Psalms 139
1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. O Lord, you have knowledge of me, searching out all my secrets.
Abụ nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ Ọma Devid. O Onyenwe anyị, ị nyochaala m, ị makwaara m nke ọma
2 You have knowledge when I am seated and when I get up, you see my thoughts from far away.
Ị maara mgbe m na-anọdụ ala na mgbe m na-eguzo ọtọ; site nʼebe dị anya, ị na-aghọta echiche obi m niile.
3 You keep watch over my steps and my sleep, and have knowledge of all my ways.
Ị na-ahụzu ọpụpụ m na ndina ala m; ị mazukwara ụzọ m niile.
4 For there is not a word on my tongue which is not clear to you, O Lord.
O Onyenwe anyị, ị maara ihe m gaje ikwu tupu m kwuo ya.
5 I am shut in by you on every side, and you have put your hand on me.
Ị na-anọ m nʼihu, ma na-esokwa m nʼazụ, ị tụkwasịla m aka gị.
6 Such knowledge is a wonder greater than my powers; it is so high that I may not come near it.
Ihe ọmụma dị otu a dị oke omimi nye m, ọ dịkwa elu apụghị m iru ya.
7 Where may I go from your spirit? how may I go in flight from you?
Ebee ka m ga-ezo onwe m si otu a zonarị Mmụọ gị? Ebeekwa ka m pụrụ ịgbaga ka m si nʼihu gị zoo onwe m?
8 If I go up to heaven, you are there: or if I make my bed in the underworld, you are there. (Sheol h7585)
Ọ bụrụ na m arịgoro nʼeluigwe ị nọ nʼebe ahụ. Ọ bụrụkwa na m arịda zoo onwe m nʼala mmụọ, ị nọkwa nʼebe ahụ. (Sheol h7585)
9 If I take the wings of the morning, and go to the farthest parts of the sea;
Ọ bụrụ na m efepụ nʼisi ụtụtụ dịka nwa nnụnụ, felagaa nʼebe dị nnọọ anya nke oke osimiri,
10 Even there will I be guided by your hand, and your right hand will keep me.
ọ bụladị nʼebe ahụ ka aka gị ga na-edu m aka nri gị ga-ejidesi m ike.
11 If I say, Only let me be covered by the dark, and the light about me be night;
Ọ bụrụ na m asị, “Nʼezie, ọchịchịrị ga-ekpuchi m ìhè ga-aghọ abalị gbaa m gburugburu.”
12 Even the dark is not dark to you; the night is as bright as the day: for dark and light are the same to you.
Ọ bụladị ọchịchịrị agaghị abụ ọchịchịrị nʼebe ị nọ; abalị ga-enye ìhè dịka ehihie, nʼihi na ọchịchịrị dị ka ìhè nʼebe ị nọ.
13 My flesh was made by you, and my parts joined together in my mother's body.
Ọ bụ gị kpụrụ akụkụ niile dị m nʼahụ. Ọ bụkwa gị jikọtara ha niile ka ha bụrụ otu mmadụ nʼime afọ nne m.
14 I will give you praise, for I am strangely and delicately formed; your works are great wonders, and of this my soul is fully conscious.
Ana m eto gị nʼihi na abụ m onye e sitere nʼoke egwu na ebube kee; ọrụ gị niile dị ebube; amaara m nke a nke ọma.
15 My frame was not unseen by you when I was made secretly, and strangely formed in the lowest parts of the earth.
Ụdịdị m abụghị ihe zoro ezo nʼebe ị nọ mgbe a kpụrụ m nʼebe nzuzo ahụ, mgbe a kpakọtara m nʼebe omimi nke ụwa.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book all my days were recorded, even those which were purposed before they had come into being.
Anya gị abụọ hụrụ ahụ m mgbe ọ na-enweghị ụdịdị ọbụla. E dere ụbọchị niile a kwadoro m nʼime akwụkwọ gị tupu otu nʼime ha adịrị.
17 How dear are your thoughts to me, O God! how great is the number of them!
Lee ka echiche ị na-eche banyere m si dị oke ọnụahịa, o Chineke! Leekwa ka ha si dị ukwuu.
18 If I made up their number, it would be more than the grains of sand; when I am awake, I am still with you.
Ọ bụrụ na m agụọ ha ọnụ, ha ga-adị ukwuu karịa ọnụọgụgụ aja dị nʼala. Mgbe m tetara, mụ na gị ka nọ.
19 If only you would put the sinners to death, O God; go far from me, you men of blood.
O Chineke, a sịkwarị na ị ga-ala ndị ajọ omume niile nʼiyi! Sitenụ nʼebe m nọ pụọ, unu ndị na-akwafu ọbara!
20 For they go against you with evil designs, and your haters make sport of your name.
Site nʼechiche ọjọọ, ha na-ekwu okwu banyere gị; ndị iro gị na-ekwutọ aha gị.
21 Are not your haters hated by me, O Lord? are not those who are lifted up against you a cause of grief to me?
O Onyenwe anyị, ọ bụ na m akpọghị ha asị bụ ndị kpọrọ gị asị, na-asọkwa ndị na-enupu isi megide gị oyi?
22 My hate for them is complete; my thoughts of them are as if they were making war on me.
Ọ bụ naanị ịkpọ asị ka m nwere nʼebe ha nọ? Ana m agụnye ha dịka ndị iro m.
23 O God, let the secrets of my heart be uncovered, and let my wandering thoughts be tested:
O Chineke, nyochaa m, mara obi m. Nwaa m, matakwa echiche uche m niile.
24 See if there is any way of sorrow in me, and be my guide in the eternal way.
Chọpụta ma o nwere ihe ọjọọ dị nʼime m, ma duo m nʼụzọ ebighị ebi.
