Psalms 55
1 For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. A Maskil of David. Listen to my prayer, O God, and do not ignore my plea.
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ eji ụbọ akwara akpọ. Abụ maskil Devid. O Chineke, nụrụ ekpere m, agbakwala arịrịọ m nkịtị;
2 Attend to me and answer me. I am restless in my complaint, and distraught
ṅaa m ntị, zaakwa m. Echiche m na-esogbu m; ana m asụkwa oke ude
3 at the voice of the enemy, at the pressure of the wicked. For they release disaster upon me and revile me in their anger.
nʼihi ihe onye iro m na-ekwu, nʼihi ịba mba nke ndị ajọ mmadụ, nʼihi na ha na-ewetara m ntaramahụhụ, na-akpagbu m nʼiwe ha.
4 My heart murmurs within me, and the terrors of death assail me.
Obi m nọ nʼọnọdụ oke ihe mgbu nʼime m; oke ụjọ nke ọnwụ abịakwasịla m.
5 Fear and trembling grip me, and horror has overwhelmed me.
Ịtụ egwu na ahụ ịma jijiji abịakwasịkwala m; oke egwu ekpuchiela m.
6 I said, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and find rest.
Agwara m onwe m okwu sị, “A sịkwarị na m nwere nku dịka nduru! Agaara m efelaga ebe ọzọ gaa zuru ike.
7 How far away I would flee! In the wilderness I would remain.
Agaara m efelaga ebe dị anya, ga nọrọ nʼọzara; (Sela)
8 I would hurry to my shelter, far from this raging tempest.”
Agaara m eme ngwangwa gaa nʼebe mgbaba m, ebe dị anya site nʼebe ifufe siri ike na oke ifufe dị.”
9 O Lord, confuse and confound their speech, for I see violence and strife in the city.
O Onyenwe anyị, gbagwojuo ndị ajọ omume anya, mee ka ha ghara ịghọta ihe ibe ha na-ekwu, nʼihi na ana m ahụ ihe ike na ịlụ ọgụ nʼime obodo.
10 Day and night they encircle the walls, while malice and trouble lie within.
Ehihie na abalị, ha na-ejegharị nʼelu mgbidi ya; iro na mmegbu dị nʼime ya.
11 Destruction is within; oppression and deceit never leave the streets.
A na-ahụta akaọrụ ihe ịla nʼiyi nʼime obodo; ihe ike na ụgha ewerela ọnọdụ ha nʼime obodo.
12 For it is not an enemy who insults me; that I could endure. It is not a foe who rises against me; from him I could hide.
A sị na ọ bụ onye iro ji m eme ihe ọchị, apụrụ m ịnagide ya; a sịkwa na ọ bụ onye iro na-eweli onwe ya megide m, apụrụ m izonarị onwe m site nʼebe ọ nọ.
13 But it is you, a man like myself, my companion and close friend.
Maọbụ gị, nwoke dịka m, onye mụ na ya dị na mma, enyi m ọma,
14 We shared sweet fellowship together; we walked with the crowd into the house of God.
onye mụ na ya na-enwe mmekọrịta dị ụtọ na mbụ, nʼụlọ Chineke, ka anyị na-ejegharị nʼetiti ọha mmadụ bịara ife ofufe.
15 Let death seize them by surprise; let them go down to Sheol alive, for evil is with them in their homes. (Sheol h7585)
Ka ọnwụ bịakwasị ndị iro m na mberede; ka ha rịdaa ala mmụọ na ndụ, nʼihi na ihe ọjọọ na-achọta ebe ọnọdụ nʼetiti ha. (Sheol h7585)
16 But I call to God, and the LORD saves me.
Ma akpọkuru m Chineke, Onyenwe anyị na-azọpụtakwa m.
17 Morning, noon, and night, I cry out in distress, and He hears my voice.
Nʼụtụtụ, ma nʼehihie, ma nʼabalị, ka m sitere nʼoke ihe mgbu, na-akpọku ya ma ọ na-anụkwa olu m.
18 He redeems my soul in peace from the battle waged against me, even though many oppose me.
Ọ na-agbapụta m, mee ka m ghara imerụ ahụ, site nʼagha niile e busoro m, nʼagbanyeghị nʼọtụtụ biliri megide m.
19 God will hear and humiliate them— the One enthroned for the ages— (Selah) because they do not change and they have no fear of God.
Chineke, onye nọkwasịrị nʼocheeze ya ruo mgbe ebighị ebi, onye na-adịghị agbanwe, ga-anụ olu ha, taakwa ha ahụhụ, nʼihi na ha adịghị atụ egwu Chineke. (Sela)
20 My companion attacks his friends; he violates his covenant.
Onye mụ na ya dị na mma na-emegide ndị enyi ya, ọ na-emerụ ọgbụgba ndụ ya ka ọ ghara ịdị nsọ.
21 His speech is smooth as butter, but war is in his heart. His words are softer than oil, yet they are swords unsheathed.
Okwu ọnụ ya dị mụrụmụrụ ka bọta, ma ibu agha juru ya obi; okwu ya niile dị nro karịa mmanụ, ma ha bụ mma agha e welitere maka ibu agha.
22 Cast your burden upon the LORD and He will sustain you; He will never let the righteous be shaken.
Tụkwasị Onyenwe anyị mkpa gị niile, ọ ga-agba gị ume; ọ gaghị ekwe ka ewezuga onye ezi omume.
23 But You, O God, will bring them down to the Pit of destruction; men of bloodshed and deceit will not live out half their days. But I will trust in You.
Ma gị, O Chineke, ga-adọtu ndị ajọ omume nʼime olulu nke jupụtara nʼire ure; ndị ogbu mmadụ na ndị aghụghọ agaghị ebi ọ bụladị ọkara ndụ ha. Ma mụ onwe m, ọ bụ na gị ka m na-atụkwasị obi m.
