Psalms 65
1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. A song. Praise awaits You, O God, in Zion; to You our vows will be fulfilled.
Abụ Ọma dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ Ọma Devid. Otu Abụ. I kwesiri otuto, O Chineke, nʼime Zayọn; ọ bụ gị ka anyị ga-emezuru nkwa anyị,
2 O You who listen to prayer, all people will come to You.
O gị onye na-anụ ekpere, ọ bụ gị ka mmadụ niile ga-abịakwute,
3 When iniquities prevail against me, You atone for our transgressions.
Mgbe mmehie na-anyịgbu anyị, ị gbaghara anyị njehie anyị niile.
4 Blessed is the one You choose and bring near to dwell in Your courts! We are filled with the goodness of Your house, the holiness of Your temple.
Ngọzị na-adịrị ndị ahụ ị họpụtara, ka ha bịaruo nso, ibi nʼebe obibi gị! E ji ọtụtụ ezi ihe nke ụlọ gị, nke ụlọnsọ ukwuu gị, mee ka afọ ju anyị.
5 With awesome deeds of righteousness You answer us, O God of our salvation, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas.
O Chineke, Onye nzọpụta anyị, i ji ọrụ ezi omume dị oke egwu na-aza anyị, ị bụ olileanya ndị niile bi na nsọtụ nke ụwa, na osimiri niile dị ebe dị anya,
6 You formed the mountains by Your power, having girded Yourself with might.
onye ji ike ya kpụọ ugwu niile, ebe i yikwasịrị onwe gị ike dịka ngwa agha,
7 You stilled the roaring of the seas, the pounding of their waves, and the tumult of the nations.
onye mere ka ụda olu oke osimiri niile na ụda olu ebili mmiri, na ọgbaaghara mba niile deere duu.
8 Those who live far away fear Your wonders; You make the dawn and sunset shout for joy.
Ụwa niile jupụtara nʼịtụnanya nʼihi ọrụ ebube gị niile, nʼebe chi na-abọ, ebe anyanwụ na-ada, ka ị na-akpọlite abụ ọṅụ.
9 You attend to the earth and water it; with abundance You enrich it. The streams of God are full of water, for You prepare our grain by providing for the earth.
Ị na-elekọta ala na-agba ya mmiri; ị na-eme ka ọ bụrụ ala dị mma. Isi iyi Chineke adịghị ata ata, nʼihi inye ndị mmadụ mkpụrụ ubi, nʼihi na ọ bụ otu a ka ị chọrọ ka ọ dịrị.
10 You soak its furrows and level its ridges; You soften it with showers and bless its growth.
Ị na-eme ka mmiri jupụta nʼala a kọrọ akọ mee ka elu aja a kọrọ akọ dị larịị; ị na-eji mmiri ozuzo eme ka ọ dị nro, na-agọzikwa ihe ndị akụnyere na ya.
11 You crown the year with Your bounty, and Your paths overflow with plenty.
Ị na-eji owuwe ihe ubi bara ụba kpukwasị afọ ọbụla dịka okpueze, ụgbọ na-ebu ihe owuwe ubi na-ejubiga oke.
12 The pastures of the wilderness overflow; the hills are robed with joy.
Ala ebe ahịhịa na-epu nʼọzara na-ejupụta nʼahịhịa ndụ, e yikwasịrị ugwu niile obi ụtọ dịka uwe.
13 The pastures are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are decked with grain. They shout in triumph; indeed, they sing.
E were igwe anụ ụlọ kpuchie nʼelu ala niile ebe ahịhịa dị ndụ puru, ọka kpuchikwara ndagwurugwu niile; ha na-eti mkpu ọṅụ na-abụkwa abụ.
