Psalms 144
1 [By David.] Blessed be the LORD, my Rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to battle:
Abụ Ọma nke Devid. Otuto dịrị Onyenwe anyị, onye bụ oke nkume m, onye na-ezi aka m abụọ ibu agha, na mkpịsịaka m ịlụ ọgụ.
2 my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge; who subdues peoples under me.
Ọ bụ Chineke m, onye jupụtara nʼịhụnanya, bụrụkwa ebe mgbaba m e wusiri ike, ebe m e wusiri ike na onye mgbapụta m, ọ bụ ọta m, onye m na-agbaba nʼime ya, onye ji aka ike mee ka ndị dị iche iche nọdụ nʼokpuru m.
3 LORD, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?
O Onyenwe anyị, gịnị ka mmadụ bụ i ji na-eche echiche banyere ya, gịnị ka nwa nke mmadụ bụ ihe banyere ya ji na-emetụ gị nʼobi?
4 Man is like a breath. His days are like a shadow that passes away.
Mmadụ dị ka otu nkuume; ụbọchị ndụ ya niile na-agafe ngwangwa dịka onyinyo.
5 Part your heavens, LORD, and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.
O Onyenwe anyị, kewaa eluigwe rịdata; metụ ugwu niile aka ka ha kwụọ anwụrụ ọkụ.
6 Throw out lightning, and scatter them. Send out your arrows, and rout them.
Zipụ amụma ka o chụsasịa ndị iro niile; gbaa ha àkụ gị niile ma chụsasịa ha.
7 Stretch out your hand from above, rescue me, and deliver me out of great waters, out of the hands of foreigners;
Site nʼelu setịpụ aka gị; gbapụta m, napụtakwa m site nʼoke osimiri, site nʼaka ndị si mba ọzọ,
8 whose mouths speak deceit, Whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
ndị ọnụ ha jupụtara nʼụgha, ndị aka nri ha jupụtakwara nʼaghụghọ.
9 I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.
O Chineke, aga m abụku gị abụ ọhụrụ. Une e ji akwara iri mee ka m ga-eji kpọọrọ gị egwu;
10 You are he who gives salvation to kings, who rescues David, his servant, from the deadly sword.
gị onye na-enye ndị eze mmeri, onye na-agbapụta ohu ya Devid. Site na mma agha dị njọ
11 Rescue me, and deliver me out of the hands of foreigners, whose mouths speak deceit, whose right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
gbapụta m; napụtakwa m site nʼaka ndị si mba ọzọ ndị ọnụ ha jupụtara nʼụgha, ndị aka nri ha jupụtakwara nʼaghụghọ.
12 Then our sons will be like well-nurtured plants, our daughters like pillars carved to adorn a palace.
Mgbe ahụ, ụmụ ndị ikom anyị, nʼoge okorobịa ha, ga-adị ka ihe a kụrụ nʼala e lekọtara anya nke ọma, ụmụ anyị ndị inyom ga-adị ka ogidi a pịrị apị e ji achọ ụlọeze mma.
13 Our storehouses are full, filled with all kinds of provision. Our sheep bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our fields.
Ọba anyị niile ga-ejupụta nʼihe oriri dị iche iche si nʼubi anyị. Atụrụ anyị ga-amụba nʼọtụtụ puku nʼọnụọgụgụ, ha ga-adị iri puku kwụrụ puku nʼubi anyị;
14 Our oxen will pull heavy loads. There is no breaking in, and no going away, and no outcry in our streets.
igwe ehi anyị ga-adọkpụ ibu dị arọ. A gaghị enwe ntipu na mgbidi anyị niile, a gaghị adọta anyị nʼagha gaa obodo ọzọ, akwa ihe mgbu agaghị adị nʼokporoụzọ anyị niile.
15 Blessed are the people who are in such a situation. Blessed are the people whose God is the LORD.
Ndị a gọziri agọzi ka ndị ahụ bụ, ndị ihe ndị a dịịrị; ndị a gọziri agọzi ka ndị ahụ bụ, ndị Chineke bụ Onyenwe anyị ha.
