Psalms 77
1 To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun, A Psalm of Asaph. I cried to God with my voice, even to God with my voice; and he gave ear to me.
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Maka Jedutun. Abụ nke Asaf. Abụ Ọma. Etikuru m Chineke nʼoke olu maka enyemaka; etikuru m Chineke mkpu ka ọ nụrụ olu m.
2 In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.
Mgbe m nọ nʼihe mgbu, ọ bụ Onyenwe anyị ka m chọrọ. Nʼanyasị, esetipụrụ m aka m abụọ, ike na-agwụghị, mmụọ m jụkwara ka a akasịe ya obi.
3 I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. (Selah)
O Chineke, echetara m gị, sụkwaa ude; echere m echiche, mkpụrụobi m dakwara mba. (Sela)
4 Thou holdest my eyes waking: I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
I kweghị ka anya m abụọ mechie; nʼihi oke mwute m, enweghị m ike kwuo okwu.
5 I have considered the days of old, the years of ancient times.
Echere m echiche banyere ụbọchị niile gara aga, na afọ niile ndị gara aga.
6 I call to remembrance my song in the night: I commune with my own heart: and my spirit made diligent search.
Echetara m abụ niile m na-abụ nʼime anyasị. Mkpụrụobi m nọ nʼọnọdụ ntụgharị uche, mmụọ m jụkwara ajụjụ.
7 Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more?
“Onyenwe anyị ọ ga-agbakụta m azụ ruo mgbe ebighị ebi? Ọ pụtara na ọ gaghị egosi ihuọma ya ọzọ?
8 Is his mercy wholly gone for ever? doth his promise fail for evermore?
Ọ pụtara na ịhụnanya ya nke na-adịgide ruo ebighị ebi agwụla? Ọ pụtara na nkwa ya agaghị emezu ruo ebighị ebi?
9 Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? (Selah)
Chineke, o chefuola i mere anyị ebere? O jichiela ọmịiko ya nʼihi iwe?” (Sela)
10 And I said, This is my infirmity: but I will remember the years of the right hand of the most High.
Mgbe ahụ, ekwuru m, “Lee ọnọdụ ọjọọ m, afọ niile mgbe Onye kachasị ihe niile elu setịpụrụ aka nri ya.
11 I will remember the works of the LORD: surely I will remember thy wonders of old.
Aga m echeta ọrụ niile Onyenwe anyị rụrụ; e, aga m echeta ihe ịrịbama niile i mere nʼoge gara aga.
12 I will meditate also of all thy work, and talk of thy doings.
Aga m atụgharịa uche m nʼọrụ gị niile, tuleekwa ọrụ ukwuu gị niile dị iche iche.”
13 Thy way, O God, is in the sanctuary: who is so great a God as our God?
O Chineke, ụzọ gị niile dị nsọ. Olee chi dị ukwuu dịka Chineke anyị?
14 Thou art the God that doest wonders: thou hast declared thy strength among the people.
Ị bụ Chineke onye na-arụ ọrụ ebube dị iche iche; ị na-egosipụta ike gị nʼetiti ụmụ mmadụ.
15 Thou hast with thy arm redeemed thy people, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. (Selah)
I ji aka gị dị ike gbapụta ndị gị, bụ ụmụ ụmụ Jekọb na Josef. (Sela)
16 The waters saw thee, O God, the waters saw thee; they were afraid: the depths also were troubled.
Osimiri hụrụ gị, O Chineke, osimiri hụrụ gị, taa; ogbu mmiri mere mkpọtụ.
17 The clouds poured out water: the skies sent out a sound: thy arrows also went abroad.
Igwe ojii wụpụrụ mmiri, mkpọtụ egbe eluigwe jupụtara mbara eluigwe; àkụ gị gburu amụma ebe niile.
18 The voice of thy thunder was in the heaven: the lightnings lightened the world: the earth trembled and shook.
A nụrụ ụda egbe eluigwe gị nʼoke ifufe, amụma gị nyere ụwa niile ihe; elu ụwa niile mara jijiji, tụkwaa oke egwu.
19 Thy way is in the sea, and thy path in the great waters, and thy footsteps are not known.
Ọ bụ nʼosimiri ka nzọ ụkwụ gị gara, ụzọ gị gara nʼetiti oke osimiri, ọ bụ ezie na ahụghị m nzọ ụkwụ gị anya.
20 Thou leddest thy people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
I sitere nʼaka Mosis na Erọn duo ndị gị dịka igwe atụrụ.
