Psalms 92

1 A Psalme or song for the Sabbath day. It is a good thing to praise the Lord, and to sing vnto thy Name, O most High,

Abụ Ọma. Abụ maka ụbọchị izuike. Ọ bụ ihe ziri ezi ito Onyenwe anyị, na iti egwu nye aha gị, gị Onye kachasị ihe niile elu,

2 To declare thy louing kindenesse in the morning, and thy trueth in the night,

ikwupụta ịhụnanya gị nʼụtụtụ, na ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị nʼabalị,

3 Vpon an instrument of tenne strings, and vpon the viole with the song vpon the harpe.

jiri ihe iti egwu ụbọ akwara na une bụọrọ gị abụ dị ụtọ.

4 For thou, Lord, hast made mee glad by thy workes, and I wil reioyce in the workes of thine handes.

Nʼihi na ị na-eme ka obi dị m ụtọ, site nʼọrụ gị niile, o Onyenwe anyị, Ọ bụ ya mere m ji na-abụ abụ ọṅụ.

5 O Lord, how glorious are thy workes! and thy thoughtes are very deepe.

Lee ka ọrụ gị si dị ukwuu, Onyenwe anyị. Leekwa ụdị echiche miri emi ị na-eche.

6 An vnwise man knoweth it not, and a foole doeth not vnderstand this,

Ndị uche kọrọ amaghị nke a, ndị nzuzu enweghị nghọta,

7 (When the wicked growe as the grasse, and all the workers of wickednesse doe flourish) that they shall be destroyed for euer.

ọ bụ ezie na ndị ajọ omume na-etopụta dịka ahịhịa ndị na-emekwa ajọ ihe na-eto na-awasa, a ga-ala ha nʼiyi ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.

8 But thou, O Lord, art most High for euermore.

Ma gị, O Onyenwe anyị, bụ onye e buliri elu ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.

9 For loe, thine enemies, O Lord: for loe, thine enemies shall perish: all the workers of iniquitie shall be destroyed.

Nʼezie, ndị iro gị niile, Onyenwe anyị, e ndị iro gị niile ga-ala nʼiyi; ndị niile na-eme ajọ ihe ka a ga-achụsasị.

10 But thou shalt exalt mine horne, like the vnicornes, and I shalbe anoynted with fresh oyle.

I meela ka mpi m dị elu dịka oke ehi na-akpa ike; awụsala m mmanụ dị mma.

11 Mine eye also shall see my desire against mine enemies: and mine eares shall heare my wish against the wicked, that rise vp against me.

Ejirila m anya m abụọ hụ ka e meriri ndị iro m; ejirila m ntị m nụ maka ịla nʼiyi nke ndị iro m afọ tara mmiri.

12 The righteous shall flourish like a palme tree, and shall grow like a Cedar in Lebanon.

Ma ndị ezi omume ga-awa igu dịka osisi nkwụ; ha ga-ebukwa ibu dịka osisi ukwu sida nke Lebanọn,

13 Such as bee planted in the house of the Lord, shall flourish in the courtes of our God.

nke a kụrụ nʼime ụlọ Onyenwe anyị, ha ga-eto, wasaakwa nʼime ogige Chineke anyị.

14 They shall still bring foorth fruite in their age: they shall be fat and flourishing,

Ha ga-amị mkpụrụ, ọ bụladị mgbe ha mere agadi. Ha ga-ejupụtakwa nʼahịhịa ndụ,

15 To declare that the Lord my rocke is righteous, and that none iniquitie is in him.

na-ekwupụta, “Onyenwe anyị bụ Onye ziri ezi; ọ bụ Oke Nkume m, ọ dịkwaghị ajọ omume dị nʼime ya.”