Psalms 48
1 A Melodious Song. For the Sons of Korah. Great is Yahweh, and worthy to be mightily praised, In the city of our God, His holy mountain.
Otu Abụ. Abụ Ọma nke ụmụ Kora. Onyenwe anyị dị ukwuu, bụrụkwa onye kwesiri ịnata otuto, nʼime obodo Chineke anyị, nʼugwu nsọ ya.
2 Beautiful in elevation, the joy of all the land, Is Mount Zion, in the recesses of the north, —The city of a great king.
Ọ mara mma nʼịdị elu ya, bụkwa ọṅụ elu ụwa niile. Ugwu Zayọn, obodo eze ahụ dị ukwuu, dịka ebe kachasị elu nke Zafọn.
3 God, in her palaces, is to be known as a high tower.
Chineke nọ nʼime ebe ya e wusiri ike; o gosila onwe ya dịka ebe mgbaba ha e wusiri ike.
4 For lo! Kings—Met as appointed, Passed by together;
Mgbe ndị eze jikọtara ndị agha ha ọnụ, mgbe ha bịakọtara nso,
5 They themselves, saw, So, were they amazed, Dismayed—they hurried way!
ihe ha hụrụ juru ha anya; nʼihi oke egwu, ha gbara ọsọ.
6 Trembling, seized them, there, Pangs. like hers who is in travail.
Ahụ ọma jijiji bidoro ha nʼebe ahụ, ihe mgbu ha dịka nke nwanyị na-achọ ịmụ nwa.
7 With an east wind, wilt thou shatter the ships of Tarshish.
Ị lara ha nʼiyi dịka oke ifufe si nʼọwụwa anyanwụ si ala ụgbọ mmiri ukwuu nke Tashish nʼiyi.
8 Just as we have heard, So, have we seen, In the city of Yahweh of hosts, In the city of our God, God himself, will establish her, unto times age-abiding. (Selah)
Dịka anyị nụrụ, otu a ka anyị hụrụ, nʼime obodo Onyenwe anyị, Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile, nʼime obodo Chineke anyị: Chineke na-eme ka o guzosie ike ruo mgbe ebighị ebi. (Sela)
9 We have thought, O God, upon thy lovingkindness, In the midst of thy temple:
O Chineke, nʼime ụlọnsọ ukwuu gị, ka anyị nọ na-atụgharị uche nʼịhụnanya gị nke na-enweghị ọgwụgwụ.
10 According to thy Name, O God, So, be thy praise, unto the ends of the earth, With righteousness, is, thy right hand, filled.
O Chineke, dịka aha gị, otuto gị na-eru na nsọtụ ụwa niile; aka nri gị jupụtara nʼezi omume.
11 Let Mount Zion rejoice, Let the daughters of Judah exult, Because of thy judgments.
Ugwu Zayọn na-aṅụrị ọṅụ, obodo nta niile nke Juda nwere obi ụtọ nʼihi ikpe gị niile.
12 Go round Zion, and compass her about, Reckon up her towers;
Gaanụ Zayọn gburugburu, Jegharịa ya gburugburu, gụọkwanụ ụlọ elu ya niile ọnụ.
13 Apply your mind to her rampart, Pass between her palaces, That ye may recount them to an after generation;
Lezienụ mgbidi ya niile anya, nyochakwaanụ ebe ya niile e wusiri ike, ka unu nwee ike ịkọrọ ọgbọ na-abịa nʼihu akụkọ ndị a.
14 For, this God, is our God, to times age-abiding and beyond, He himself, will conduct us till death.
Nʼihi na Chineke a, bụ Chineke anyị ruo mgbe niile ebighị ebi, ọ ga-abụ onyendu anyị, ọ bụladị ruo nʼọgwụgwụ.
