Psalms 141
1 A PSALM OF DAVID. O YHWH, I have called You, hurry to me, Give ear [to] my voice when I call to You.
Abụ Ọma Devid. O Onyenwe anyị, ana m akpọku gị; bịakwute m ọsịịsọ. Nụrụ olu m mgbe m na-akpọku gị.
2 My prayer is prepared—incense before You, The lifting up of my hands—the evening present.
Ka ekpere m bịa nʼihu gị dịka ihe na-esi isi ụtọ; ka nchili elu nke m chịlịri aka m abụọ dịrị ka aja a na-achụ nʼanyasị.
3 Set, O YHWH, a watch for my mouth, Watch over the door of my lips.
Nyere m aka ka m mechie ọnụ m, o Onyenwe anyị; na-echekwa egbugbere ọnụ m nche.
4 Do not incline my heart to an evil thing, To habitually do actions in wickedness, Working iniquity with men, Indeed, I do not eat of their pleasant things.
Ekwela ka obi m nwee mmasị nʼihe ọjọọ, isonye ndị na-eme ihe ọjọọ rụọ ọrụ ajọ omume niile dị iche iche; ekwela ka m soro ha rikọọ ihe ụtọ ha niile.
5 The righteous beat me [in] kindness. And reprove me, My head does not disallow oil of the head, For my prayer [is] still about their distress.
Ka onye ezi omume tie m ihe, nke a na-egosi obi ebere; ka ọ baara m mba, nke a bụ mmanụ nʼelu isi m. Isi m agaghị ajụ ya. Otu ọ dị, ekpere m na-emegide ọrụ niile nke ndị na-eme ihe ọjọọ.
6 Their judges have been released by the sides of a rock, And they have heard my sayings, For they have been pleasant.
A ga-esite nʼelu nkume dị elu tụda ndị na-achị ha, mgbe ahụ, ndị ajọ omume ga-amata na okwu m niile bụ eziokwu.
7 As one tilling and ripping up in the land, Have our bones been scattered at the command of Saul. (Sheol h7585)
Ha ga-ekwu sị, “Dịka mmadụ na-egburi, na-akọgharị ala, otu a ka a ghasasịrị ọkpụkpụ anyị nʼọnụ ili.” (Sheol h7585)
8 But to You, O YHWH, my Lord, [are] my eyes, In You I have trusted, Do not make my soul bare.
Ma olileanya m dị na gị, Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị nʼime gị ka m gbabara izere ndụ, ararala m nyefee nʼaka ọnwụ.
9 Keep me from the trap they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.
Napụta m ka m ghara ịdaba nʼime ọnya igbudu niile nke ndị na-eme ajọ ihe siiri, sitekwa nʼọnya niile ha siiri m.
10 The wicked fall in their dragnets together, until I pass over!
Ka ndị ajọ omume daba nʼime ụgbụ ha, ma mụ onwe m ga-agabiga na-emerụghị ahụ ọbụla.
