Psalms 28
1 A psalm for David himself. Unto thee will I cry, O Lord: O my God, be not thou silent to me: lest thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
Abụ Ọma Devid. Gị Onyenwe anyị ka m na-akpọku; gị bụ Oke nkume m, agbala m nkịtị. Ọ bụrụ na ị jụ ịza m, aga m eyi otu nʼime ndị ahụ na-arịda nʼolulu.
2 Hear, O Lord, the voice of my supplication, when I pray to thee; when I lift up my hands to thy holy temple.
Nụrụ arịrịọ m maka ebere dịka m na-akpọku gị maka enyemaka, mgbe m chịlịri aka m abụọ elu nʼEbe gị Kachasị Nsọ.
3 Draw me not away together with the wicked; and with the workers of iniquity destroy me not: Who speak peace with their neighbour, but evils are in their hearts.
Adọkpụrụla m tinyere ndị ajọ mmadụ, tinyekwara ndị na-eme ajọ ihe, ndị ji ire ụtọ agwa ndị agbataobi ha okwu udo, ma ha bu iro nʼime obi ha.
4 Give them according to their works, and according to the wickedness of their inventions. According to the works of their hands give thou to them: render to them their reward.
Kwụghachi ha dịka ọrụ ọjọọ ha na omume ha kwesiri; kwụghachi ha maka ihe aka ha mere, ka ihe ga-adakwasị ha bụrụ ihe ha kwesiri iketa.
5 Because they have not understood the works of the Lord, and the operations of his hands: thou shalt destroy them, and shalt not build them up.
Nʼihi na ha adịghị aghọta ọrụ niile nke Onyenwe anyị, ha adịghịkwa aghọta ihe aka ya abụọ rụrụ, ọ ga-akwada ha nʼala, ọ gaghị ewulikwa ha elu ọzọ.
6 Blessed be the Lord, for he hath heard the voice of my supplication.
Toonu Onyenwe anyị, nʼihi na o gere ntị nʼarịrịọ m rịọrọ ya ka o meere m ebere.
7 The Lord is my helper and my protector: in him hath my heart confided, and I have been helped. And my flesh hath flourished again, and with my will I will give praise to him.
Onyenwe anyị bụ ike m na ọta m; ana m atụkwasị ya obi m, si otu a bụrụ onye a na-enyere aka. Obi m na-awuli elu nʼihi ọṅụ, aga m ejikwa abụ m na-eto ya.
8 The Lord is the strength of his people, and the protector of the salvation of his anointed.
Onyenwe anyị bụ ike nke ndị ya, ebe mgbaba e wusiri ike nke nzọpụta dịịrị onye ya etere mmanụ.
9 Save, O Lord, thy people, and bless thy inheritance: and rule them and exalt them for ever.
Zọpụta ndị gị, gọzikwaa ihe nketa gị; buuru ha onye ọzụzụ atụrụ, na-ekukwa ha ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
