Psalms 81
1 Unto the end, for the winepresses, a psalm for Asaph himself. Rejoice to God our helper: sing aloud to the God of Jacob.
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi Abụ. Abụ nke Asaf nʼusoro gittit. Bụkuo Chineke bụ ike anyị abụ ọṅụ, tikusie Chineke Jekọb mkpu ike!
2 Take a psalm, and bring hither the timbrel: the pleasant psaltery with the harp.
Bidonụ iti egwu, kụọ ihe iti egwu, kpọọnụ ụbọ akwara na-enye abụ ụtọ na une.
3 Blow up the trumpet on the new moon, on the noted day of your solemnity.
Fụọnụ opi ike nʼoge ọnwa ọhụrụ, na mgbe ọnwa gbapụtara nʼuju ya, nʼụbọchị mmemme anyị;
4 For it is a commandment in Israel, and a judgment to the God of Jacob.
nke a bụ iwu dịrị Izrel, ụkpụrụ Chineke nke Jekọb.
5 He ordained it for a testimony in Joseph, when he came out of the land of Egypt: he heard a tongue which he knew not.
O mere ka o guzosie ike dịka iwu nye Josef mgbe ọ pụrụ imegide Ijipt. Anụkwara m olu nʼasụsụ nke m na-amaghị, ka ọ na-asị:
6 He removed his back from the burdens: his hands had served in baskets.
“Ewezugala m ibu arọ site nʼubu ha; aka ha abụọ nwere onwe ha site nʼịrụ ọrụ.
7 Thou calledst upon me in affliction, and I delivered thee: I heard thee in the secret place of tempest: I proved thee at the waters of contradiction.
Nʼime ihe mgbu unu, unu kpọrọ oku, anapụtara m unu, azara m unu site nʼegbe eluigwe; anwara m unu na mmiri nke Meriba. (Sela)
8 Hear, O my people, and I will testify to thee: O Israel, if thou wilt hearken to me,
“Nụrụnụ, ndị m, aga m adọ unu aka na ntị, a sịkwarị na unu ga-ege m ntị, unu ndị Izrel!
9 There shall be no new god in thee: neither shalt thou adore a strange god.
Unu agaghị enwe chi ndị mba ọzọ nʼetiti unu; unu agaghị akpọkwa isiala nye chi si ala ọzọ.
10 For I am the Lord thy God, who brought thee out of the land of Egypt: open thy mouth wide, and I will fill it.
Abụ m Onyenwe anyị Chineke unu, onye kpọpụtara unu site nʼala Ijipt. Meghe ọnụ unu ka ọ saa mbara, aga m emeju ya.
11 But my people heard not my voice: and Israel hearkened not to me.
“Ma ndị m ekweghị ige m ntị. Izrel emekwaghị dịka m gwara ha.
12 So I let them go according to the desires of their heart: they shall walk in their own inventions.
Ya mere, ahapụrụ m ha na ndụ isiike ha, ka ha soro nchepụta nke echiche ha.
13 If my people had heard me: if Israel had walked in my ways:
“Ewoo, a sị na ndị m gaara ege m ntị, a sịkwa na Izrel ga-eso ụzọ m niile.
14 I should soon have humbled their enemies, and laid my hand on them that troubled them.
Ọ gaghị adị anya mgbe m ga-eji ike m, wezuga ndị iro ya site nʼọnọdụ ha. Aga m eweli aka m, megide ndị iro ya niile.
15 The enemies of the Lord have lied to him: and their time shall be for ever.
Ndị niile kpọrọ Onyenwe anyị asị, ga-ada nʼihu ya nʼụjọ. Ịta ahụhụ ha ga-adịgidekwa, ruo ebighị ebi.
16 And he fed them with the fat of wheat, and filled them with honey out of the rock.
Ma a ga-eji ụtụ ọka wiiti kachasị mma, nyejuo unu afọ; aga m ejikwa mmanụ aṅụ nke sitere nʼoke nkume, nyejuo unu afọ.”
