Psalms 5
1 For the choirmaster, to be accompanied by flutes. A Psalm of David. Give ear to my words, O LORD; consider my groaning.
Abụ Ọma. Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Ọ bụ opi ka e ji abụ ya. Abụ Ọma nke Devid. Onyenwe anyị, biko, nụrụ ekpere m tulee ịsụ ude m.
2 Attend to the sound of my cry, my King and my God, for to You I pray.
Geekwa ntị nʼakwa arịrịọ m, gị Chineke onye bụ eze m. Nʼihi na ọ bụ naanị gị ka m na-akpọku.
3 In the morning, O LORD, You hear my voice; at daybreak I lay my plea before You and wait in expectation.
Ụtụtụ ụbọchị niile, O Onyenwe anyị, ị ga-anụ olu m; aga m ekwupụtara gị ihe niile na-akpa m mkpa. Aga m elekwa anya ọsịsa gị.
4 For You are not a God who delights in wickedness; no evil can dwell with You.
Ị bụ Chineke, onye ihe ọjọọ ọbụla anaghị atọ ụtọ; gị na ndị ajọ omume apụghị ibikọta.
5 The boastful cannot stand in Your presence; You hate all workers of iniquity.
Ndị mpako agaghị eguzo nʼihu gị. Ị kpọrọ ndị niile na-eme ihe ọjọọ asị.
6 You destroy those who tell lies; the LORD abhors the man of bloodshed and deceit.
Ị ga-ala ndị niile na-agha ụgha nʼiyi; Onyenwe anyị kpọrọ ndị ogbu mmadụ niile na ndị aghụghọ niile asị.
7 But I will enter Your house by the abundance of Your loving devotion; in reverence I will bow down toward Your holy temple.
Ma mụ onwe m, aga m abata nʼime ụlọ gị, site nʼoke ịhụnanya gị; aga m ejikwa ịtụ egwu kpọọ isiala nʼebe ụlọnsọ ukwuu gị dị.
8 Lead me, O LORD, in Your righteousness because of my enemies; make straight Your way before me.
Onyenwe anyị, biko, duo m nʼime ezi omume gị nʼihi ndị iro m; mee ka ụzọ gị zie ezi nʼihu m.
9 For not a word they speak can be trusted; destruction lies within them. Their throats are open graves; their tongues practice deceit.
Obi ha jupụtara nʼechiche ịla nʼiyi, a pụghị ịtụkwasị okwu ọbụla si ha nʼọnụ pụta obi. Akpịrị ha bụ ili ghere oghe; ha ji ire ha ekwu okwu ụgha.
10 Declare them guilty, O God; let them fall by their own devices. Drive them out for their many transgressions, for they have rebelled against You.
Maa ha ikpe, Chineke. Mee ka nzube ọjọọ ha niile bụrụ ọdịda ha. Chụpụ ha nʼihi ịba ụba nke ọtụtụ mmehie ha, nʼihi na ha enupula isi megide gị.
11 But let all who take refuge in You rejoice; let them ever shout for joy. May You shelter them, that those who love Your name may rejoice in You.
Ma mee ka onye ọbụla na-agbaba nʼime gị ṅụrịa; mee ka ha nọgide na-eti mkpu ọṅụ. Were aka nchebe gị kpuchie ha, ka ndị niile hụrụ aha gị nʼanya ṅụrịa ọṅụ nʼime gị.
12 For surely You, O LORD, bless the righteous; You surround them with the shield of Your favor.
Nʼezie, O Onyenwe anyị, ị na-agọzi onye ezi omume. Ị na-eji ihuọma gị gbaa ha gburugburu dịka ọta.
