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.

Orin fún ìgòkè. Àwọn tí ó gbẹ́kẹ̀lé Olúwa yóò dàbí òkè Sioni, tí a kò lè ṣí ní ìdí, bí kò ṣe pé ó dúró láéláé.

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

Bí òkè ńlá ti yí Jerusalẹmu ká, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni Olúwa yí ènìyàn ká láti ìsinsin yìí lọ àti títí láéláé.

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

Nítorí tí ọ̀pá àwọn ènìyàn búburú kì yóò bà lé ìpín àwọn olódodo; kí àwọn olódodo kí ó máa ba à fi ọwọ́ wọn lé ẹ̀ṣẹ̀.

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

Olúwa ṣe rere fún àwọn ẹni rere, àti fún àwọn tí àyà wọn dúró ṣinṣin.

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!

Bí ó ṣe ti irú àwọn tí wọn yà sí ipa ọ̀nà wíwọ́ wọn; Olúwa yóò jẹ́ kí wọn lọ pẹ̀lú àwọn oníṣẹ́ ẹ̀ṣẹ̀. Ṣùgbọ́n àlàáfíà yóò wà lórí Israẹli.