wura, na Onyankopɔn abufuw mu, obehuw wɔn agu wɔ bere a wɔte ase.

10 Sɛ wɔtwe nnebɔneyɛfo aso a, atreneefo ani begye. Wɔbɛnantew afa amumɔyɛfo no mogya mu. 11 Nnipa bɛka se, “Ampa ara wɔatua atreneefo ka na, nokware, Onyankopɔn a obu wiase atɛn wɔ hɔ.”

The Message

Psalm 58

A David Psalm

11-2 Is this any way to run a country?
    Is there an honest politician in the house?
Behind the scenes you brew cauldrons of evil,
    behind closed doors you make deals with demons.

3-5 The wicked crawl from the wrong side of the cradle;
    their first words out of the womb are lies.
Poison, lethal rattlesnake poison,
    drips from their forked tongues—
Deaf to threats, deaf to charm,
    decades of wax built up in their ears.

6-9 God, smash their teeth to bits,
    leave them toothless tigers.
Let their lives be buckets of water spilled,
    all that’s left, a damp stain in the sand.
Let them be trampled grass
    worn smooth by the traffic.
Let them dissolve into snail slime,
    be a miscarried fetus that never sees sunlight.
Before what they cook up is half-done, God,
    throw it out with the garbage!

10-11 The righteous will call up their friends
    when they see the wicked get their reward,
Serve up their blood in goblets
    as they toast one another,
Everyone cheering, “It’s worth it to play by the rules!
    God’s handing out trophies and tending the earth!”