Psalms 60
1 To the Chief Musician. Upon "The Lily of Testimony." A precious Psalm of David, to instruct. When he waged war with Aram-neharaim, and with Aram-zobah, —and then Joab returned and smote of Edom in the Valley of Salt, twelve thousand. O God, thou hast rejected us—hast scattered us, Thou hast been angry, Wilt thou restore us?
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi Abụ. Ọ bụ olu abụ eji ekwe “Okoko lili nke Ọgbụgba Ndụ.” Abụ miktam nke Devid maka izi ihe. Mgbe ọ lụsoro Aram Naharaim na Aram Zoba ọgụ, nakwa mgbe Joab lọghachitara, tigbuo narị ndị Edọm iri nʼabụọ na Ndagwurugwu Nnu. O Chineke, ị jụla anyị, ị tịwawo anyị nʼike; i wesola anyị iwe, ugbu a, kpọghachi anyị.
2 Thou hast shaken the land—hast rent it, Heal thou the fractures thereof—for it hath tottered:
I meela ka ala a maa jijiji, ị dọwakwala ya; mezie ntiwa ya niile, nʼihi na ọ na-ama jijiji.
3 Thou hast suffered thy people to see hardship, Thou hast let them drink the wine of confusion.
I meela ka ndị gị gabiga ọnọdụ ihe isi ike; i nyela anyị mmanya nke mere ka anyị na-adagharị.
4 Thou hadst given—to them that revere thee—a banner, to float aloft, Because of [thy] faithfulness. (Selah)
Ma nye ndị na-atụ egwu gị, i weliela otu ọkọlọtọ nke a ga-agbasa nʼihi eziokwu imegide ụta nke ndị iro. (Sela)
5 That thy beloved ones may be delivered, Save thou with thine own right hand—and answer us.
Were aka nri gị zọpụta anyị ma nyere anyị aka, ka a gbapụta ndị ị hụrụ nʼanya.
6 God, hath spoken in his holiness—I will exult! I will apportion Shechem, And, the Vale of Succoth, will I measure out;
Chineke esitela nʼịdị nsọ ya kwuo, sị, “Nʼọnọdụ ọṅụ nke mmeri, aga m ekesa Shekem, tụkwaa Ndagwurugwu Sukọt nʼihe ọtụtụ nyepụ ya.
7 Mine, is Gilead—and mine, Manasseh, But, Ephraim, is the defence, of my head, Judah, is my commander’s staff;
Gilead bụ nke m, otu a kwa, Manase bụkwa nke m; Ifrem bụ okpu igwe m, Juda bụ mkpara eze m.
8 Moab, is my wash-bowl, Upon Edom, will I throw my shoe, Over Philistia! raise shout of triumph.
Moab bụ efere ịkwọ aka m, aga m atụsa akpụkpọụkwụ m nʼelu Edọm; nʼelu isi Filistia, ana m eti mkpu mmeri.”
9 Who will conduct me to a fortified city? Who will lead me as far as Edom!
Onye ga-akpọrọ m gaa nʼobodo e wusiri ike? Onye ga-edu m gaa Edọm?
10 Is it not, thou, O God?—thou hast rejected us! And wilt thou not go forth, O God, with our hosts?
Ọ bụghị gị, O Chineke? Gị onye jụrụ anyị, onye na-adịghị esokwa ndị agha anyị aga agha?
11 Grant us help out of distress, For, vain, is the deliverance of man:
Nyere anyị aka ka anyị pụọ nʼaka ndị iro, nʼihi na inyeaka mmadụ bụ ihe efu.
12 In God, we shall do valiantly, He himself, therefore, will tread down our adversaries.
Site na Chineke, anyị ga-enwe mmeri, ọ ga-azọpịa ndị iro anyị niile nʼala.
