Psalms 125

1 A song for pilgrims going up to Jerusalem. Those who trust in the Lord are like Mount Zion, for it is unshakeable and endures forever.

Abụ nrigo. Ndị niile na-atụkwasị Onyenwe anyị obi na-anọgidesi ike dị ka ugwu Zayọn nke a na-apụghị inugharị, nke na-adịgidekwa nʼọnọdụ ya ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.

2 In the same way that the mountains surround Jerusalem, the Lord surrounds his people, now and forever.

Dịka ugwu niile si gbaa obodo Jerusalem gburugburu, otu a ka Onyenwe anyị na-agba ndị ya gburugburu ugbu a na ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.

3 The wicked will not always rule over the land of the faithful, otherwise the faithful might also end up doing wrong.

Mkpara ọchịchị ndị ajọ omume agaghị adịgide nʼala ndị ezi omume ketara nʼife nza, nʼihi na ndị ezi omume nwere ike itinye aka ha na-ime ihe ọjọọ.

4 Lord, please do good to those who do good, those who sincerely do what is right.

O Onyenwe anyị, meere ndị niile na-eme ezi omume ihe ọma, ya bụ, ndị niile obi ha ziri ezi.

5 But as for those who turn aside to follow their own crooked ways—those the Lord will lead them away together with those who do evil. May Israel be at peace!

Ma Onyenwe anyị ga-achụpụ ndị niile na-agbaso ụzọ aghụghọ na ndị niile na-eme ajọ ihe. Ka udo dịrị Izrel.