< Psalms 58 >

1 To the chief Musician, Al-taschith, Michtam of David. Do ye indeed speak righteousness, O congregation? do ye judge uprightly, O ye sons of men?
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Nke olu abụ “E bibikwala.” Abụ Devid. Abụ miktam. Unu ndị na-achị achị, O nweela oge unu na-ekwu ihe ziri ezi? O nweela oge unu na-ekpe ikpe ziri ezi nʼetiti mmadụ?
2 Yes, in heart ye work wickedness; ye weigh the violence of your hands in the earth.
Mba, nʼime obi unu, unu na-echepụta mmegbu, aka unu na-emepụta ihe ike nʼelu ụwa.
3 The wicked are estranged from their birth: they go astray as soon as they are born, speaking lies.
Ọ bụladị site nʼọmụmụ, ndị ajọ omume na-akpafu; site nʼime afọ, ha na-akpafu akpafu na-ekwusa okwu ụgha.
4 Their poison [is] like the poison of a serpent: [they are] like the deaf adder [that] stoppeth her ear;
Ha na-agbọpụta nsi nʼọnụ ha dịka agwọ, na-emechi ntị ha dịka ajụala ntị chiri,
5 Which will not hearken to the voice of charmers, charming never so wisely.
nke na-adịghị anụ olu onye mgbaasị na-akpọpụta ya, nʼagbanyeghị otu ǹka onye ahụ si dị.
6 Break their teeth, O God, in their mouth: break out the great teeth of the young lions, O LORD.
O Chineke, tijie eze niile dị ha nʼọnụ; o Onyenwe anyị, dọpụta eze ọdụm ndị a!
7 Let them melt away as waters [which] run continually: [when] he bendeth [his bow to shoot] his arrows, let them be as cut in pieces.
Mee ka ha sọfuo dịka mmiri na-asọ asọ; mgbe ha na-eseti ụta ha, mee ka ọnụ àkụ ha gbajie.
8 As a snail [which] melteth, let [every one of them] pass away: [like] the untimely birth of a woman, [that] they may not see the sun.
Dịka ejula nke na-agbaze mgbe ọ na-aga nʼụzọ ya; dịka nwa nwụrụ nʼafọ nne ya, ka ha ghara ịhụ anyanwụ.
9 Before your pots can feel the thorns, he shall take them away as with a whirlwind, both living, and in [his] wrath.
Tupu ite unu amata okpomọkụ nke osisi ogwu, ma ha dị ndụ, ma ha kpọnwụrụ akpọnwụ, a ga-azachapụ ndị ajọ omume.
10 The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth the vengeance: he shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked.
Ndị ezi omume ga-enwe obi ụtọ mgbe a bọọrọ ha ọbọ, mgbe ha ga-asacha ụkwụ ha nʼime ọbara ndị ajọ omume.
11 So that a man shall say, Verily [there is] a reward for the righteous: verily he is a God that judgeth in the earth.
Mgbe ahụ, ndị mmadụ ga-ekwu sị, “Nʼezie, a na-akwụghachi ndị ezi omume ụgwọ; nʼezie, e nwere Chineke onye na-ekpe ụwa ikpe.”

< Psalms 58 >