Psalms 50
1 A Melody of Asaph. El, Elohim, Yahweh, hath spoken, and culled the earth, From the rising of the sun, unto the going in thereof:
Abụ Ọma Asaf. Onyenwe anyị, Chineke, Onye kachasị chi niile, ekwuola okwu ma kpọkọta ụwa niile, site na ọwụwa anyanwụ ruo na ọdịda ya.
2 Out of Zion the perfection of beauty, God, hath shone forth.
Chineke na-enwupụta dịka ìhè, site na Zayọn, nke zuruoke nʼime ịma mma.
3 Let our God come, and let him not keep silence! A fire—before him, shall devour, And, around him, hath it become exceeding tempestuous:
Chineke anyị na-abịa, ọ gaghị emechikwa ọnụ; ọkụ na-erepịa erepịa dị nʼihu ya, oke ifufe na-efesi ike gbakwara ya gburugburu.
4 He calleth, Unto the heavens above, And unto the earth, That he may judge his people.
Ọ na-akpọku eluigwe na ụwa ka o kpee ndị ya ikpe: Ọ na-asị,
5 Gather yourselves unto me—ye my men of lovingkindness, Who have solemnised my covenant over sacrifice.
“Chikọtaranụ m ndị m e doro nsọ, bụ ndị mụ na ha ji ịchụ aja gbaa ndụ.”
6 Now have the heavens declared his righteousness, Because, God, is, about to judge. (Selah)
Eluigwe na-ekwupụta ezi omume ya, nʼihi na Chineke nʼonwe ya bụ onye ikpe. (Sela)
7 Hear, O my people, and I will speak, O Israel, and I will adjure thee, God, thine own God, I am: —
“Nụrụnụ, ndị m, m ga-ekwukwa, Izrel, aga m agba ama megide unu, Abụ m Chineke, Chineke unu.
8 Not, for thy sacrifices, will I reprove thee, Nor for thine ascending-offerings, before me continually:
Anaghị m abara unu mba nʼihi ịchụ aja unu, na aja nsure ọkụ unu nke na-adị m nʼihu oge niile.
9 I will not take out of thy house—a bullock, Nor out of thy folds—he-goats;
Enweghị m mkpa maka oke ehi unu site nʼụlọ anụmanụ unu maọbụ mkpi site nʼọgba igwe ewu na atụrụ unu,
10 For, mine, is every wild-beast of the forest, The cattle on the mountains, in their thousands;
nʼihi na ụmụ anụmanụ niile nke oke ọhịa bụ nke m, ha na ehi niile nọ nʼelu otu puku ugwu.
11 I know every bird of the mountains, And, the moving things of the plain, are with me:
Amaara m ụmụ nnụnụ niile nọ nʼelu ugwu niile, ihe niile e kere eke nọ nʼọhịa bụ nke m.
12 If I were hungry, I would not tell thee, For, mine, is the world, and the fulness thereof.
Ọ bụrụ na agụụ agụọ m, agaghị m agwa gị ya, nʼihi na ụwa na ihe niile dị nʼime ya bụ nke m.
13 Will I eat the flesh of mighty oxen? Or, the blood of he-goats, will I drink?
Ana m ata anụ oke ehi, ka ọ bụ ọbara mkpi ka m ga-aṅụ?
14 Sacrifice to God a thankoffering, And pay to the Most High thy vows;
“Chụọrọ Chineke aja ekele, mezuo nkwa i kwere Onye kachasị ihe niile elu,
15 Call upon me, then, in the day of distress, I will deliver thee, that thou mayest glorify me.
ma kpọkuo m nʼụbọchị nsogbu gị, aga m agbapụta unu, unu ga-enyekwa m nsọpụrụ.”
16 But, to the lawless one, God saith, What hast, thou, to do, to recount my statutes? Or that thou hast taken up my covenant upon thy mouth?
Ma Chineke na-agwa ndị na-eme ihe ọjọọ okwu sị, “Olee, nkwuwa okwu unu nwere ịgụgharị iwu m, maọbụ kwupụta ọgbụgba ndụ m nʼọnụ unu?
17 Seeing that, thou, hast hated correction, And hast cast my words behind thee;
Unu kpọrọ ndụmọdụ m asị, na-atụfekwa okwu m nʼazụ unu.
18 If thou sawest a thief, then didst thou run with him, —And, with adulterers, hath been thy chosen life;
Mgbe unu hụrụ onye ohi, unu na ya na-ejikọta aka; unu na ndị na-akwa iko na-ekekọkwa oke.
19 Thy mouth, hast thou thrust into wickedness, And, thy tongue, kept weaving deceit;
Ọnụ unu na-eme ọsịịsọ ikwu okwu ọjọọ, okwu aghụghọ na nke rere ure na-esikwa nʼọnụ unu na-asọpụta dịka iyi.
20 Thou wouldst sit down—Against thine own brother, wouldst thou speak, Against thine own mother’s son, wouldst thou expose a fault: —
Unu na-ekwugide ụmụnna unu mgbe niile, na-ekwutọkwa nwanne unu nwoke.
21 These things, hast thou done, and I have kept silence, Thou thoughtest that I should really be like thyself, I will convict thee, yea I will set [thine offences] in order before thine eyes.
Ihe ndị a ka unu mere ma agbachiri m nkịtị; unu chekwara na adị m ka unu. Ma aga m abara unu mba ma bokwaa unu ebubo unu nʼihu unu.
22 Understand this, I pray you, ye forgetters of GOD, Lest I tear in pieces, and there be none to deliver: —
“Tụgharịa uche na nke a, unu ndị na-echefu Chineke, ma ọ bụghị ya, aga m adọrisi unu, ọ dịkwaghị onye ga-agbapụta unu.
23 He that sacrificeth a thankoffering, will glorify me, —And will prepare a way by which I may show him the salvation of God.
Onye na-eji ekele achụrụ m aja, na-asọpụrụ m, ọ bụkwa onye na-edozi ụzọ ya, ka m ga-eme ka ọ hụ nzọpụta Chineke.”
