Psalms 69
1 To the chief music-maker; put to Shoshannim. Of David. Be my saviour, O God; because the waters have come in, even to my neck.
Abụ Ọma dịrị onyeisi abụ. Eji olu abụ “Okoko Lili.” Abụ Devid. O Chineke, zọpụta m, nʼihi na mmiri abịaruola m nʼolu.
2 My feet are deep in the soft earth, where there is no support; I have come into deep waters, the waves are flowing over me.
Ana m emikpu nʼụrụrọ ebe dị omimi, e nwekwaghị ebe ịzọkwasị ụkwụ dị. Abịala m nʼebe mmiri dị omimi; uju mmiri na-achọkwa ikpuchigide m.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
Akpịrị akpọọla m nkụ; ike agwụla m ebe m na-akpọ oku maka enyemaka. Anya m agbaala ọchịchịrị ebe m na-ele anya Chineke.
4 Those who have hate for me without cause are greater in number than the hairs of my head; those who are against me, falsely desiring my destruction, are very strong; I gave back what I had not taken away.
Ndị kpọrọ m asị nʼefu dị ukwuu karịa agịrị isi dị m nʼisi. Ndị na-achọ ịla ndụ m nʼiyi dị ukwuu, bụ ndị họọrọ ịbụ ndị iro m, mgbe ọ na-adịghị ihe ọbụla m mere ha. Ha nọgidesịrị m ike mee ka m nyeghachi ihe m na-ezughị nʼohi.
5 O God, you see how foolish I am; and my wrongdoing is clear to you.
Gị, Chineke, ị maara enweghị uche m niile; ikpe ọmụma m abụghị ihe zoro ezo nʼihu gị.
6 Let not those who have hope in you be put to shame because of me, O Lord God of armies: let not those who are waiting for you be made low because of me, O God of Israel.
Ekwela ka ihere mee ndị na-atụkwasị gị obi nʼihi m, O Onyenwe m, Onyenwe anyị, Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile; ka ndị na-achọ gị ghara ịbụ ndị a ga-eme ihe ihere nʼihi m, O Chineke nke Izrel.
7 I have been wounded with sharp words because of you; my face has been covered with shame.
Ọ bụ nʼihi gị ka m na-anagide ịkwa emo, ihere ekpuchiela m ihu.
8 I have become strange to my brothers, and like a man from a far country to my mother's children.
Abụ m ọbịa nʼebe ụmụnna m nọ, nʼebe ụmụnne nọ, abụ m onye mba ọzọ.
9 I am on fire with passion for your house; and the hard things which are said about you have come on me.
Nʼihi na ihe gbasara ụlọ gị na-anụ m ọkụ nʼobi, ịta ụta niile nke ndị na-akparị gị adakwasịla m.
10 My bitter weeping, and my going without food, were turned to my shame.
Mgbe m na-ebe akwa na-ebukwa ọnụ, ha kparịrị m nʼihi na m na-eme nke a.
11 When I put on the clothing of grief, they said evil of me.
Mgbe m yikwasịrị uwe iru ụjụ m, a ghọrọ m ihe ha ji eme ihe ọchị.
12 I am a cause of wonder to those in authority; a song to those who are given to strong drink.
Ndị na-anọ ọnọdụ ala nʼọnụ ụzọ ama, na-akwa m emo, na-akọ m ọnụ, abụ m isi abụ nke ndị na-aṅụbiga mmanya oke na-abụ.
13 But as for me, let my prayer be made to you, O Lord, at a time when you are pleased; O God, give me an answer in your great mercy, for your salvation is certain.
O Onyenwe anyị, ana m akpọku gị nʼekpere, nʼoge ihuọma gị; na oke ịhụnanya gị, O Chineke m, zaa m nʼeziokwu nke nzọpụta gị.
14 Take me from the grip of the sticky earth, so that I may not go down into it; let me be lifted up from the deep waters.
Dọpụta m site nʼụrụrọ, ekwela ka m mikpuo; zọpụta m site nʼaka ndị kpọrọ m asị, site na mmiri miri emi.
15 Let me not be covered by the flowing waters; let not the deep waters go over my head, and let me not be shut up in the underworld.
Ekwela ka uju mmiri kpuchie m, maọbụ ka ebe dị omimi loda m, ma ọ bụkwanụ ka olulu lomie m, kpuchie m nʼime ọnụ ya.
16 Give an answer to my words, O Lord; for your mercy is good: be turned to me, because of your great pity.
O Onyenwe anyị, zaa m, site nʼịdị mma nke ịhụnanya gị, nʼime ịdị ukwuu nke oke ebere gị, chee m ihu.
17 Let not your face be covered from your servant, for I am in trouble; quickly give me an answer.
Ezonarịla mụ bụ ohu gị ihu gị. Anọ m na nsogbu, mee ngwangwa zaa m!
18 Come near to my soul, for its salvation: be my saviour, because of those who are against me.
Bịa m nso zọpụta m. Gbapụta m site nʼaka ndị iro m.
19 You have seen my shame, how I was laughed at and made low; my haters are all before you.
Ị maara ihe niile banyere ihe ọchị ha ji m mee, mweda nʼala m na ihe ihere: ndị iro m niile nọkwa gị nʼihu.
20 My heart is broken by bitter words, I am full of grief; I made a search for some to have pity on me, but there was no one; I had no comforter.
Ọchị ha na-achị m etiwaala m obi, ma hapụ m nʼọnọdụ enweghị inyeaka. Elere m anya onye ga-emere m ebere, ma ọ dịghị onye ọbụla m hụrụ; lee anya ndị ga-akasị m obi, ma ọ dịkwaghị onye m chọtara.
21 They gave me poison for my food; and bitter wine for my drink.
Ha tinyere oluilu nʼime nri m, nyekwa m mmanya gbara ụka ka m ṅụọ.
22 Let their table before them be for their destruction; let their feasts become a net to take them.
Ka tebul e debere nʼihu ha ghọrọ ha ọnya; ka ọ bụrụ ha ihe ịbọ ọbọ mgbe ha nọ nʼudo ya ghọrọ ha ọnya igbudu.
23 Let their eyes be blind so that they may not see; let their bodies for ever be shaking.
Ka anya ha gbaa ọchịchịrị, ka ha gharakwa ịhụ ụzọ ọzọ, mekwa ka ụkwụ ha na-ama jijiji mgbe niile.
24 Let your curse come on them; let the heat of your wrath overtake them.
Wụkwasị ha oke iwe gị, ka iwe gị dị ọkụ zute ha.
25 Give their houses to destruction, and let there be no one in their tents.
Ka ebe obibi ha tọgbọrọ nʼefu, ka mmadụ ọbụla gharakwa ibi nʼime ụlọ ikwu ha.
26 Because they are cruel to him against whom your hand is turned; they make bitter the grief of him who is wounded by you.
Ha na-akpagbu ndị ahụ i merụrụ ahụ, na-ekwukwa banyere ihe mgbu ndị ahụ i kwohịara ahụ.
27 Let their punishment be increased; let them not come into your righteousness.
Boo ha ebubo ajọ omume tụkwasị nʼelu ajọ omume, ekwekwala ka ha keta oke na ezi omume gị.
28 Let their names be taken from the book of the living, let them not be numbered with the upright.
Mee ka e hichapụ aha ha site nʼakwụkwọ nke ndụ, ka a hapụ idekọta aha ha na nke ndị ezi omume.
29 But I am poor and full of sorrow; let me be lifted up by your salvation, O Lord.
Anọ m nʼụfụ na ihe mgbu, O Chineke, mee ka nzọpụta gị kpuchie m.
30 I will give praise to the name of God with a song; I will give glory to him for what he has done.
Aga m eji ịbụ abụ too aha Chineke, jirikwa ekele bulie ya elu.
31 This will be more pleasing to the Lord than an ox, or a young ox of full growth.
Nke a ga-atọ Onyenwe anyị ụtọ karịa oke ehi, karịa oke ehi, nke mpi ya na ụkwụ ya ka dị.
32 The poor will see it and be glad: you who are lovers of God, let your hearts have life.
Ndị ogbenye ga-ahụ ya ma ṅụrịakwa ọṅụ; unu ndị na-achọ Chineke, ka obi unu na-adị ndụ.
33 For the ears of the Lord are open to the poor, and he takes thought for his prisoners.
Onyenwe anyị na-anụ ekpere ndị nọ na mkpa, ọ naghị eledakwa ndị ya a dọtara nʼagha anya.
34 Let the heavens and the earth give praise to him, the seas, and everything moving in them.
Ka eluigwe na ụwa too ya, osimiri niile na ihe niile bi nʼime ha.
35 For God will be the saviour of Zion, and the builder of the towns of Judah; so that it may be their resting-place and heritage.
Nʼihi na Chineke ga-azọpụta Zayọn; ọ ga-ewugharị obodo niile nke Juda. Mgbe ahụ, ndị mmadụ ga-ebi nʼime ya, mee ya ihe nweta ha.
36 The seed of his servants will have their part in it, and there the lovers of his name will have rest.
Ụmụ ndị na-ejere ya ozi ga-eketa ya, ndị hụrụ aha ya nʼanya ga-ebikwa ebe ahụ nʼime ya.
