< Psalms 147 >

1 Give praise to the Lord; for it is good to make melody to our God; praise is pleasing and beautiful.
Toonu Onyenwe anyị! Ọ bụ ihe dị mma ịbụku Chineke anyị abụ otuto. Ọ bụ ihe na-eweta mmasị, bụrụkwa ihe ziri ezi ito ya!
2 The Lord is building up Jerusalem; he makes all the outlaws of Israel come together.
Onyenwe anyị na-ewu Jerusalem: ọ na-akpọghachita ụmụ Izrel ndị a dọọrọ nʼagha gaa nʼala ọzọ.
3 He makes the broken-hearted well, and puts oil on their wounds.
Ọ na-agwọ ndị niile obi ha tiwara etiwa na-ekechikọtakwa ebe niile ha merụrụ ahụ.
4 He sees the number of the stars; he gives them all their names.
Ọ bụ ya na-ekpebi ọnụọgụgụ kpakpando niile na-akpọkwa ha nʼotu na otu.
5 Great is our Lord, and great his power; there is no limit to his wisdom.
Onyenwe anyị dị ukwuu, ike ya dịkwa ukwuu; nghọta ya enweghị nsọtụ.
6 The Lord gives help to the poor in spirit; but he sends sinners down in shame.
Onyenwe anyị na-agba ndị dị umeala nʼobi ume ma ọ na-atụda ndị ajọ omume nʼala.
7 Make songs of praise to the Lord; make melody to our God with instruments of music.
Jirinụ ekele bụkuo Onyenwe anyị abụ; jirinụ ụbọ akwara kpọọrọ Chineke anyị egwu.
8 By his hand the heaven is covered with clouds and rain is stored up for the earth; he makes the grass tall on the mountains.
Ọ na-eji igwe ojii na-ekpuchi mbara eluigwe; ọ na-ewetara elu ụwa mmiri ozuzo na-eme ka ahịhịa puo nʼelu ugwu niile.
9 He gives food to every beast, and to the young ravens in answer to their cry.
Ọ na-enye ehi niile nri na-enyekwa ụmụ ugolọma nri mgbe ha na-ebeku ya akwa nʼihi nri.
10 He has no delight in the strength of a horse; he takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
Mmasị ya adịghị nʼike nke ịnyịnya, maọbụ nʼike ụkwụ nke mmadụ.
11 The Lord takes pleasure in his worshippers, and in those whose hope is in his mercy.
Onyenwe anyị na-enwe mmasị nʼebe ndị na-atụ egwu ya nọ, ndị olileanya ha dị na ịhụnanya ya nke na-adịghị agharịpụ.
12 Give praise to the Lord, O Jerusalem; give praise to your God, O Zion.
O Jerusalem, jaa Onyenwe anyị mma; o Zayọn, too Chineke gị.
13 He has made strong the iron bands of your doors; he has sent blessings on your children inside your walls.
Nʼihi na o wusiela mkpọrọ ọnụ ụzọ ama gị niile ike, na-agọzikwa ndị niile bi nʼime gị.
14 He gives peace in all your land, making your stores full of fat grain.
Ọ na-eme ka oke ala gị nwee udo, jirikwa ọka wiiti kachasị mma nyejuo gị afọ.
15 He sends out his orders to the earth; his word goes out quickly.
Ọ na-ezipụ iwu ya nʼelu ụwa niile; okwu ya na-agbasa ngwangwa.
16 He gives snow like wool; he sends out ice-drops like dust.
Ọ na-atụsa snoo nʼala dịka ajị anụ, na-efesasị igirigi snoo dịka ntụ.
17 He sends down ice like raindrops: water is made hard by his cold.
Ọ na-atụdata mkpụrụ mmiri ya dị ka mkpụrụ okwute. Onye pụrụ iguzogide oke ifufe oyi ya?
18 At the outgoing of his word, the ice is turned to water; when he sends out his wind, there is a flowing of waters.
Ọ na-ezipụ okwu ya na-agbaze ha; ọ na-akpalịte ikuku ya mee ka mmiri bido ịsọgharị.
19 He makes his word clear to Jacob, teaching Israel his laws and his decisions.
O kpugheela okwu ya nye Jekọb, iwu ya na ụkpụrụ ya niile nye Izrel.
20 He has not done these things for any other nation: and as for his laws, they have no knowledge of them. Let the Lord be praised.
O mesobeghị mba ọzọ ụdị mmeso dị otu a. Ha amakwaghị iwu ya niile. Toonu Onyenwe anyị!

< Psalms 147 >