Psalms 41
1 “To the chief musician, a psalm of David.” Happy is he that careth for the poor: on the day of evil will the Lord deliver him.
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ Ọma Devid. Ndị a gọziri agọzi ka ha bụ ndị nwere uche na-eleta ndị ogbenye; Onyenwe anyị na-azọpụta ha nʼoge nsogbu.
2 The Lord will preserve him, and keep him alive; he shall be made happy on the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the revengeful desire of his enemies.
Onyenwe anyị ga-echebe ha, debekwa ha ndụ; ọ ga-eme ka ihe na-agara ha nke ọma nʼala ahụ, ọ gaghị arara ha nye nʼọchịchọ ndị iro ha.
3 The Lord will sustain him upon the bed of painful disease: thou changest all his couch in his sickness.
Onyenwe anyị na-elekọta ha mgbe ahụ na-esighị ha ike, meekwa ka ahụ dị ha mma.
4 I said, Lord, be gracious unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.
Ekwuru m sị, “O Onyenwe anyị, meere m ebere; gwọọ m, nʼihi na emehiela m megide gị.”
5 My enemies speak evil of me, When will he die, and his name perish?
Ndị iro m na-esite nʼiro ha ekwu okwu megide m na-asị, “Olee mgbe ọ ga-anwụ ka aha ya laa nʼiyi?”
6 And if he come to see [me], he speaketh falsely: his heart gathereth wickedness to itself; he goeth abroad [and] speaketh it.
Mgbe otu nʼime ha bịara ịhụ m, ọ na-ekwu okwu ụgha, ma obi ya na-achịkọta ihe nkwulu; mgbe ahụ ọ na-apụ, ga kọsaa ya.
7 Altogether whisper against me all that hate me: against me do they devise my injury.
Ndị niile kpọrọ m asị na-agbarịta izu megide m; ha na-echekwa echiche ọjọọ banyere m, na-asịrịta onwe ha:
8 “His godless deed [say they] is poured out over him: as he lieth there he will never more rise up again.”
“Ọrịa ọjọọ adakwasịla ya; ọ gaghị esite na ihe ndina ya bilie ọtọ ọzọ.”
9 Yea, even the man that should have sought my welfare, in whom I trusted, who eateth my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.
Ọ bụladị ezigbo enyi m, onye m tụkwasịrị obi, onye mụ na ya na-eso erikọ nri m, ebiliela imegide m.
10 But thou, O Lord, be gracious unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite it unto them.
Ma gị, O Onyenwe anyị, meere m ebere, mee ka ahụ sie m ike ọzọ, ka m nwee ike kwụghachi ha ụgwọ.
11 By this do I know that thou art pleased with me, that my enemy doth not triumph over me.
Amaara m na ihe banyere m na-atọ gị ụtọ nʼobi, nʼihi na i kwebeghị ka ndị iro m nwee mmeri nʼebe m nọ.
12 But as for me, thou upholdest me in my integrity, and placest me before thy presence for ever.
Nʼihi ikwesi ntụkwasị obi m, ị na-akwagide m, mee ka m nọrọ nʼihu gị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
13 Blessed be the Lord the God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen. BEGIM
Otuto dịrị Onyenwe anyị, Chineke nke Izrel, site nʼebighị ebi ruo ebighị ebi.
