Micah 7
1 Sorrow is mine! for I am as when they have got in the summer fruits, like the last of the grapes: there is nothing for food, not even an early fig for my desire.
Ahụhụ dịrị m! Adị m ka onye na-achịkọta mkpụrụ osisi vaịnị nʼọkọchị, mgbe a ghọkọtachara mkpụrụ dị nʼubi vaịnị. O nweghị ụyọkọ mkpụrụ vaịnị ọbụla fọdụrụ nke e nwere ike ịta, o nwekwaghị mkpụrụ fiig buru ụzọ chaa nke agụ ya na-agụsị m ike
2 The good man is gone from the earth, there is no one upright among men: they are all waiting secretly for blood, every man is going after his brother with a net.
Ndị ezi omume agwụla nʼụwa, ọ dịkwaghị otu onye na-eme ihe ziri ezi fọdụrụ. Ha niile na-echere oghere ịkwafu ọbara, ha ji ụgbụ na-achụta nta, onye ọbụla na-achụ ụmụnne ya.
3 Their hands are made ready to do evil; the ruler makes requests for money, and the judge is looking for a reward; and the great man gives decisions at his pleasure, and the right is twisted.
Ọrụ nke aka ha abụọ na-arụpụta nke ọma bụ ajọ omume. Onyeisi na-ana onyinye, onye ọkaikpe na-eri ngarị, ndị dị ike na-atụpụta ihe masịrị ha, si otu a na-akpagbu eziokwu.
4 The best of them is like a waste plant, and their upright ones are like a wall of thorns. Sorrow! the day of their fate has come; now will trouble come on them.
Onye nke kachasị ibe ya ịdị mma nʼime ha dịka uke. Onye nke na-eme ihe ziri ezi nʼime ha jọrọ njọ karịa ogige ogwu. Ma ugbu a, ụbọchị Chineke na-eleta gị abịala, ụbọchị ahụ ndị nche gị na-akụ ekwe ịdọ aka na ntị. Ugbu a bụ oge ihe ịgba gharịị nye ha.
5 Put no faith in a friend, do not let your hope be placed in a relation: keep watch on the doors of your mouth against her who is resting on your breast.
Ekwenyerela onye agbataobi gị, atụkwasịla onye bụ ezi enyi gị obi. Kpachara anya gị, nʼihe gbasara okwu ọnụ gị, ọbụla dị nʼebe nwunye gị nọ.
6 For the son puts shame on his father, the daughter goes against her mother and the daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law; and a man's haters are those of his family.
Nʼihi na nwa na-elelị nna ya anya. Nwa nwanyị na-ebili megide nne ya. Nwunye nwa megidekwa nne di ya, ndị iro mmadụ bụ ndị ezinaụlọ ya.
7 But as for me, I am looking to the Lord; I am waiting for the God of my salvation: the ears of my God will be open to me.
Ma mụ onwe m, ana m ele Onyenwe anyị anya nʼihi inyeaka ya. Eji m olileanya na-echere Chineke Onye nzọpụta m. Chineke m ga-anụ olu m.
8 Do not be glad because of my sorrow, O my hater: after my fall I will be lifted up; when I am seated in the dark, the Lord will be a light to me.
Achịkwala m ọchị gị onye iro m. Mgbe m dara, aga m ebilitekwa. Mgbe m nọ nʼime ọchịchịrị, Onyenwe anyị nʼonwe ya ga-abụ ihe m.
9 I will undergo the wrath of the Lord, because of my sin against him; till he takes up my cause and does what is right for me: when he makes me come out into the light, I will see his righteousness;
Nʼihi na m emehiela megide ya, aga m anabatara onwe m ahụhụ nke ọnụma Onyenwe anyị, tutu ruo mgbe ọ ga-ekpe ikpe m, mee ka m guzosie ike. Ọ ga-akpọpụta m nʼìhè; aga m elekwasịkwa ezi omume ya anya.
10 And my hater will see it and be covered with shame; she who said to me, Where is the Lord your God? my eyes will see their desire effected on her, now she will be crushed under foot like the dust of the streets.
Mgbe ahụ, ndị iro m ga-ahụ, ihere ga-ekpuchi onye ahụ sịrị m, “Olee ebe Onyenwe anyị Chineke gị ahụ nọ.” Aga m eji anya m hụ mgbe ọ ga-ada, ọ bụladị dịka e si na-azọ ya ụkwụ, dịka apịtị dị nʼokporoụzọ.
11 A day for building your walls! in that day will your limits be stretched far and wide.
Ụbọchị a ga-ewugharị mgbidi gị niile na-abịa; ụbọchị a ga-eme ka oke ala gị saa mbara.
12 In that day they will come to you from Assyria and the towns of Egypt, and from Egypt even to the River, and from sea to sea and from mountain to mountain.
Nʼụbọchị ahụ, ha ga-abịakwute gị, site na Asịrịa ruo na obodo niile nke Ijipt, sitekwa nʼIjipt ruo Yufretis, site nʼosimiri ruo osimiri, sitekwa nʼugwu ruo nʼugwu.
13 But the land will become a waste because of its people, as the fruit of their works.
Ma ụwa ga-aghọ ebe tọgbọrọ nʼefu nʼihi ndị bi nʼime ya, iji kwụọ ha ụgwọ ihe ọjọọ niile ha mere.
14 Keep your people safe with your rod, the flock of your heritage, living by themselves in the woods in the middle of Carmel: let them get their food in Bashan and Gilead as in the past.
Were mkpanaka gị zụọ ndị gị, bụ igwe ewu na atụrụ nke ihe nketa gị, ndị bi naanị ha nʼoke ọhịa, nʼebe ịta nri nke ahịhịa ndụ jupụtara. Kwere ka ha taa ahịhịa ndụ nke Bashan, na nke Gilead, dịka na mgbe ochie.
15 As in the days when you came out from the land of Egypt, let us see things of wonder.
“Dịka nʼụbọchị ahụ unu sitere nʼIjipt pụta, aga m egosi ha ọrụ ịtụnanya m niile.”
16 The nations will see and be shamed because of all their strength; they will put their hands on their mouths, their ears will be stopped.
Mba dị iche iche ga-ahụ ya, ihere ga-emekwa ha, nʼime ịdị ike ha niile. Ha ga-ekpuchi aka nʼọnụ ha, ntị ga-echikwa ha.
17 They will take dust as their food like a snake, like the things which go flat on the earth; they will come shaking with fear out of their secret places: they will come with fear to the Lord our God, full of fear because of you.
Ha ga-aracha aja dịka agwọ, na dịka anụ dị iche iche, nke na-akpụ akpụ nʼala. Ha ga-eji ịma jijiji si nʼebe ha e wusiri ike pụta. Nʼihi egwu ha, ha ga-abịakwute Onyenwe anyị bụ Chineke anyị. Ha ga-atụkwa egwu gị.
18 Who is a God like you, offering forgiveness for evil-doing and overlooking the sins of the rest of his heritage? he does not keep his wrath for ever, because his delight is in mercy.
Onye bụ chi ahụ dịka gị, nke na-agbaghara ma na-ehichapụ mmehie na njehie nke ndị fọdụrụ afọdụ nʼetiti ihe nketa gị? Ị naghị anọgide na-ewe iwe ruo mgbe ebighị ebi, kama ị bụ onye ọ na-atọ ụtọ inwe obi ebere.
19 He will again have pity on us; he will put our sins under his feet: and you will send all our sins down into the heart of the sea.
Ọ ga-emekwara anyị ebere ọzọ. Ọ ga-azọdakwa mmehie anyị nʼokpuru ukwu ya, Ị ga-atụbakwa mmehie anyị niile nʼebe dịkarịsịrị omimi nke oke osimiri.
20 You will make clear your good faith to Jacob and your mercy to Abraham, as you gave your oath to our fathers from times long past.
Ị ga-egosi Jekọb ntụkwasị obi, gosikwa Ebraham ịhụnanya gị, dịka ị ṅụọrọ nna nna anyị ha nʼiyi, site na mgbe ochie.
