Psalms 45
1 For the Chief Musician. Set to “The Lilies.” A contemplation by the sons of Korah. A wedding song. My heart overflows with a noble theme. I recite my verses for the king. My tongue is like the pen of a skilful writer.
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Nʼusoro olu abụ “Okoko osisi lili.” Abụ maskil ụmụ Kora. Abụ maka agbamakwụkwọ. Isi okwu dị ebube na-akpali mkpụrụobi m, mgbe m na-agụgharị abụ m nye eze; ire m bụ mkpisi akwụkwọ dị nʼaka ọka ode akwụkwọ.
2 You are the most excellent of the sons of men. Grace has anointed your lips, therefore God has blessed you forever.
I bụ onye kachasị mma nʼetiti ụmụ mmadụ, e ji amara tee egbugbere ọnụ gị mmanụ, ebe ọ bụ na Chineke agọziela gị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
3 Strap your sword on your thigh, O mighty one, in your splendour and your majesty.
Kenye mma agha gị nʼukwu gị, gị onye dị ike; yikwasị onwe gị ebube na ịma mma dịka uwe.
4 In your majesty ride on victoriously on behalf of truth, humility, and righteousness. Let your right hand display awesome deeds.
Nʼebube gị, gaa nʼihu nʼime mmeri, nʼihi eziokwu, na ịdị obi umeala, na ezi omume; ka aka nri gị gosipụta ọrụ gị niile nke na-eju anya.
5 Your arrows are sharp. The nations fall under you, with arrows in the heart of the king’s enemies.
Ka àkụ gị niile dị nkọ mapuo mkpụrụobi ndị iro niile nke eze; ka mba niile na-adakwa nʼokpuru ụkwụ gị.
6 Your throne, God, is forever and ever. A sceptre of equity is the sceptre of your kingdom.
O Chineke, ocheeze gị ga-adịgide ruo mgbe ebighị ebi, mkpara omume ziri ezi ka mkpara alaeze gị ga-abụ
7 You have loved righteousness, and hated wickedness. Therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of gladness above your fellows.
Ị hụrụ ezi omume nʼanya, ma kpọọ ihe ọjọọ asị; ya mere, Chineke, onye bụ Chineke gị, emeela ka ịdị elu karịa ndị ibe gị, site na ite gị mmanụ nke ọṅụ.
8 All your garments smell like myrrh, aloes, and cassia. Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made you glad.
Uwe gị niile jupụtara nʼisisi ụtọ nke si na mmanụ máá na aloos na akashia; ha sitere nʼụlọeze niile, e ji ọdụ enyi chọọ mma. Egwu sitere nʼụbọ akwara na-eme ka i nwee obi ụtọ.
9 Kings’ daughters are amongst your honourable women. At your right hand the queen stands in gold of Ophir.
Ụmụ agbọghọ eze nọ nʼetiti ndị inyom gị ka a na-asọpụrụ; nwunye eze, onye yikwasịrị ọlaedo nke Ọfịa na-eguzo nʼaka nri gị.
10 Listen, daughter, consider, and turn your ear. Forget your own people, and also your father’s house.
Gee ntị, gị nwaagbọghọ, tulee ma nụrụkwa ihe m na-ekwu: “Chefuo ndị gị na ezinaụlọ nna gị.
11 So the king will desire your beauty, honour him, for he is your lord.
Nʼihi na ịma mma gị ga-eme ka eze chọsie gị ike. Sọpụrụ ya nʼihi na ọ bụ onyenwe gị.”
12 The daughter of Tyre comes with a gift. The rich amongst the people entreat your favour.
Ada Taịa ga-eji onyinye bịa; ndị ọgaranya ga-achọkwa ka i gosi ha ihuọma.
13 The princess inside is all glorious. Her clothing is interwoven with gold.
Adaeze, lee ka o si maa mma dị ukwuu nʼime ụlọ ya; ọ bụ akwa a kpanyere ọlaedo ka e ji dụọ uwe mwụda ya.
14 She shall be led to the king in embroidered work. The virgins, her companions who follow her, shall be brought to you.
Ụmụ agbọghọ ibe ya, ndị na-amaghị nwoke, na-eso ya bịakwute gị; ọ bụ uwe mwụda a kpanyere ihe ọkpụkpa ka o yi mgbe e dubatara ya nʼụlọeze.
15 With gladness and rejoicing they shall be led. They shall enter into the king’s palace.
E ji ọṅụ na obi ụtọ dubata ha; ha bara nʼime ụlọeze.
16 Your sons will take the place of your fathers. You shall make them princes in all the earth.
Ụmụ gị ndị ikom ga-anọchi anya nna nna gị; ị ga-eme ka ha bụrụ ndịisi nʼala ahụ niile.
17 I will make your name to be remembered in all generations. Therefore the peoples shall give you thanks forever and ever.
Aga m eme ka echeta ihe banyere gị ruo ọgbọ niile; nʼihi nke a, mba niile ga-eto gị ruo mgbe niile ebighị ebi.
