Psalms 55
1 TO THE OVERSEER. WITH STRINGED INSTRUMENTS. AN INSTRUCTION OF DAVID. Give ear, O God, [to] my prayer, And do not hide from my supplication.
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ eji ụbọ akwara akpọ. Abụ maskil Devid. O Chineke, nụrụ ekpere m, agbakwala arịrịọ m nkịtị;
2 Attend to me, and answer me, I mourn in my (meditation) and make a noise,
ṅaa m ntị, zaakwa m. Echiche m na-esogbu m; ana m asụkwa oke ude
3 Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me.
nʼihi ihe onye iro m na-ekwu, nʼihi ịba mba nke ndị ajọ mmadụ, nʼihi na ha na-ewetara m ntaramahụhụ, na-akpagbu m nʼiwe ha.
4 My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.
Obi m nọ nʼọnọdụ oke ihe mgbu nʼime m; oke ụjọ nke ọnwụ abịakwasịla m.
5 Fear and trembling come to me, And horror covers me.
Ịtụ egwu na ahụ ịma jijiji abịakwasịkwala m; oke egwu ekpuchiela m.
6 And I say, “Who gives to me a pinion as a dove?” I fly away and rest,
Agwara m onwe m okwu sị, “A sịkwarị na m nwere nku dịka nduru! Agaara m efelaga ebe ọzọ gaa zuru ike.
7 Behold, I move far off, I lodge in a wilderness. (Selah)
Agaara m efelaga ebe dị anya, ga nọrọ nʼọzara; (Sela)
8 I hurry escape for myself, From a rushing wind, from a whirlwind.
Agaara m eme ngwangwa gaa nʼebe mgbaba m, ebe dị anya site nʼebe ifufe siri ike na oke ifufe dị.”
9 Swallow up, O Lord, divide their tongue, For I saw violence and strife in a city.
O Onyenwe anyị, gbagwojuo ndị ajọ omume anya, mee ka ha ghara ịghọta ihe ibe ha na-ekwu, nʼihi na ana m ahụ ihe ike na ịlụ ọgụ nʼime obodo.
10 By day and by night they go around it, on its walls. Both iniquity and perverseness [are] in its midst,
Ehihie na abalị, ha na-ejegharị nʼelu mgbidi ya; iro na mmegbu dị nʼime ya.
11 Mischiefs [are] in its midst. Fraud and deceit do not depart from its street.
A na-ahụta akaọrụ ihe ịla nʼiyi nʼime obodo; ihe ike na ụgha ewerela ọnọdụ ha nʼime obodo.
12 For an enemy does not reproach me, or I bear [it], He who is hating me Has not magnified himself against me, Or I hide from him.
A sị na ọ bụ onye iro ji m eme ihe ọchị, apụrụ m ịnagide ya; a sịkwa na ọ bụ onye iro na-eweli onwe ya megide m, apụrụ m izonarị onwe m site nʼebe ọ nọ.
13 But you, a man—as my equal, My familiar friend, and my acquaintance.
Maọbụ gị, nwoke dịka m, onye mụ na ya dị na mma, enyi m ọma,
14 When together we sweeten counsel, We walk into the house of God in company.
onye mụ na ya na-enwe mmekọrịta dị ụtọ na mbụ, nʼụlọ Chineke, ka anyị na-ejegharị nʼetiti ọha mmadụ bịara ife ofufe.
15 Desolations [are] on them, They go down [to] Sheol—alive, For wickedness [is] in their dwelling, in their midst. (Sheol h7585)
Ka ọnwụ bịakwasị ndị iro m na mberede; ka ha rịdaa ala mmụọ na ndụ, nʼihi na ihe ọjọọ na-achọta ebe ọnọdụ nʼetiti ha. (Sheol h7585)
16 I call to God, and YHWH saves me.
Ma akpọkuru m Chineke, Onyenwe anyị na-azọpụtakwa m.
17 Evening, and morning, and noon, I meditate, and make a noise, and He hears my voice,
Nʼụtụtụ, ma nʼehihie, ma nʼabalị, ka m sitere nʼoke ihe mgbu, na-akpọku ya ma ọ na-anụkwa olu m.
18 He has ransomed my soul in peace From him who is near to me, For with the multitude they were with me.
Ọ na-agbapụta m, mee ka m ghara imerụ ahụ, site nʼagha niile e busoro m, nʼagbanyeghị nʼọtụtụ biliri megide m.
19 God hears and afflicts them, And He sits of old. (Selah) Because they have no changes, and do not fear God,
Chineke, onye nọkwasịrị nʼocheeze ya ruo mgbe ebighị ebi, onye na-adịghị agbanwe, ga-anụ olu ha, taakwa ha ahụhụ, nʼihi na ha adịghị atụ egwu Chineke. (Sela)
20 He has sent forth his hands against his well-wishers, He has defiled his covenant.
Onye mụ na ya dị na mma na-emegide ndị enyi ya, ọ na-emerụ ọgbụgba ndụ ya ka ọ ghara ịdị nsọ.
21 His mouth has been sweeter than honey, And his heart [is] war! His words have been softer than oil, And they [are] drawn [swords].
Okwu ọnụ ya dị mụrụmụrụ ka bọta, ma ibu agha juru ya obi; okwu ya niile dị nro karịa mmanụ, ma ha bụ mma agha e welitere maka ibu agha.
22 Cast on YHWH that which He has given you, And He sustains you, He does not permit the moving of the righteous forever.
Tụkwasị Onyenwe anyị mkpa gị niile, ọ ga-agba gị ume; ọ gaghị ekwe ka ewezuga onye ezi omume.
23 And You, O God, bring them down To a pit of destruction, Men of blood and deceit do not reach to half their days, And I trust in You!
Ma gị, O Chineke, ga-adọtu ndị ajọ omume nʼime olulu nke jupụtara nʼire ure; ndị ogbu mmadụ na ndị aghụghọ agaghị ebi ọ bụladị ọkara ndụ ha. Ma mụ onwe m, ọ bụ na gị ka m na-atụkwasị obi m.
