Psalms 45
1 For the music director. To the tune “Lilies.” A psalm (maskil) of the sons of Korah. A love song. I am moved to write about this wonderful subject. Let me share what I have written for the king. What I say comes from the pen of a skilled author.
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Nʼusoro olu abụ “Okoko osisi lili.” Abụ maskil ụmụ Kora. Abụ maka agbamakwụkwọ. Isi okwu dị ebube na-akpali mkpụrụobi m, mgbe m na-agụgharị abụ m nye eze; ire m bụ mkpisi akwụkwọ dị nʼaka ọka ode akwụkwọ.
2 You are more handsome than anyone else. You always speak graciously, for God has blessed you forever.
I bụ onye kachasị mma nʼetiti ụmụ mmadụ, e ji amara tee egbugbere ọnụ gị mmanụ, ebe ọ bụ na Chineke agọziela gị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
3 Strap on your sword, mighty warrior, stride out in glory and majesty!
Kenye mma agha gị nʼukwu gị, gị onye dị ike; yikwasị onwe gị ebube na ịma mma dịka uwe.
4 In your majesty ride out to victory, in the defense of truth, humility, and right, because you are strong and act powerfully.
Nʼebube gị, gaa nʼihu nʼime mmeri, nʼihi eziokwu, na ịdị obi umeala, na ezi omume; ka aka nri gị gosipụta ọrụ gị niile nke na-eju anya.
5 Your sharp arrows pierce the hearts of your enemies; the nations fall under you.
Ka àkụ gị niile dị nkọ mapuo mkpụrụobi ndị iro niile nke eze; ka mba niile na-adakwa nʼokpuru ụkwụ gị.
6 Your throne comes from God, and lasts forever and ever. The scepter with which you rule is a scepter of fairness.
O Chineke, ocheeze gị ga-adịgide ruo mgbe ebighị ebi, mkpara omume ziri ezi ka mkpara alaeze gị ga-abụ
7 You love what is right and hate what is wrong. That is why God, your God, has placed you above everyone else by anointing you with the oil of joy.
Ị hụrụ ezi omume nʼanya, ma kpọọ ihe ọjọọ asị; ya mere, Chineke, onye bụ Chineke gị, emeela ka ịdị elu karịa ndị ibe gị, site na ite gị mmanụ nke ọṅụ.
8 Your robes are perfumed with aloes, myrrh, and cassia; music played on stringed instruments in palaces decorated with ivory makes you happy.
Uwe gị niile jupụtara nʼisisi ụtọ nke si na mmanụ máá na aloos na akashia; ha sitere nʼụlọeze niile, e ji ọdụ enyi chọọ mma. Egwu sitere nʼụbọ akwara na-eme ka i nwee obi ụtọ.
9 The daughters of kings are among the noblewomen; the queen stands beside you on your right, wearing jewelry made of gold from Ophir.
Ụmụ agbọghọ eze nọ nʼetiti ndị inyom gị ka a na-asọpụrụ; nwunye eze, onye yikwasịrị ọlaedo nke Ọfịa na-eguzo nʼaka nri gị.
10 Listen to what I have to say, daughter; please pay attention. Don't pine for your people and your family.
Gee ntị, gị nwaagbọghọ, tulee ma nụrụkwa ihe m na-ekwu: “Chefuo ndị gị na ezinaụlọ nna gị.
11 May the king desire you in your beauty; respect him, for he is your lord.
Nʼihi na ịma mma gị ga-eme ka eze chọsie gị ike. Sọpụrụ ya nʼihi na ọ bụ onyenwe gị.”
12 The people of Tyre will come with gifts; rich people will look for your favor.
Ada Taịa ga-eji onyinye bịa; ndị ọgaranya ga-achọkwa ka i gosi ha ihuọma.
13 Inside her preparation room the princess bride looks wonderful in her golden gown.
Adaeze, lee ka o si maa mma dị ukwuu nʼime ụlọ ya; ọ bụ akwa a kpanyere ọlaedo ka e ji dụọ uwe mwụda ya.
14 Wearing her beautiful clothes she is brought to the king, followed by her bridesmaids.
Ụmụ agbọghọ ibe ya, ndị na-amaghị nwoke, na-eso ya bịakwute gị; ọ bụ uwe mwụda a kpanyere ihe ọkpụkpa ka o yi mgbe e dubatara ya nʼụlọeze.
15 What a happy, joyful procession enters the king's palace!
E ji ọṅụ na obi ụtọ dubata ha; ha bara nʼime ụlọeze.
16 Your sons will take the place of your fathers; as princes you will make them rulers throughout the land.
Ụmụ gị ndị ikom ga-anọchi anya nna nna gị; ị ga-eme ka ha bụrụ ndịisi nʼala ahụ niile.
17 Through my words you will be famous through all generations, and nations will praise you forever and ever.
Aga m eme ka echeta ihe banyere gị ruo ọgbọ niile; nʼihi nke a, mba niile ga-eto gị ruo mgbe niile ebighị ebi.
