Psalms 138

1 Of David himself. O Lord, I will confess to you with my whole heart, for you have heard the words of my mouth. I will sing psalms to you in the sight of the Angels.

Abụ Ọma Devid. O Onyenwe anyị, aga m eji obi m niile too gị; nʼihu chi niile dị iche iche ka m ga-abụku gị abụ otuto.

2 I will adore before your holy temple, and I will confess your name: it is above your mercy and your truth. For you have magnified your holy name above all.

Aga m akpọ isiala nʼebe ụlọnsọ ukwu gị dị aga m etokwa aha gị nʼihi ịhụnanya gị na ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị, nʼihi na i meela ka aha gị na okwu gị dị elu karịa ihe niile.

3 On whatever day that I will call upon you: hear me. You will multiply virtue in my soul.

Mgbe m kpọkuru gị, ị zara m; i mere m ka m nwee nkwuwa okwu ma guzosiekwa ike.

4 May all the kings of the earth confess to you, O Lord. For they have heard all the words of your mouth.

O Onyenwe anyị, ka ndị eze niile nọ nʼụwa too gị, mgbe ha nụrụ ihe niile i nyere nʼiwu.

5 And let them sing in accordance with the ways of the Lord. For great is the glory of the Lord.

Ka ha bụọ abụ banyere ụzọ niile nke Onyenwe anyị, nʼihi na ebube Onyenwe anyị dị ukwuu.

6 For the Lord is exalted, and he looks with favor on the humble. But the lofty he knows from a distance.

Nʼagbanyeghị na Onyenwe anyị dị ukwuu, ọ na-elekwasị ndị dị umeala nʼobi anya, ma ọ naghị ekwe ka ndị nganga bịa ya nso.

7 If I wander into the midst of tribulation, you will revive me. For you extended your hand against the wrath of my enemies. And your right hand has accomplished my salvation.

A sịkwarị na m na-eje ije nʼetiti nsogbu, ị na-echebe ndụ m; ị na-esetipụ aka gị megide iwe ndị kpọrọ m asị, ị na-eji aka nri gị zọpụta m.

8 The Lord will provide retribution on my behalf. O Lord, your mercy is forever. Do not disdain the works of your hands.

Onyenwe anyị ga-emezuru m ihe niile o kwadoro m; ịhụnanya gị, o Onyenwe anyị, na-adịgide ruo mgbe ebighị ebi, ahapụkwala ọrụ aka gị niile.