Psalms 70

1 To the chief music-maker. Of David. To keep in memory. Let your salvation come quickly, O God; come quickly to my help, O Lord.

Abụ Ọma dịrị onyeisi abụ. Nke Devid. Arịrịọ. O Chineke, gbata ọsọ bịa zọpụta m, O Onyenwe anyị, bịa ngwangwa inyere m aka.

2 Let those who go after my soul have shame and trouble; let those who have evil designs against me be turned back and made foolish.

Ka ndị niile na-achọ ịnapụ m ndụ m, bụrụ ndị a ga-etinye nʼọnọdụ ihere na ọgbaaghara. Ka ndị ọ na-amasị ịhụ ịla nʼiyi m laghachi azụ nʼihere.

3 Let those who say Aha, aha! be turned back as a reward of their shame.

Ka ndị ahụ na-asị m, “Ehee! Ehee!” laghachi azụ nʼihi ihere ha.

4 Let all those who are looking for you be glad and have joy in you; let the lovers of your salvation ever say, May God be great.

Ma ka ndị niile na-achọ gị ṅụrịa ọṅụ, nweekwa obi ụtọ nʼime gị, ka ndị ahụ hụrụ nzọpụta gị nʼanya na-ekwu mgbe niile, “Onyenwe anyị dị ukwuu.”

5 But I am poor and in need; come to me quickly, O God; you are my help and my saviour; let there be no waiting, O Lord.

Ma mụ onwe m bụ ogbenye na onye nọ na mkpa; O Chineke, mee ngwangwa bịakwute m. Ị bụ onye inyeaka m na onye mgbapụta m; O Onyenwe anyị, anọla ọdụ ịbịa.