Psalms 138

1 [By David.] I will give you thanks, YHWH, with my whole heart. Before the gods I will sing praises to you.

Abụ Ọma Devid. O Onyenwe anyị, aga m eji obi m niile too gị; nʼihu chi niile dị iche iche ka m ga-abụku gị abụ otuto.

2 I will bow down toward your holy temple, and give thanks to your Name for your loving kindness and for your truth; for you have exalted your Name and your word above all.

Aga m akpọ isiala nʼebe ụlọnsọ ukwu gị dị aga m etokwa aha gị nʼihi ịhụnanya gị na ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị, nʼihi na i meela ka aha gị na okwu gị dị elu karịa ihe niile.

3 In the day that I called, you answered me. You encouraged me with strength in my soul.

Mgbe m kpọkuru gị, ị zara m; i mere m ka m nwee nkwuwa okwu ma guzosiekwa ike.

4 All the kings of the earth will give you thanks, YHWH, for they have heard the words of your mouth.

O Onyenwe anyị, ka ndị eze niile nọ nʼụwa too gị, mgbe ha nụrụ ihe niile i nyere nʼiwu.

5 Yes, they will sing of the ways of YHWH; for great is YHWH's glory.

Ka ha bụọ abụ banyere ụzọ niile nke Onyenwe anyị, nʼihi na ebube Onyenwe anyị dị ukwuu.

6 For though YHWH is high, yet he looks after the lowly; but the proud, he knows from afar.

Nʼagbanyeghị na Onyenwe anyị dị ukwuu, ọ na-elekwasị ndị dị umeala nʼobi anya, ma ọ naghị ekwe ka ndị nganga bịa ya nso.

7 Though I walk in the midst of trouble, you will revive me. You will stretch forth your hand against the wrath of my enemies. Your right hand will save me.

A sịkwarị na m na-eje ije nʼetiti nsogbu, ị na-echebe ndụ m; ị na-esetipụ aka gị megide iwe ndị kpọrọ m asị, ị na-eji aka nri gị zọpụta m.

8 YHWH will fulfill that which concerns me; your loving kindness, YHWH, endures forever. Do not forsake the works of your own hands.

Onyenwe anyị ga-emezuru m ihe niile o kwadoro m; ịhụnanya gị, o Onyenwe anyị, na-adịgide ruo mgbe ebighị ebi, ahapụkwala ọrụ aka gị niile.