Psalms 13

1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. Will you for ever put me out of your memory, O Lord? will your face for ever be turned away from me?

Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ ọma Devid. Ruo ole mgbe ka i ga-echefu m Onyenwe anyị? Ruo ole mgbe ka i ga-ezonarị m ihu gị?

2 How long is my soul to be in doubt, with sorrow in my heart all the day? how long will he who is against me be given power over me?

Ruo ole mgbe ka mụ na mmụọ m ga na-agba mgba nọdụkwa na-eru ụjụ kwa ụbọchị nʼime mkpụrụobi m? Ruo ole mgbe ka ndị iro m ga-anọgide na-emeri m?

3 Let my voice come before you, and give me an answer, O Lord my God; let your light be shining on me, so that the sleep of death may not overtake me;

Lekwasị m anya, ma zaa m, O Onyenwe anyị Chineke m. Nyeghachi m ìhè nke anya m ka m ghara ịnwụ;

4 And he who is against me may not say, I have overcome him; and those who are troubling me may not be glad when I am moved.

mgbe ahụ onye iro m ga-asị, “Emeriela m ya,” mgbe m ga-ada, ndị kpọrọ m asị ga-aṅụrịkwa ọṅụ.

5 But I have had faith in your mercy; my heart will be glad in your salvation.

Ma atụkwasịrị m obi nʼịhụnanya gị nke na-enweghị ọgwụgwụ; mkpụrụobi m na-aṅụrị ọṅụ na nzọpụta gị.

6 I will make a song to the Lord, because he has given me my reward.

Aga m abụku Onyenwe anyị abụ, nʼihi na o mesoro m mmeso ọma.