Psalms 74
1 A Psalme to give instruction, committed to Asaph. O God, why hast thou put vs away for euer? why is thy wrath kindled against the sheepe of thy pasture?
Abụ maskil nke Asaf. Chineke, gịnị mere i ji jụ anyị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi? Gịnị mere iwe gị ji akwụ anwụrụ megide igwe atụrụ ndị ị na-azụ?
2 Thinke vpon thy Congregation, which thou hast possessed of olde, and on the rod of thine inheritance, which thou hast redeemed, and on this mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt.
Cheta mba ahụ nke ị zụtara na mgbe ochie, ebo ahụ bụ ihe nketa gị, ndị ị gbapụtara, nʼugwu Zayọn ebe i biri.
3 Lift vp thy strokes, that thou mayest for euer destroy euery enemie that doeth euill to the Sanctuarie.
Tụgharịa nzọ ụkwụ gị bịa na mbibi ebighị ebi ndị a. Ọ bụ onye iro wetara ịla nʼiyi a niile nʼụlọnsọ a.
4 Thine aduersaries roare in the middes of thy Congregation, and set vp their banners for signes.
Ndị iro gị gbọrọ ụja nʼebe i zutere anyị. Ha weliri ọkọlọtọ ha dịka ihe ịrịbama.
5 He that lifted the axes vpon the thicke trees, was renowmed, as one, that brought a thing to perfection:
Ha kpara agwa dịka ndị ikom ji anyụike ha ga-eji gbutuo ọtụtụ osisi dị nʼoke ọhịa.
6 But nowe they breake downe the carued worke thereof with axes and hammers.
Ha ji anyụike na egbugbu ha kụjisie ihe niile eji amachi ihe bụ nke egbunyere ihe.
7 They haue cast thy Sanctuarie into the fire, and rased it to the grounde, and haue defiled the dwelling place of thy Name.
Ha kpọkwara ụlọnsọ gị ọkụ, mee ya ka o repịa. Ha merụrụ ụlọ obibi ahụ a kpọkwasịrị aha gị.
8 They saide in their hearts, Let vs destroy them altogether: they haue burnt all the Synagogues of God in the land.
Ha sịrị nʼobi ha, “Anyị ga-etipịa ha kpamkpam!” Ha kpọrọ ebe niile a na-anọ efe Chineke nʼala a ọkụ.
9 We see not our signes: there is not one Prophet more, nor any with vs that knoweth howe long.
Enyeghị anyị ihe ịrịbama ọbụla site nʼaka Chineke. Ọ dịkwaghị ndị amụma fọdụrụ. Ọ dịkwaghị onye ọbụla nʼetiti anyị onye maara, mgbe ihe a ga-agwụ.
10 O God, howe long shall the aduersarie reproche thee? shall the enemie blaspheme thy Name for euer?
O Chineke, ruo ole mgbe ka ndị iro ga-anọgide na-achị gị ọchị? Onye iro, ọ ga-eleli aha gị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi?
11 Why withdrawest thou thine hand, euen thy right hand? drawe it out of thy bosome, and consume them.
Gịnị mere ị na-eseghachi aka gị azụ, e aka nri gị? Sepụta aka gị laa ha nʼiyi!
12 Euen God is my King of olde, working saluation in the middes of the earth.
Ma gị, O Chineke, bụrịị eze m site na mgbe ochie. Ọ bụ gị na-arụpụta nzọpụta nʼelu ụwa.
13 Thou didest deuide the sea by thy power: thou brakest the heads of the dragons in the waters.
Site nʼike gị dị ukwuu i mere ka osimiri kewaa abụọ. Ọ bụ gị gwepịara isi anụ ọjọọ ahụ nʼime mmiri.
14 Thou brakest the head of Liuiathan in pieces, and gauest him to be meate for the people in wildernesse.
Ọ bụ gị gwepịara isi anụ ọjọọ ahụ a na-akpọ leviatan, mee ka ọ ghọọ nri nye ụmụ anụmanụ bi nʼọzara.
15 Thou brakest vp the fountaine and riuer: thou dryedst vp mightie riuers.
Ọ bụ gị mere ka isi iyi na mmiri iyi na-asọ. I mere ka osimiri na-eru eru mgbe niile taa.
16 The day is thine, and the night is thine: thou hast prepared the light and the sunne.
Ehihie na abalị bụ nke gị. I mere ka anyanwụ na ọnwa guzosie ike.
17 Thou hast set all the borders of the earth: thou hast made summer and winter.
Ọ bụ gị kewapụtara oke ala niile nke ụwa. Ọ bụ gị mere ka ọkọchị na udu mmiri dị.
18 Remember this, that the enemie hath reproched the Lord, and the foolish people hath blasphemed thy Name.
O Onyenwe anyị, cheta otu onye iro si chịa gị ọchị, na otu ndị nzuzu si kwaa aha gị emo.
19 Giue not the soule of thy turtle doue vnto the beast, and forget not the Congregation of thy poore for euer.
Ewerala ndụ nduru gị nyefee anụ ọhịa ọjọọ nʼaka. Echefukwala ndụ ndị gị a na-akpagbu ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
20 Consider thy couenant: for the darke places of the earth are full of the habitations of the cruell.
Chetakwa ọgbụgba ndụ gị, nʼihi na ihe ike na-ejupụta ebe niile gbara ọchịchịrị nʼala a.
21 Oh let not the oppressed returne ashamed, but let the poore and needie prayse thy Name.
Ekwela ka ndị a na-akpagbu gbaghachi azụ nʼihere; ka ndị ogbenye na ndị nọ na mkpa too aha gị.
22 Arise, O God: mainteine thine owne cause: remember thy dayly reproche by the foolish man.
O Chineke, bilie, kpechitara onwe gị ikpe. Chetakwa otu ndị nzuzu si kọọ gị ọnụ ogologo ụbọchị niile.
23 Forget not the voyce of thine enemies: for the tumult of them, that rise against thee, ascendeth continually.
Elepụla mkpọtụ nke ndị iro gị niile anya, olu mkpọtụ nke ndị iro gị na-aga nʼihu na-ala elu.
