Psalms 71
1 In You, O LORD, I have taken refuge; let me never be put to shame.
Onyenwe anyị, nʼime gị ka m gbabara izere ndụ; ekwela ka ihere mee m.
2 In Your justice, rescue and deliver me; incline Your ear and save me.
Site nʼezi omume gị, gbapụta m, mee ka m nwere onwe m; tọọ ntị gị nʼala nụrụ olu m ma zọpụta m.
3 Be my rock of refuge, where I can always go. Give the command to save me, for You are my rock and my fortress.
Ghọọrọ m oke nkume nke ebe mgbaba, ebe m nwere ike ịgbaba mgbe ọbụla; nye iwu maka nzọpụta m, nʼihi na ị bụ oke nkume m na ebe m e wusiri ike.
4 Deliver me, O my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the grasp of the unjust and ruthless.
O Chineke m, site nʼaka ndị ajọ omume na ndị mmadụ na-eme ihe ọjọọ, ndị afọ tara mmiri, gbapụta m.
5 For You are my hope, O Lord GOD, my confidence from my youth.
Nʼihi na gị onwe gị bụrịị olileanya m, Onyenwe m Onyenwe anyị, ntụkwasị obi m site na mgbe m bụ nwantakịrị.
6 I have leaned on You since birth; You pulled me from my mother’s womb. My praise is always for You.
Ọ bụ gị ka m tụkwasịrị obi, site nʼoge amụrụ m; gị onwe gị wepụtara m site nʼafọ nne m. Aga m anọgide na-eto gị.
7 I have become a portent to many, but You are my strong refuge.
Adịla m ka ihe ama nye ọtụtụ mmadụ, ma ị bụ ebe mgbaba m siri ike.
8 My mouth is filled with Your praise and with Your splendor all day long.
Ọnụ m jupụtara nʼotuto gị, ọ na-ekwupụta ịma mma gị ogologo ụbọchị niile.
9 Do not discard me in my old age; do not forsake me when my strength fails.
Agbakụtala m azụ mgbe m mere agadi; ahapụkwala m mgbe ike adịghịkwa m.
10 For my enemies speak against me, and those who lie in wait for my life conspire,
Nʼihi na ndị iro m na-ekwu okwu megide m; ndị ahụ na-achọ igbu m na-agbarịta izu nzuzo.
11 saying, “God has forsaken him; pursue him and seize him, for there is no one to rescue him.”
Ha na-asị, “Chineke agbakụtala ya azụ; chụọ ya ọsọ, jidekwa ya, nʼihi na o nweghị onye ọbụla ga-agbapụta ya.”
12 Be not far from me, O God. Hurry, O my God, to help me.
O Chineke, anọla m ebe dị anya; O Chineke m, bịa ngwangwa nyere m aka.
13 May the accusers of my soul be ashamed and consumed; may those who seek my harm be covered with scorn and disgrace.
Ka e were ihere kpuchie ndị na-ebo m ebubo ụgha; ka ihere na nleda anya bụrụ ihe ga-ekpuchi ndị ahụ na-achọ imerụ m ahụ.
14 But I will always hope and will praise You more and more.
Ma mụ onwe m ga-anọgide na-enwe olileanya mgbe niile; aga m eto gị mgbe niile karịa otu m toro gị na mbụ.
15 My mouth will declare Your righteousness and Your salvation all day long, though I cannot know their full measure.
Ọnụ m ga-ekwu banyere ezi omume gị na nzọpụta gị ogologo ụbọchị niile, ọ bụ ezie na-amaghị m ọtụtụ ya.
16 I will enter in the strength of the Lord GOD; I will proclaim Your righteousness—Yours alone.
Aga m abịa kwusaakwa ịdị ukwu ọrụ gị niile, Onyenwe m Onyenwe anyị, aga m ekwusa ezi omume gị, e, naanị nke gị.
17 O God, You have taught me from my youth, and to this day I proclaim Your marvelous deeds.
O Chineke, site na mgbe m bụ nwantakịrị, i kuzielera m ihe, ruo taa, ana m ekwupụta banyere ọrụ ebube gị niile.
18 Even when I am old and gray, do not forsake me, O God, until I proclaim Your power to the next generation, Your might to all who are to come.
O Chineke m, ọ bụladị mgbe m mere agadi, mgbe isi awọ juru m isi, ahapụla m, tutu ruo mgbe m ga-ekwupụta ike gị nye ọgbọ nke na-abịa, na ịdị ike gị nye ndị niile na-abịa nʼoge dị nʼihu.
19 Your righteousness reaches to the heavens, O God, You who have done great things. Who, O God, is like You?
O Chineke, ezi omume gị na-eru nʼeluigwe, gị onye merela ọtụtụ ihe dị ukwu. O Chineke, onye dị ka gị?
20 Though You have shown me many troubles and misfortunes, You will revive me once again. Even from the depths of the earth You will bring me back up.
Nʼagbanyeghị na i meela ka m gabiga ọtụtụ nsogbu nke dị ilu, ị ga-atụte ndụ m ọzọ; site nʼebe dị omimi nke ụwa, ị ga-adọkpụpụta m ọzọ.
21 You will increase my honor and comfort me once again.
Ị ga-eme m ka m dịrị ukwuu karịa ka m dị na mbụ. Ị ga-akasịkwa m obi ọzọ.
22 So I will praise You with the harp for Your faithfulness, O my God; I will sing praise to You with the lyre, O Holy One of Israel.
O Chineke m, aga m eji ụbọ akwara too gị, nʼihi ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị; aga m eji une bụkuo gị abụ otuto, gị Onye nsọ nke Izrel.
23 When I sing praise to You my lips will shout for joy, along with my soul, which You have redeemed.
Egbugbere ọnụ m ga-eti mkpu ọṅụ mgbe m na-abụku gị abụ otuto, mụ, onye ị gbapụtara.
24 My tongue will indeed proclaim Your righteousness all day long, for those who seek my harm are disgraced and confounded.
Ogologo ụbọchị niile, aga m ekwupụta ọrụ ezi omume gị niile, nʼihi na ndị ahụ chọrọ imerụ m ahụ, ka e tinyere nʼọnọdụ ihere na ọgbaaghara.
