Psalms 8

1 To the Chief Musician. On "the Gittith." A Melody of David. O Yahweh, our Lord! How majestic is thy Name, in all the earth, Who hast set thy splendour upon the heavens.

Abụ Ọma dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ Ọma Devid nʼusoro gittit. O Onyenwe anyị Onyenwe anyị, lee ka ịdị ukwuu nke aha gị si jupụta ụwa niile! I meela ka ebube gị dị elu nʼime eluigwe.

2 Out of the mouth of children and sucklings, hast thou laid a foundation of strength, —because of thine adversaries, to make foe and avenger be still.

Site nʼotuto ụmụntakịrị na ụmụ na-aṅụ ara, ị tọọla ntọala siri ike megide ndị iro gị, ka e si otu a mechie ọnụ onye iro na onye ahụ na-abọ ọbọ.

3 When I view thy heavens, the work, of thy fingers, moon and stars, which thou hast established,

Mgbe ọbụla m lere anya na mbara eluigwe, hụ ọrụ niile nke aka gị rụrụ, mgbe m lere anya nʼelu hụ ọnwa na kpakpando i tinyere nʼọnọdụ ha,

4 What was weak man, that thou shouldst make mention of him? or the son of the earthborn, that thou shouldst set him in charge?

gịnị ka mmadụ bụ i ji na-eche banyere ha? Gịnịkwa ka mmadụ bụ iji na-elekọta ha?

5 That thou shouldst make him little less than messengers of God, with glory and honour, shouldst crown him?

I mere ka ha dị ala nwantakịrị nʼebe ndị mmụọ ozi nọ, I jikwa ebube na nsọpụrụ kpube ya nʼisi dịka okpueze.

6 Shouldst give him dominion over the works of thy hands, —All things, shouldst have put under his feet:

I mekwaala ya ka ọ bụrụ onyeisi nke ihe niile i kere eke, tinyekwa ihe niile nʼokpuru ụkwụ ya.

7 Sheep and oxen, all of them, —yea even the beasts of the field;

Ọ na-achị igwe ewu na atụrụ, na ehi, na ụmụ anụ ọhịa ndị ọzọ niile,

8 The bird of the heavens, and the fishes of the sea, — the passer-by on the paths of the seas?

na nnụnụ niile, na azụ niile, na anụ ndị ọzọ na-ebi nʼime mmiri.

9 O Yahweh, our Lord! How majestic is thy Name, in all the earth.

O Onyenwe anyị, Onyenwe anyị, lee ka ịdị ukwuu nke aha gị si jupụta ụwa niile.