Psalms 104
1 Bless, O my soul, Yahweh, —Yahweh, my God, thou art exceedingly great, With honour and majesty, hast thou clothed thyself,
Mkpụrụobi m, too Onyenwe anyị. O Onyenwe anyị na Chineke m, ị dị ukwu nke ukwuu; ị na-eyikwasị ịma mma na ebube dịka uwe.
2 Putting on light, as a robe, Stretching out the heavens, as a curtain;
Ọ na-eji ìhè kpuchie onwe ya dịka akwa; ọ na-agbasa eluigwe dịka ụlọ ikwu
3 Building, in the waters, his upper chambers, —Who maketh clouds his chariot, Who passeth along on the wings of the wind;
na-atọ ntọala ụlọ elu ya nʼelu mmiri. Ọ na-eji igwe ojii emere onwe ya ụgbọ agha na-ejirikwa nku nke ifufe felie elu.
4 Making His messengers, winds, His attendants, a flaming fire;
O ji oke ifufe mere ihe na-ejere ya ozi, meekwa ka ọkụ na-enwu enwu bụrụ ndị na-ejere ya ozi.
5 He hath fixed the earth on its foundations, It is not to be shaken, to times age-abiding and beyond.
Ọ bụ ya tọrọ ntọala ụwa; agaghị ewezugakwa ya site nʼọnọdụ ya.
6 With the resounding deep—as a garment, hast thou covered it, Above the mountains, stand the waters;
I gbokwasịrị ogbu mmiri nʼelu ya dịka ọ bụ uwe ka i yikwasịrị ya, mmiri tokpukwara ugwu niile.
7 At thy rebuke, they flee, At the voice of thy thunder, they hurry away;
Ma mgbe ị bara mba, mmiri ahụ gbapụrụ, nʼụda oke olu nke egbe eluigwe gị, ha gbapụrụ ọsọ.
8 Mountains rise, Valleys sink, Unto the place which thou hast fixed for them;
Ha sitere nʼelu ugwu niile, sọrọ gaa na ndagwurugwu, ruokwa nʼebe ahụ ị kpara oke na ha ga-anọ.
9 Bounds, hast thou set, which they are not to pass over, They are not to return to cover the earth.
Ị kpara oke nye ha, nke ha na-agaghị agafe, gbochie ha ikpuchi elu ụwa ọzọ.
10 Who hast sent forth springs, through the torrent-beds, Between the mountains, they flow along;
Ọ na-eme ka mmiri, site nʼala na-asọpụta na ndagwurugwu, meekwa ka iyi niile site nʼetiti ugwu na-asọfe.
11 They give drink, to every wild beast of the field, The wild asses do break their thirst.
Ha na-enye anụ ọhịa niile mmiri ọṅụṅụ bụrụkwa ebe akpịrị ịkpọ nkụ nke ịnyịnya ibu ọhịa na-adajụ.
12 Over them, the bird of the heavens settleth down, From amidst the foliage, they utter a voice.
Nʼosisi dị nʼakụkụ ha ka ụmụ anụ ufe nke eluigwe ga-anọ wuo akwụ ha; nọrọkwa nʼalaka ha bụọ abụ.
13 Who watereth the mountains out of his upper chambers, Out of the fruit of thy works, thou satisfiest the earth.
Ọ na-esite nʼeluigwe na-ezidata mmiri ozuzo nʼelu ugwu niile; ụwa niile na-ejupụtakwa na mkpụrụ nke ọrụ aka ya.
14 Who causeth the grass to shoot forth for the cattle, And the herb, for the service of man, That he may bring forth food out of the earth;
Ọ na-eme ka ahịhịa puputara anụ ụlọ, na-emekwa ka ihe a kụrụ nʼala puoro mmadụ nʼubi ya, ime ka nri site nʼala pupụta;
15 And, wine, may rejoice the heart of man, Making radiant his well-nourished face, —And, food, may, the heart of man, sustain.
mmanya nke na-enye obi mmadụ aṅụrị, mmanụ nke na-eme ka ihu na-egbupụ amụma, na achịcha nke na-enye ya ume nʼobi.
16 Satisfied are, The trees of Yahweh, The cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted;
A na-agba osisi niile nke Onyenwe anyị mmiri nke ọma, osisi sida nke Lebanọn nke ọ kụrụ.
17 Where the birds build their nests, The stork, in the fir-trees, hath her house;
Ụmụ nnụnụ na-ewu akwụ ha; nʼosisi fịa ka ụgbala na-ewu akwụ ya.
18 The high mountains, are for the chamois, The crags, are a refuge for the conies.
Ugwu niile dị elu dịịrị ewu ọhịa; nʼọgba dị na nkume ka ewi nkume na-ezo onwe ha.
19 He hath made the moon for seasons, And, the sun, knoweth his place for entering in.
I mere ọnwa ka ọ bụrụ ihe a ga-eji na-agụ oge na mgbe dị iche iche; anyanwụ makwaara mgbe ọ ga-eji daa.
20 Thou causest darkness, and it becometh night, Therein, creepeth forth, Every wild beast of the forest;
Ị na-eme ka ọchịchịrị bịa, ọ bụrụ abalị; ụmụ anụ ọhịa niile nke oke ọhịa na-akpagharị.
21 The young lions, roaring for prey, And seeking, from GOD, their food.
Ụmụ ọdụm na-agbọ ụja ha na-elegharị anya anụ ha ga-adọgbu, ịchọrọ onwe ha ihe oriri ahụ Chineke na-enye ha.
22 The sun ariseth, they withdraw themselves, And, in their lairs, lay them down.
Nʼisi ụtụtụ mgbe anwụ wara, ha na-alaghachi zoo onwe ha nʼebe nzuzo ha.
23 Man goeth forth to his work, And to his labour, until evening.
Ụmụ mmadụ na-amalitekwa ọrụ ha nʼisi ụtụtụ, kwụsịkwa nʼanyasị mgbe ọchịchịrị bidoro ịgba.
24 How thy works abound, O Yahweh! All of them—in wisdom, hast thou made, The earth is full of thy possession: —
Onyenwe anyị, ọrụ aka gị dị ọtụtụ. Ọ bụ site nʼamamihe ka i ji kee ha. Elu ụwa niile jupụtara nʼihe niile i kere eke.
25 This sea here, is great and broad on both hands, —Wherein are creeping things, even without number, Living things, small with great;
Leenụ osimiri nke buru ibu saakwa mbara; jupụtara nʼihe e kere eke na-akpụ akpụ nke a na-apụghị ịgụta ọnụ bi, anụ dị ndụ ma ndị ukwu ma ndị nta.
26 There, ships, sail along, This sea-monster, thou hast formed to sport therein;
Nʼebe ahụ ka ụgbọ mmiri niile na-ejegharị, nʼime ya kwa ka leviatan, nke gị onwe gị kere, na-anọ egwuri egwu.
27 All of them, for thee, do wait, That thou mayest give them their food in its season;
Ha niile na-adabere na gị, ka i nye ha nri nʼotu nʼotu, mgbe oge iri nri ha ruru.
28 Thou givest unto them, they gather, Thou openest thy hand, they are satisfied with good.
Ị na-enye ha nri; ha na-erikwa ya. Mgbe i meghere ọbụ aka gị nye ha nri, afọ na-eju ha nke ọma.
29 Thou hidest thy face, they are dismayed, Thou withdrawest their spirit, They cease to breathe, And, unto their own dust, do they return:
Mgbe i zonarịrị ha ihu gị, egwu na-eju ha obi. Mgbe ị napụkwara ha ume ndụ i nyere ha, ha na-ekubi ume, nwụọ, laghachikwa nʼaja ebe ha siri pụta.
30 Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created, And thou renewest the face of the ground.
Mgbe i zipụrụ mmụọ gị, a na-eke ha; ị na-agbanwekwa ihu elu ụwa.
31 Be thy glory, O Yahweh, to times age-abiding, Let Yahweh rejoice in his own works:
Ka ebube Onyenwe anyị dịgide site nʼebighị ebi ruo nʼebighị ebi; ka ọrụ aka Onyenwe anyị niile wetara ya ọṅụ,
32 Who looketh at the earth, and it trembleth, He toucheth the mountains, and they smoke.
onye na-ele ụwa anya, ụwa amaa jijiji, onye na-emetụ ugwu niile aka, ha na-akwụ anwụrụ ọkụ.
33 I will sing to Yahweh, as long as I live! Yea I will touch the strings to my God, while I continue;
Aga m abụku Onyenwe anyị abụ ogologo ụbọchị niile nke ndụ m; aga m abụku Chineke m abụ otuto oge niile m na-adị ndụ.
34 Pleasing unto him, be my (meditation) I, will rejoice in Yahweh.
Ka ntụgharị uche m niile bụrụ ihe na-atọ ya ụtọ, dịka m na-aṅụrị ọṅụ nʼime Onyenwe anyị.
35 Sinners shall be consumed out of the earth And, the lawless, no more, shall exist, —Bless, O my soul, Yahweh, Praise ye Yah!
Ka e kpochapụ ndị mmehie niile site nʼụwa. Ka ndị niile na-emebi iwu gharakwa ịdị ọzọ. Too Onyenwe anyị gị mkpụrụobi m! Toonu Onyenwe anyị!
