Psalms 104
1 Bless, O my soul, YHWH! YHWH, my God, You have been very great, You have put on splendor and majesty.
Mkpụrụobi m, too Onyenwe anyị. O Onyenwe anyị na Chineke m, ị dị ukwu nke ukwuu; ị na-eyikwasị ịma mma na ebube dịka uwe.
2 Covering Himself [with] light as a garment, Stretching out the heavens as a curtain,
Ọ na-eji ìhè kpuchie onwe ya dịka akwa; ọ na-agbasa eluigwe dịka ụlọ ikwu
3 Who is laying the beam of His upper chambers in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on wings of wind,
na-atọ ntọala ụlọ elu ya nʼelu mmiri. Ọ na-eji igwe ojii emere onwe ya ụgbọ agha na-ejirikwa nku nke ifufe felie elu.
4 Making His messengers—the winds, His ministers—the flaming fire.
O ji oke ifufe mere ihe na-ejere ya ozi, meekwa ka ọkụ na-enwu enwu bụrụ ndị na-ejere ya ozi.
5 He has founded earth on its bases, It is not moved for all time and forever.
Ọ bụ ya tọrọ ntọala ụwa; agaghị ewezugakwa ya site nʼọnọdụ ya.
6 The abyss! You have covered it as with clothing, Waters stand above hills.
I gbokwasịrị ogbu mmiri nʼelu ya dịka ọ bụ uwe ka i yikwasịrị ya, mmiri tokpukwara ugwu niile.
7 They flee from Your rebuke, They hurry away from the voice of Your thunder.
Ma mgbe ị bara mba, mmiri ahụ gbapụrụ, nʼụda oke olu nke egbe eluigwe gị, ha gbapụrụ ọsọ.
8 They go up hills—they go down valleys, To a place You have founded for them.
Ha sitere nʼelu ugwu niile, sọrọ gaa na ndagwurugwu, ruokwa nʼebe ahụ ị kpara oke na ha ga-anọ.
9 You have set a border, they do not pass over, They do not turn back to cover the earth.
Ị kpara oke nye ha, nke ha na-agaghị agafe, gbochie ha ikpuchi elu ụwa ọzọ.
10 He is sending forth fountains in valleys, They go on between hills.
Ọ na-eme ka mmiri, site nʼala na-asọpụta na ndagwurugwu, meekwa ka iyi niile site nʼetiti ugwu na-asọfe.
11 They water every beast of the field, Wild donkeys break their thirst.
Ha na-enye anụ ọhịa niile mmiri ọṅụṅụ bụrụkwa ebe akpịrị ịkpọ nkụ nke ịnyịnya ibu ọhịa na-adajụ.
12 The bird of the heavens dwells by them, From between the branches They give forth the voice.
Nʼosisi dị nʼakụkụ ha ka ụmụ anụ ufe nke eluigwe ga-anọ wuo akwụ ha; nọrọkwa nʼalaka ha bụọ abụ.
13 Watering hills from His upper chambers, The earth is satisfied from the fruit of Your works.
Ọ na-esite nʼeluigwe na-ezidata mmiri ozuzo nʼelu ugwu niile; ụwa niile na-ejupụtakwa na mkpụrụ nke ọrụ aka ya.
14 Causing grass to spring up for livestock, And herb for the service of man, To bring forth bread from the earth,
Ọ na-eme ka ahịhịa puputara anụ ụlọ, na-emekwa ka ihe a kụrụ nʼala puoro mmadụ nʼubi ya, ime ka nri site nʼala pupụta;
15 And wine—it makes the heart of man glad, To cause the face to shine from oil, And bread—it supports the heart of man.
mmanya nke na-enye obi mmadụ aṅụrị, mmanụ nke na-eme ka ihu na-egbupụ amụma, na achịcha nke na-enye ya ume nʼobi.
16 The trees of YHWH [are] satisfied, Cedars of Lebanon that He has planted,
A na-agba osisi niile nke Onyenwe anyị mmiri nke ọma, osisi sida nke Lebanọn nke ọ kụrụ.
17 Where birds make nests, The stork—the firs [are] her house.
Ụmụ nnụnụ na-ewu akwụ ha; nʼosisi fịa ka ụgbala na-ewu akwụ ya.
18 The high hills [are] for wild goats, rocks [are] a refuge for hyraxes,
Ugwu niile dị elu dịịrị ewu ọhịa; nʼọgba dị na nkume ka ewi nkume na-ezo onwe ha.
19 He made the moon for seasons, The sun has known his place of entrance.
I mere ọnwa ka ọ bụrụ ihe a ga-eji na-agụ oge na mgbe dị iche iche; anyanwụ makwaara mgbe ọ ga-eji daa.
20 You set darkness, and it is night, Every beast of the forest creeps in it.
Ị na-eme ka ọchịchịrị bịa, ọ bụrụ abalị; ụmụ anụ ọhịa niile nke oke ọhịa na-akpagharị.
21 The young lions are roaring for prey, And to seek their food from God.
Ụmụ ọdụm na-agbọ ụja ha na-elegharị anya anụ ha ga-adọgbu, ịchọrọ onwe ha ihe oriri ahụ Chineke na-enye ha.
22 The sun rises, they are gathered, And they crouch in their dens.
Nʼisi ụtụtụ mgbe anwụ wara, ha na-alaghachi zoo onwe ha nʼebe nzuzo ha.
23 Man goes forth to his work, And to his service—until evening.
Ụmụ mmadụ na-amalitekwa ọrụ ha nʼisi ụtụtụ, kwụsịkwa nʼanyasị mgbe ọchịchịrị bidoro ịgba.
24 How many have been Your works, O YHWH, You have made all of them in wisdom, The earth is full of your possessions.
Onyenwe anyị, ọrụ aka gị dị ọtụtụ. Ọ bụ site nʼamamihe ka i ji kee ha. Elu ụwa niile jupụtara nʼihe niile i kere eke.
25 This, the sea, great and broad of sides, There [are] moving things—innumerable, Living creatures—small with great.
Leenụ osimiri nke buru ibu saakwa mbara; jupụtara nʼihe e kere eke na-akpụ akpụ nke a na-apụghị ịgụta ọnụ bi, anụ dị ndụ ma ndị ukwu ma ndị nta.
26 There ships go—[and] leviathan, That You have formed to play in it.
Nʼebe ahụ ka ụgbọ mmiri niile na-ejegharị, nʼime ya kwa ka leviatan, nke gị onwe gị kere, na-anọ egwuri egwu.
27 All of them look to You, To give their food in its season.
Ha niile na-adabere na gị, ka i nye ha nri nʼotu nʼotu, mgbe oge iri nri ha ruru.
28 You give to them—they gather, You open Your hand—they [are] satisfied [with] good.
Ị na-enye ha nri; ha na-erikwa ya. Mgbe i meghere ọbụ aka gị nye ha nri, afọ na-eju ha nke ọma.
29 You hide Your face—they are troubled, You gather their spirit—they expire, And they return to their dust.
Mgbe i zonarịrị ha ihu gị, egwu na-eju ha obi. Mgbe ị napụkwara ha ume ndụ i nyere ha, ha na-ekubi ume, nwụọ, laghachikwa nʼaja ebe ha siri pụta.
30 You send out Your Spirit, they are created, And You renew the face of the ground.
Mgbe i zipụrụ mmụọ gị, a na-eke ha; ị na-agbanwekwa ihu elu ụwa.
31 The glory of YHWH is for all time, YHWH rejoices in His works,
Ka ebube Onyenwe anyị dịgide site nʼebighị ebi ruo nʼebighị ebi; ka ọrụ aka Onyenwe anyị niile wetara ya ọṅụ,
32 Who is looking to earth, and it trembles, He comes against hills, and they smoke.
onye na-ele ụwa anya, ụwa amaa jijiji, onye na-emetụ ugwu niile aka, ha na-akwụ anwụrụ ọkụ.
33 I sing to YHWH during my life, I sing praise to my God while I exist.
Aga m abụku Onyenwe anyị abụ ogologo ụbọchị niile nke ndụ m; aga m abụku Chineke m abụ otuto oge niile m na-adị ndụ.
34 My meditation on Him is sweet, I rejoice in YHWH.
Ka ntụgharị uche m niile bụrụ ihe na-atọ ya ụtọ, dịka m na-aṅụrị ọṅụ nʼime Onyenwe anyị.
35 Sinners are consumed from the earth, And the wicked are no more. Bless, O my soul, YHWH. Praise YAH!
Ka e kpochapụ ndị mmehie niile site nʼụwa. Ka ndị niile na-emebi iwu gharakwa ịdị ọzọ. Too Onyenwe anyị gị mkpụrụobi m! Toonu Onyenwe anyị!
