Psalms 52
1 For the choirmaster. A Maskil of David. After Doeg the Edomite went to Saul and told him, “David has gone to the house of Ahimelech.” Why do you boast of evil, O mighty man? The loving devotion of God endures all day long.
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ maskil Devid. Nke o bụrụ mgbe Doeg onye Edọm gara gwa Sọl sị, “Devid gara hụ Ahimelek nʼụlọ ya.” Gịnị mere i ji na-anya isi nʼihe ọjọọ, gị nwoke dị ike? Gịnị mere na ogologo ụbọchị niile, ị na-anya isi, gị onye Chineke na-eleda anya?
2 Your tongue devises destruction like a sharpened razor, O worker of deceit.
Ire gị na-atụ atụmatụ ịla nʼiyi; ọ dị ka agụba dị nkọ, gị onye na-ebi ndụ aghụghọ.
3 You love evil more than good, falsehood more than speaking truth.
Ị hụrụ ihe ọjọọ nʼanya karịa ihe ọma, ị hụrụ okwu ụgha nʼanya karịa eziokwu. (Sela)
4 You love every word that devours, O deceitful tongue.
O onye ire aghụghọ! Ị hụrụ okwu ọbụla nke na-emegide mmadụ nʼanya.
5 Surely God will bring you down to everlasting ruin; He will snatch you up and tear you away from your tent; He will uproot you from the land of the living.
Nʼezie, Chineke ga-akwatu gị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi. Ọ ga-ejide gị, dọpụta gị site nʼụlọ ikwu gị, ọ ga-ehopukwa gị site nʼala ndị dị ndụ. (Sela)
6 The righteous will see and fear; they will mock the evildoer, saying,
Ndị ezi omume ga-ahụ ya tụkwaa egwu; ha ga-achị ya ọchị na-asị,
7 “Look at the man who did not make God his refuge, but trusted in the abundance of his wealth and strengthened himself by destruction.”
“Ugbu a, lee nwoke ahụ, onye jụrụ ime Chineke ebe mgbaba ya. Ọ tụkwasịrị obi ya na akụnụba ya nke dị ukwuu. O sitekwara na ibibi ndị ọzọ ghọọ onye dị ike!”
8 But I am like an olive tree flourishing in the house of God; I trust in the loving devotion of God forever and ever.
Ma adị m ka osisi oliv, nke na-eto na-awasa nʼụlọnsọ ukwu Chineke. Ana m atụkwasị obi m nʼịhụnanya Chineke, nke na-adịgide ruo mgbe niile ebighị ebi.
9 I will praise You forever, because You have done it. I will wait on Your name— for it is good— in the presence of Your saints.
Aga m eto gị ruo mgbe niile ebighị ebi nʼihi ihe i mere; aga m eto gị nʼihu ndị gị dị nsọ. Olileanya m ga-adị nʼime aha gị, nʼihi na aha gị dị mma.
