Psalms 16
1 The inscription of a title to David himself. Preserve me, O Lord, for I have put trust in thee.
Abụ miktam nke Devid. Chebe m, O Chineke, nʼihi na nʼime gị ka m gbabara izere ndụ.
2 I have said to the Lord, thou art my God, for thou hast no need of my goods.
A gwara m Onyenwe anyị, “Ị bụ Onyenwe m, e wezuga gị, enwekwaghị m ọdịmma ọbụla.”
3 To the saints, who are in his land, he hath made wonderful all my desires in them.
Ana m asị maka ndị nsọ bụ ndị nọ nʼala a, “Ha bụ ndị a na-asọpụrụ, ndị ihe ha nʼatọ m ụtọ.”
4 Their infirmities were multiplied: afterwards they made haste. I will not gather together their meetings for blood offerings: nor will I be mindful of their names by my lips.
Iru ụjụ nke ndị ahụ na-agbaso chi ndị ọzọ ga-aba ụba. Agaghị m eso ha wụsa aja ihe ọṅụṅụ ọbara nye chi ndị a, maọbụ were egbugbere ọnụ m kpọọ aha ha.
5 The Lord is the portion of my inheritance and of my cup: it is thou that wilt restore my inheritance to me.
Onyenwe anyị, i nyeela m oke m na iko m; ị na-elekọta ihe niile bụ nke m site nʼife nza.
6 The lines are fallen unto me in goodly places: for my inheritance is goodly to me.
Ọtụtụ oke ala niile dabara m nʼebe dị ezi mma; nʼezie, e nwere m ihe nketa nke na-enye m ọṅụ.
7 I will bless the Lord, who hath given me understanding: moreover my reins also have corrected me even till night.
Aga m eto Onyenwe anyị, onye na-adụ m ọdụ; ọ bụladị nʼabalị, obi m na-agwa m ihe m ga-eme.
8 I set the Lord always in my sight: for he is at my right hand, that I be not moved.
Ana m elekwasị Onyenwe anyị anya mgbe niile. Ebe ọ nọ nʼaka nri m, agaghị m ama jijiji.
9 Therefore my heart hath been glad, and my tongue hath rejoiced: moreover my flesh also shall rest in hope.
Nʼihi nke a, obi dị m ụtọ, ire m jupụtakwara nʼọṅụ; aga m anọkwa nʼudo.
10 Because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; nor wilt then give thy holy one to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
Nʼihi na ị gaghị ahapụ m nʼala mmụọ, ị gaghị ekwekwa ka Onye gị kwesiri ntụkwasị obi hụ ire ure. (Sheol h7585)
11 Thou hast made known to me the ways of life, thou shalt fill me with joy with thy countenance: at thy right hand are delights even to the end.
I gosila m ụzọ ndụ; ị ga-eji ọṅụ mejupụta obi m nʼihu gị; ya na ihe ụtọ ndị dị nʼaka nri gị ruo ebighị ebi.
