Psalms 109
1 To the chief music-maker. Of David. A Psalm. God of my praise, let my prayer be answered;
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi Abụ. Abụ Ọma Devid. O Chineke, onye m na-eto, anọgidekwala na-agba nkịtị,
2 For the mouth of the sinner is open against me in deceit: his tongue has said false things against me.
nʼihi na ndị ajọ omume na ndị aghụghọ emegheela ọnụ ha megide m; ha aghaala ụgha megide m.
3 Words of hate are round about me; they have made war against me without cause.
Ha na-eji okwu ịkpọ asị gbaa m gburugburu; na-ebuso m agha nʼefu.
4 For my love they give me back hate; but I have given myself to prayer.
Nʼọnọdụ ịhụnanya m hụrụ ha, ha na-ebo m ebubo ma abụ m nwoke onye ekpere.
5 They have put on me evil for good; hate in exchange for my love.
Ha ji ihe ọjọọ na-akwụ m ụgwọ ihe ọma m mere, ịkpọ asị nʼọnọdụ ịhụnanya.
6 Put an evil man over him; and let one be placed at his right hand to say evil of him.
Họpụta otu onye ajọ omume ka o guzogide ya; ka onye na-ebo ebubo ụgha guzokwa nʼaka nri ya.
7 When he is judged, let the decision go against him; and may his prayer become sin.
Mgbe a ga-ekpe ya ikpe, ka ọ bụrụ onye ikpe mara, ka ekpere ya maa ya ikpe ọnwụ.
8 Let his life be short; let another take his position of authority.
Ka ụbọchị ndụ ya dị ole na ole, ka onye ọzọ nara ya ọkwa ya.
9 Let his children have no father, and his wife be made a widow.
Ka ụmụ ya ghọọ ndị na-enweghị nna, ka nwunye ya bụrụ nwanyị na-enweghị di.
10 Let his children be wanderers, looking to others for their food; let them be sent away from the company of their friends.
Ka ụmụ ya ghọọ ndị arịrịọ na-enweghị ebe obibi, ndị e si na mkpọmkpọ ebe ha bi chụpụ.
11 Let his creditor take all his goods; and let others have the profit of his work.
Ka ndị o ji ụgwọ kwakọrọ ihe niile o nwere, ka ndị ọbịa baa bukọrọ ihe niile ọ rụpụtaara onwe ya.
12 Let no man have pity on him, or give help to his children when he is dead.
Ka onye ọbụla ghara igosi ya obiọma; ka onye ọbụla gharakwa imere ụmụ ya ndị ọ hapụrụ ebere.
13 Let his seed be cut off; in the coming generation let their name go out of memory.
Kama ka ụmụ ụmụ ya niile nwụsịa, ka a ehichapụkwa aha ha nʼọgbọ nke na-abịa nʼihu.
14 Let the Lord keep in mind the wrongdoing of his fathers; and may the sin of his mother have no forgiveness.
Ka Onyenwe anyị chetakwa mmehie niile nke nna nna ya ha, ka Onyenwe anyị hapụkwa ịgbaghara mmehie nne ya.
15 Let them be ever before the eyes of the Lord, so that the memory of them may be cut off from the earth.
Ka Onyenwe anyị na-echeta mmehie ha oge niile; ma ka o mee ka ha bụrụ ndị a ga-echefu echefu nʼọgbọ niile.
16 Because he had no mercy, but was cruel to the low and the poor, designing the death of the broken-hearted.
Nʼihi na ọ dịghị mgbe o chere echiche banyere imere onye ọzọ obi ebere, ọ kpagburu ndị ogbenye, ndị nọ na mkpa na ndị obi ha tiwara etiwa ruo nʼọnwụ.
17 As he took pleasure in cursing, so let it come on him; and as he had no delight in blessing, let it be far from him.
Ọ hụrụ ịbụ ndị ọzọ ọnụ nʼanya, ka ọbụbụ ọnụ bịakwasị ya; ọ dịghị atọ ya ụtọ ịgọzi onye ọbụla, ka ngọzị dị anya site nʼebe ọ nọ.
18 He put on cursing like a robe, and it has come into his body like water, and into his bones like oil.
O yikwasịrị ịbụ ọnụ dịka uwe ya; ọ bara nʼime ahụ ya dịka mmiri, bakwaa nʼime ọkpụkpụ ya dịka mmanụ.
19 Let it be to him as a robe which he puts on, let it be like a band which is round him at all times.
Ka ọ dịịrị ya ka uwe mwụda nke e kere ya gburugburu dịka akwa, dịka belịt e kegidere ya gburugburu ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
20 Let this be the reward given to my haters from the Lord, and to those who say evil of my soul.
Onyenwe anyị, mee ka nke a bụrụ ụdị ụgwọ ọrụ ndị iro m ga-anata, bụ ndị ahụ niile na-ekwu okwu ọjọọ megide m.
21 But, O Lord God, give me your help, because of your name; take me out of danger, because your mercy is good.
Ma gị onwe gị, Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị nyere m aka nʼihi aha gị, site nʼịdị mma nke ịhụnanya gị, napụta m.
22 For I am poor and in need, and my heart is wounded in me.
Nʼihi na abụ m ogbenye na onye nọ na mkpa, obi m tiwakwara etiwa nʼime m.
23 I am gone like the shade when it is stretched out: I am forced out of my place like a locust.
Ana m efu dịka onyinyo nke a na-ahụ anya mgbe anwụ dara; adịkwa m ka igurube nke onye m bekwasịrị nʼahụ ya na-efechapụ.
24 My knees are feeble for need of food; there is no fat on my bones.
Ike agwụla ikpere m, nʼihi ibu ọnụ; ataakwala m ahụ, bụrụ naanị ọkpụkpụ.
25 As for me, they make sport of me; shaking their heads when they see me.
Aghọọla m onye e ji eme ihe ọchị nye ndị na-ebo m ebubo, mgbe ha hụrụ m, ha na-efufe isi ha.
26 Give me help, O Lord my God; in your mercy be my saviour;
Nyere m aka, o Onyenwe anyị Chineke m; zọpụta m dịka ịhụnanya gị si dị.
27 So that they may see that it is the work of your hand; that you, Lord, have done it.
Ka ha mara na ọ bụ aka gị, na ọ bụ gị, o Onyenwe anyị, mere ya.
28 They may give curses but you give blessing; when they come up against me, put them to shame; but let your servant be glad.
Ha nwere ike nọgide na-abụ ọnụ, ma ị ga-agọzi; mgbe ha ga-abịa ọgụ, a ga-eme ha ihe ihere, ma ohu gị ga-aṅụrị ọṅụ.
29 Let my haters be clothed with shame, covering themselves with shame as with a robe.
A ga-eji ihere yikwasị ndị na-ebo m ebubo dịka uwe werekwa ihere kee ha gburugburu dịka uwe mwụda.
30 I will give the Lord great praise with my mouth; yes, I will give praise to him among all the people.
Aga m eji ọnụ m jaa Onyenwe anyị mma nke ukwuu; nʼetiti ọha mmadụ dị ukwuu, aga m eto ya.
31 For he is ever at the right hand of the poor, to take him out of the hands of those who go after his soul.
Nʼihi na ọ na-eguzo nʼaka nri nke onye nọ na mkpa, ịzọpụta ya site nʼaka ndị na-ama ya ikpe ọnwụ.
