Psalms 109
1 [For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David.] God of my praise, do not remain silent,
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi Abụ. Abụ Ọma Devid. O Chineke, onye m na-eto, anọgidekwala na-agba nkịtị,
2 for they have opened the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of deceit against me. They have spoken to me with a lying tongue.
nʼihi na ndị ajọ omume na ndị aghụghọ emegheela ọnụ ha megide m; ha aghaala ụgha megide m.
3 They have also surrounded me with words of hatred, and fought against me without a cause.
Ha na-eji okwu ịkpọ asị gbaa m gburugburu; na-ebuso m agha nʼefu.
4 In return for my love, they are my adversaries; but I am in prayer.
Nʼọnọdụ ịhụnanya m hụrụ ha, ha na-ebo m ebubo ma abụ m nwoke onye ekpere.
5 They have rewarded me evil for good, and hatred for my love.
Ha ji ihe ọjọọ na-akwụ m ụgwọ ihe ọma m mere, ịkpọ asị nʼọnọdụ ịhụnanya.
6 Set a wicked man over him. Let an adversary stand at his right hand.
Họpụta otu onye ajọ omume ka o guzogide ya; ka onye na-ebo ebubo ụgha guzokwa nʼaka nri ya.
7 When he is judged, let him come forth guilty. Let his prayer be turned into sin.
Mgbe a ga-ekpe ya ikpe, ka ọ bụrụ onye ikpe mara, ka ekpere ya maa ya ikpe ọnwụ.
8 Let his days be few. Let another take his office.
Ka ụbọchị ndụ ya dị ole na ole, ka onye ọzọ nara ya ọkwa ya.
9 Let his children be fatherless, and his wife a widow.
Ka ụmụ ya ghọọ ndị na-enweghị nna, ka nwunye ya bụrụ nwanyị na-enweghị di.
10 Let his children be wandering beggars. Let them be sought from their ruins.
Ka ụmụ ya ghọọ ndị arịrịọ na-enweghị ebe obibi, ndị e si na mkpọmkpọ ebe ha bi chụpụ.
11 Let the creditor seize all that he has. Let strangers plunder the fruit of his labor.
Ka ndị o ji ụgwọ kwakọrọ ihe niile o nwere, ka ndị ọbịa baa bukọrọ ihe niile ọ rụpụtaara onwe ya.
12 Let there be none to extend kindness to him, neither let there be any to have pity on his fatherless children.
Ka onye ọbụla ghara igosi ya obiọma; ka onye ọbụla gharakwa imere ụmụ ya ndị ọ hapụrụ ebere.
13 Let his posterity be cut off. In the generation following let their name be blotted out.
Kama ka ụmụ ụmụ ya niile nwụsịa, ka a ehichapụkwa aha ha nʼọgbọ nke na-abịa nʼihu.
14 Let the iniquity of his fathers be remembered by the LORD. Do not let the sin of his mother be blotted out.
Ka Onyenwe anyị chetakwa mmehie niile nke nna nna ya ha, ka Onyenwe anyị hapụkwa ịgbaghara mmehie nne ya.
15 Let them be before the LORD continually, that he may cut off the memory of them from the earth;
Ka Onyenwe anyị na-echeta mmehie ha oge niile; ma ka o mee ka ha bụrụ ndị a ga-echefu echefu nʼọgbọ niile.
16 because he did not remember to show kindness, but persecuted the poor and needy man, the broken in heart, to kill them.
Nʼihi na ọ dịghị mgbe o chere echiche banyere imere onye ọzọ obi ebere, ọ kpagburu ndị ogbenye, ndị nọ na mkpa na ndị obi ha tiwara etiwa ruo nʼọnwụ.
17 Yes, he loved cursing, and it came to him. He did not delight in blessing, and it was far from him.
Ọ hụrụ ịbụ ndị ọzọ ọnụ nʼanya, ka ọbụbụ ọnụ bịakwasị ya; ọ dịghị atọ ya ụtọ ịgọzi onye ọbụla, ka ngọzị dị anya site nʼebe ọ nọ.
18 He clothed himself also with cursing as with his garment. It came into his inward parts like water, like oil into his bones.
O yikwasịrị ịbụ ọnụ dịka uwe ya; ọ bara nʼime ahụ ya dịka mmiri, bakwaa nʼime ọkpụkpụ ya dịka mmanụ.
19 Let it be to him as the clothing with which he covers himself, for the belt that is always around him.
Ka ọ dịịrị ya ka uwe mwụda nke e kere ya gburugburu dịka akwa, dịka belịt e kegidere ya gburugburu ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
20 This is the reward of my adversaries from the LORD, of those who speak evil against my soul.
Onyenwe anyị, mee ka nke a bụrụ ụdị ụgwọ ọrụ ndị iro m ga-anata, bụ ndị ahụ niile na-ekwu okwu ọjọọ megide m.
21 But deal with me, the LORD the Lord, for your name's sake, because your loving kindness is good, deliver me;
Ma gị onwe gị, Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị nyere m aka nʼihi aha gị, site nʼịdị mma nke ịhụnanya gị, napụta m.
22 for I am poor and needy. My heart is wounded within me.
Nʼihi na abụ m ogbenye na onye nọ na mkpa, obi m tiwakwara etiwa nʼime m.
23 I fade away like an evening shadow. I am shaken off like a locust.
Ana m efu dịka onyinyo nke a na-ahụ anya mgbe anwụ dara; adịkwa m ka igurube nke onye m bekwasịrị nʼahụ ya na-efechapụ.
24 My knees are weak through fasting. My body is thin and lacks fat.
Ike agwụla ikpere m, nʼihi ibu ọnụ; ataakwala m ahụ, bụrụ naanị ọkpụkpụ.
25 I have also become a reproach to them. When they see me, they shake their head.
Aghọọla m onye e ji eme ihe ọchị nye ndị na-ebo m ebubo, mgbe ha hụrụ m, ha na-efufe isi ha.
26 Help me, LORD, my God. Save me according to your loving kindness;
Nyere m aka, o Onyenwe anyị Chineke m; zọpụta m dịka ịhụnanya gị si dị.
27 that they may know that this is your hand; that you, LORD, have done it.
Ka ha mara na ọ bụ aka gị, na ọ bụ gị, o Onyenwe anyị, mere ya.
28 They may curse, but you bless. When they arise, they will be shamed, but your servant shall rejoice.
Ha nwere ike nọgide na-abụ ọnụ, ma ị ga-agọzi; mgbe ha ga-abịa ọgụ, a ga-eme ha ihe ihere, ma ohu gị ga-aṅụrị ọṅụ.
29 Let my adversaries be clothed with dishonor. Let them cover themselves with their own shame as with a robe.
A ga-eji ihere yikwasị ndị na-ebo m ebubo dịka uwe werekwa ihere kee ha gburugburu dịka uwe mwụda.
30 I will give great thanks to the LORD with my mouth. Yes, I will praise him among the multitude.
Aga m eji ọnụ m jaa Onyenwe anyị mma nke ukwuu; nʼetiti ọha mmadụ dị ukwuu, aga m eto ya.
31 For he will stand at the right hand of the needy, to save him from those who judge his soul.
Nʼihi na ọ na-eguzo nʼaka nri nke onye nọ na mkpa, ịzọpụta ya site nʼaka ndị na-ama ya ikpe ọnwụ.
