Psalms 27
1 David’s. Yahweh, is my light and my salvation, Of whom shall I be afraid? Yahweh, is the refuge of my life, Of whom shall I be in dread?
Abụ Ọma Devid. Onyenwe anyị bụ ìhè m na nzọpụta m, onye ka m ga-atụ egwu ya? Onyenwe anyị bụ ebe siri ike nke ndụ m, ọ bụkwa onye ka m ga-atụ egwu?
2 When there drew near against me evil-doers to devour my flesh, mine adversaries, and mine enemies—mine!—they, stumbled and fell!
Mgbe ndị na-eme ihe ọjọọ busoro m agha ka ha ripịa anụ ahụ m, ọ bụ ndị iro m na ndị kpọrọ m asị, bụ ndị ga-asọ ngọngọ ma dakwaa.
3 Though there pitch against me—a camp, my heart shall not fear, —Though there come up against me—a battle, still, am I confident.
Ọ bụrụ na usuu ndị agha agbaa m gburugburu, obi m agaghị atụ ụjọ ọbụla; ọ bụladị na agha adaa imegide m, nʼoge ahụ, ka m ga-enwe ntụkwasị obi.
4 One thing, have I asked of Yahweh, That, will I seek to secure, —That I may dwell in the house of Yahweh, all the days of my life, To view the delightfulness of Yahweh, And to contemplate in his temple.
Naanị otu ihe ka m rịọrọ nʼaka Onyenwe anyị, nke ahụ bụkwa ihe m na-achọsi ike; ka m biri nʼụlọ Onyenwe anyị ụbọchị niile nke ndụ m, na ka m lekwasị ịma mma Onyenwe anyị, na ka m chọọ ya nʼime ụlọnsọ ukwuu ya.
5 For he will hide me in his pavilion, in the day of calamity, —He will conceal me, in the secrecy of his tent, Within a rock, will he set me on high.
Nʼihi na nʼụbọchị nsogbu, ọ ga-echebe m nʼime ebe obibi ya; ọ ga-ezo m nʼime ụlọ ikwu ya; ma bulie m elu, debe m nʼelu oke nkume.
6 Now, therefore, shall my head be raised high above my foes round about me, and I will sacrifice in his tent the sacrifices of triumphant joy, I will sing and touch the strings, to Yahweh.
Mgbe ahụ, a ga-eweli isi m elu karịa ndị iro m gbara m gburugburu; aga m eji iti mkpu ọṅụ, chụọ aja nʼụlọ ikwu ya; aga m abụ abụ, kụọ egwu nye Onyenwe anyị.
7 Hear, O Yahweh, With my voice, do I cry, Oh then show me favour and answer me.
Gee ntị mgbe m na-akpọku gị Onyenwe anyị. Meere m ebere, zaa m.
8 To thee, said my heart—[When thou saidst] Seek ye my face—Thy face, O Yahweh, will I seek!
Obi m na-ekwu banyere gị, “Chọọ ihu ya!” Ihu gị, Onyenwe anyị, ka m ga-achọ.
9 Do not hide thy face from me, Do not repulse, in thine anger, thine own servant, —My help, thou hast been, Do not send me away nor forsake me, O my saving God!
Ezonarịla m ihu gị, agbakụtala ohu gị azụ nʼiwe; nʼihi na ị bụrịị onye inyeaka m. O Chineke, Onye nzọpụta m, ahapụkwala m.
10 When, my own father and mother, had forsaken me, Then, Yahweh, took me up!
Ọ bụrụrị na nne na nna m ahapụ m, Onyenwe anyị ga-anabata m.
11 Point out to me, O Yahweh, thy way, —And guide me in a level path, because of mine adversaries.
Zi m ụzọ gị, O Onyenwe anyị; duo m nʼụzọ kwesiri nʼihi ndị na-akpagbu m.
12 Do not give me up unto the desire of mine adversaries, for there have risen up against me witnesses that are false, and he that fanneth up violence.
Ararala m nyefee nʼaka ndị kpọrọ m asị nʼihi ọchịchọ ha, ọtụtụ ndị ama ụgha ebiliela imegide m, ha na-ekupụ ihe ike dịka ume.
13 I believe that I shall see—The goodness of Yahweh in the land of the living,
Olileanya m bụ nke a: Aga m ahụ ịdị mma Onyenwe anyị nʼala ndị dị ndụ.
14 Wait thou for Yahweh, —Be strong, and let thy heart be bold, Wait, then, for Yahweh!
Chere Onyenwe anyị; dịrị ike, nwekwaa ume, ma chere Onyenwe anyị.
