Psalms 62
1 To the excelletn musician Ieduthun. A Psalme of David. Yet my soule keepeth silence vnto God: of him commeth my saluation.
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Maka Jedutun. Abụ Ọma Devid. Ọ bụ naanị nʼime Chineke ka mkpụrụobi m na-achọta izuike. Nzọpụta m na-esite na ya na-abịa.
2 Yet he is my strength and my saluation, and my defence: therefore I shall not much be mooued.
Naanị ya bụ oke nkume m na nzọpụta m; ọ bụ ebe mgbaba m e wusiri ike, agaghị m ama jijiji nʼọnọdụ m.
3 How long wil ye imagine mischiefe against a man? ye shalbe all slaine: ye shalbe as a bowed wall, or as a wall shaken.
Ruo ole mgbe ka unu ga-anọgide na-ebuso agha megide nwoke a? Unu niile, unu chọrọ ịkwatu ya, ebe ọ bụ naanị mgbidi na-ada ada, mgbidi na-esighị ike e ji osisi wuo?
4 Yet they consult to cast him downe from his dignitie: their delight is in lies, they blesse with their mouthes, but curse with their hearts. (Selah)
Ha ekpebiela isite nʼọnọdụ ya dị elu kwatuo ya; okwu ụgha na-atọ ha ụtọ. Ha na-eji ọnụ ha na-agọzi, ma nʼime obi ha, ha na-abụ ọnụ. (Sela)
5 Yet my soule keepe thou silence vnto God: for mine hope is in him.
O mkpụrụobi m, chọta ezumike naanị nʼime Chineke; olileanya m na-esite na ya na-abịa.
6 Yet is hee my strength, and my saluation, and my defence: therefore I shall not be mooued.
Naanị ya bụ oke nkume m, na onye nzọpụta m. Naanị ya kwa bụ ebe mgbaba m e wusiri ike, agaghị m ama jijiji nʼọnọdụ m.
7 In God is my saluation and my glory, the rocke of my strength: in God is my trust.
Nzọpụta m na nsọpụrụ m dabeere na Chineke, Ọ bụ oke nkume m, ebe mgbaba m.
8 Trust in him alway, ye people: powre out your hearts before him, for God is our hope. (Selah)
Tụkwasịnụ ya obi mgbe niile, unu ndị mmadụ; kwupụtaranụ ya obi unu, nʼihi na Chineke bụ ebe mgbaba anyị. (Sela)
9 Yet the children of men are vanitie, the chiefe men are lies: to lay them vpon a balance they are altogether lighter then vanitie.
Ndị nta nʼetiti ụmụ mmadụ bụ naanị otu nkuume, ndị ukwu bụ naanị ụgha; ọ bụrụ na a tụọ ha nʼihe ọtụtụ, ha bụ ihe efu; ha niile bụ naanị otu nkuume.
10 Trust not in oppression nor in robberie: be not vaine: if riches increase, set not your heart thereon.
Unu atụkwasịla obi unu nʼiji aka ike kpata ego, maọbụ tụkwasị olileanya unu nʼihe e zuru ezu; akụ unu nwere ike mụbaa, unu atụkwasịla ha obi.
11 God spake once or twise, I haue heard it, that power belongeth vnto God,
Chineke ekwuola otu ihe, ihe abụọ ka m nụrụ: “Na gị, O Chineke, dị ike,
12 And to thee, O Lord, mercie: for thou rewardest euery one according to his worke.
na gị, Onyenwe anyị, jupụtara nʼịhụnanya. Nʼezie, ị ga-akwụghachi onye ọbụla dịka ọrụ ya si dị.”
