Psalms 74
1 An Instructive Psalm. Asaph’s. Wherefore, O God, hast thou cast off utterly? Shall thine anger smoke against the flock of thine own pasturing?
Abụ maskil nke Asaf. Chineke, gịnị mere i ji jụ anyị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi? Gịnị mere iwe gị ji akwụ anwụrụ megide igwe atụrụ ndị ị na-azụ?
2 Remember thine own assembly thou didst acquire aforetime, Thou didst redeem the tribe of thine own inheritance, Mount Zion, wherein thou didst take up thy habitation.
Cheta mba ahụ nke ị zụtara na mgbe ochie, ebo ahụ bụ ihe nketa gị, ndị ị gbapụtara, nʼugwu Zayọn ebe i biri.
3 Lift up thy steps unto the places utterly unsafe, All the mischief!—the foe in the sanctuary!
Tụgharịa nzọ ụkwụ gị bịa na mbibi ebighị ebi ndị a. Ọ bụ onye iro wetara ịla nʼiyi a niile nʼụlọnsọ a.
4 Thine adversaries have roared in the midst of thine appointed meeting, They have set their ensigns as tokens!
Ndị iro gị gbọrọ ụja nʼebe i zutere anyị. Ha weliri ọkọlọtọ ha dịka ihe ịrịbama.
5 One used to be known according as he carried up high—into the thicket of trees—the axes;
Ha kpara agwa dịka ndị ikom ji anyụike ha ga-eji gbutuo ọtụtụ osisi dị nʼoke ọhịa.
6 But, now, the doors thereof all together, with axes and hammers, they batter down.
Ha ji anyụike na egbugbu ha kụjisie ihe niile eji amachi ihe bụ nke egbunyere ihe.
7 They have cast, into the fire, thy sanctuary, To the ground, have they profaned the habitation of thy Name.
Ha kpọkwara ụlọnsọ gị ọkụ, mee ya ka o repịa. Ha merụrụ ụlọ obibi ahụ a kpọkwasịrị aha gị.
8 They have said in their heart, Let us suppress them altogether, They have burned up all the meeting-places of GOD in the land.
Ha sịrị nʼobi ha, “Anyị ga-etipịa ha kpamkpam!” Ha kpọrọ ebe niile a na-anọ efe Chineke nʼala a ọkụ.
9 Our own signs, have we not seen, —There is no longer a prophet, —Neither is there with us, one who knoweth—How long!
Enyeghị anyị ihe ịrịbama ọbụla site nʼaka Chineke. Ọ dịkwaghị ndị amụma fọdụrụ. Ọ dịkwaghị onye ọbụla nʼetiti anyị onye maara, mgbe ihe a ga-agwụ.
10 How long, O God, shall the adversary, reproach? Shall the enemy revile thy Name perpetually?
O Chineke, ruo ole mgbe ka ndị iro ga-anọgide na-achị gị ọchị? Onye iro, ọ ga-eleli aha gị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi?
11 Wherefore shouldst thou withdraw thy hand—thy right hand? [Bring it] out of the midst of thy bosom! (Selah)
Gịnị mere ị na-eseghachi aka gị azụ, e aka nri gị? Sepụta aka gị laa ha nʼiyi!
12 But, God, hath been my king from aforetime, Working Deliverances in the midst of the earth.
Ma gị, O Chineke, bụrịị eze m site na mgbe ochie. Ọ bụ gị na-arụpụta nzọpụta nʼelu ụwa.
13 Thou, didst cleave asunder, in thy might, the sea, Thou didst break in pieces the heads of the Crocodiles, [till they floated] on the waters;
Site nʼike gị dị ukwuu i mere ka osimiri kewaa abụọ. Ọ bụ gị gwepịara isi anụ ọjọọ ahụ nʼime mmiri.
14 Thou, didst crush the heads of the Sea-Monster, Thou didst give him to be food, for the people of the deserts;
Ọ bụ gị gwepịara isi anụ ọjọọ ahụ a na-akpọ leviatan, mee ka ọ ghọọ nri nye ụmụ anụmanụ bi nʼọzara.
15 Thou, didst cleave open fountain and torrent, Thou, didst dry up rivers of steady flow:
Ọ bụ gị mere ka isi iyi na mmiri iyi na-asọ. I mere ka osimiri na-eru eru mgbe niile taa.
16 Thine, is the day, Yea, thine, the night, Thou, didst establish moon and sun;
Ehihie na abalị bụ nke gị. I mere ka anyanwụ na ọnwa guzosie ike.
17 Thou, didst set up all the bounds of the earth, As for summer and winter, thou, didst form them!
Ọ bụ gị kewapụtara oke ala niile nke ụwa. Ọ bụ gị mere ka ọkọchị na udu mmiri dị.
18 Remember this, An enemy, hath reproached Yahweh, Yea, an impious people, have reviled thy Name.
O Onyenwe anyị, cheta otu onye iro si chịa gị ọchị, na otu ndị nzuzu si kwaa aha gị emo.
19 Do not deliver up, to a wild beast, the life of thy turtle-dove, The living host of thine oppressed ones, do not forget perpetually.
Ewerala ndụ nduru gị nyefee anụ ọhịa ọjọọ nʼaka. Echefukwala ndụ ndị gị a na-akpagbu ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
20 Have respect to thy covenant, For the dark places of the earth are full of the habitations of violence.
Chetakwa ọgbụgba ndụ gị, nʼihi na ihe ike na-ejupụta ebe niile gbara ọchịchịrị nʼala a.
21 May the crushed one not again be confounded, As for the oppressed and the needy, let them praise thy Name.
Ekwela ka ndị a na-akpagbu gbaghachi azụ nʼihere; ka ndị ogbenye na ndị nọ na mkpa too aha gị.
22 Arise! O God, plead thine own cause, Remember the reproach of thee, from the impious one, all the day:
O Chineke, bilie, kpechitara onwe gị ikpe. Chetakwa otu ndị nzuzu si kọọ gị ọnụ ogologo ụbọchị niile.
23 Do not forget the voice of thine adversaries, The noise of thine assailants, ascending continually.
Elepụla mkpọtụ nke ndị iro gị niile anya, olu mkpọtụ nke ndị iro gị na-aga nʼihu na-ala elu.
