Psalms 74
1 Maschil of Asaph. Why, O God, hast Thou cast us off for ever? Why doth Thine anger smoke against the flock 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 Remember Thy congregation, which Thou hast gotten of old, which Thou hast redeemed to be the tribe of Thine inheritance; and 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 up Thy steps because of the perpetual ruins, even all the evil that the enemy hath done in the sanctuary.
Tụgharịa nzọ ụkwụ gị bịa na mbibi ebighị ebi ndị a. Ọ bụ onye iro wetara ịla nʼiyi a niile nʼụlọnsọ a.
4 Thine adversaries have roared in the midst of Thy meeting-place; they have set up their own signs for signs.
Ndị iro gị gbọrọ ụja nʼebe i zutere anyị. Ha weliri ọkọlọtọ ha dịka ihe ịrịbama.
5 It seemed as when men wield upwards axes in a thicket of trees.
Ha kpara agwa dịka ndị ikom ji anyụike ha ga-eji gbutuo ọtụtụ osisi dị nʼoke ọhịa.
6 And now all the carved work thereof together they strike down with hatchet and hammers.
Ha ji anyụike na egbugbu ha kụjisie ihe niile eji amachi ihe bụ nke egbunyere ihe.
7 They have set Thy sanctuary on fire; they have profaned the dwelling-place of Thy name even to the ground.
Ha kpọkwara ụlọnsọ gị ọkụ, mee ya ka o repịa. Ha merụrụ ụlọ obibi ahụ a kpọkwasịrị aha gị.
8 They said in their heart: 'Let us make havoc of them altogether'; they have burned up all the meeting-places 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 signs; there is no more any prophet; neither is there among us any that knoweth how 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 How long, O God, shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy blaspheme Thy name for ever?
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 Thy hand, even Thy right hand? Draw it out of Thy bosom and consume them.
Gịnị mere ị na-eseghachi aka gị azụ, e aka nri gị? Sepụta aka gị laa ha nʼiyi!
12 Yet God is my King of old, working salvation in the midst of the earth.
Ma gị, O Chineke, bụrịị eze m site na mgbe ochie. Ọ bụ gị na-arụpụta nzọpụta nʼelu ụwa.
13 Thou didst break the sea in pieces by Thy strength; Thou didst shatter the heads of the sea-monsters 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 didst crush the heads of leviathan, Thou gavest him to be food to the folk inhabiting the wilderness.
Ọ bụ gị gwepịara isi anụ ọjọọ ahụ a na-akpọ leviatan, mee ka ọ ghọọ nri nye ụmụ anụmanụ bi nʼọzara.
15 Thou didst cleave fountain and brook; Thou driedst up ever-flowing rivers.
Ọ bụ gị mere ka isi iyi na mmiri iyi na-asọ. I mere ka osimiri na-eru eru mgbe niile taa.
16 Thine is the day, Thine also the night; Thou hast established luminary and sun.
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, how the enemy hath reproached the LORD, and how a base people have blasphemed Thy name.
O Onyenwe anyị, cheta otu onye iro si chịa gị ọchị, na otu ndị nzuzu si kwaa aha gị emo.
19 O deliver not the soul of Thy turtle-dove unto the wild beast; forget not the life of Thy poor for ever.
Ewerala ndụ nduru gị nyefee anụ ọhịa ọjọọ nʼaka. Echefukwala ndụ ndị gị a na-akpagbu ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
20 Look upon the covenant; for the dark places of the land are full of the habitations of violence.
Chetakwa ọgbụgba ndụ gị, nʼihi na ihe ike na-ejupụta ebe niile gbara ọchịchịrị nʼala a.
21 O let not the oppressed turn back in confusion; let the poor and needy praise 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, plead Thine own cause; remember Thy reproach all the day at the hand of the base man.
O Chineke, bilie, kpechitara onwe gị ikpe. Chetakwa otu ndị nzuzu si kọọ gị ọnụ ogologo ụbọchị niile.
23 Forget not the voice of Thine adversaries, the tumult of those that rise up against Thee which ascendeth continually.
Elepụla mkpọtụ nke ndị iro gị niile anya, olu mkpọtụ nke ndị iro gị na-aga nʼihu na-ala elu.
