Psalms 70

1 To the Chief Musician. David’s. To call to Remembrance. [Be pleased] O God, to rescue me, O Yahweh, to help me—make haste.

Abụ Ọma dịrị onyeisi abụ. Nke Devid. Arịrịọ. O Chineke, gbata ọsọ bịa zọpụta m, O Onyenwe anyị, bịa ngwangwa inyere m aka.

2 Let them turn pale and then at once blush, Who are seeking my life, —Let them draw back, and be confounded, Who are taking pleasure in my misfortune;

Ka ndị niile na-achọ ịnapụ m ndụ m, bụrụ ndị a ga-etinye nʼọnọdụ ihere na ọgbaaghara. Ka ndị ọ na-amasị ịhụ ịla nʼiyi m laghachi azụ nʼihere.

3 Let them turn back, on account of their own shame, Who are saying, Aha! Aha!

Ka ndị ahụ na-asị m, “Ehee! Ehee!” laghachi azụ nʼihi ihere ha.

4 Let all them be glad and rejoice in thee, Yea, let them, who are seekers of thee, —say continually, God be magnified! Who are lovers of thy salvation.

Ma ka ndị niile na-achọ gị ṅụrịa ọṅụ, nweekwa obi ụtọ nʼime gị, ka ndị ahụ hụrụ nzọpụta gị nʼanya na-ekwu mgbe niile, “Onyenwe anyị dị ukwuu.”

5 But, I, being humbled and needy, O God, haste to me, —My help and my deliverer, art thou, O Yahweh do not tarry.

Ma mụ onwe m bụ ogbenye na onye nọ na mkpa; O Chineke, mee ngwangwa bịakwute m. Ị bụ onye inyeaka m na onye mgbapụta m; O Onyenwe anyị, anọla ọdụ ịbịa.