Psalms 51
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David, when Nathan the prophet came to him, after he had gone in to Bathsheba. Have mercy on me, God, according to your loving kindness. According to the multitude of your tender mercies, blot out my transgressions.
Abụ dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ Ọma Devid. Mgbe Netan bụ onye amụma bịakwutere Devid nʼoge ya na Batsheba kwara iko. O Chineke, meere m ebere, nʼihi ịhụnanya gị nke na-adịgide adịgide; nʼihi oke ọmịiko gị, hichapụ njehie m niile.
2 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity. Cleanse me from my sin.
Sachapụ mmehie m niile, ma mee m ka m dị ọcha.
3 For I know my transgressions. My sin is constantly before me.
Nʼihi na amaara m njehie m niile, mmehie m dịkwa nʼihu m mgbe niile.
4 Against you, and you only, I have sinned, and done that which is evil in your sight, so you may be proved right when you speak, and justified when you judge.
Ọ bụkwa naanị gị ka m mehiere megide, mee ihe ahụ bụ ihe ọjọọ nʼihu gị, nke mere na ị bụ onye na-ekpe ikpe ziri ezi mgbe ị na-ekwu okwu, na onye ezi omume mgbe ị na-ekpe ikpe.
5 Behold, I was born in iniquity. My mother conceived me in sin.
Nʼezie, onye mmehie ka m bụ site nʼoge amụrụ m; bụrụkwa onye mmehie site nʼoge nne m tụrụ ime m.
6 Behold, you desire truth in the inward parts. You teach me wisdom in the inmost place.
Nʼezie, ị na-achọ eziokwu nʼakụkụ niile zoro ezo; ị na-akụziri m amamihe nʼakụkụ niile zoro ezo.
7 Purify me with hyssop, and I will be clean. Wash me, and I will be whiter than snow.
Were hisọp sachaa m, aga m adị ọcha; sachaa m ka m dị ọcha karịa snoo.
8 Let me hear joy and gladness, that the bones which you have broken may rejoice.
Mee ka m nụrụ olu obi ụtọ na ọṅụ; ka okpukpu ndị i gwepịara ṅụrịkwaa.
9 Hide your face from my sins, and blot out all of my iniquities.
Zopu ihu gị nʼebe mmehie m niile dị, hichapụkwa mmehie m niile.
10 Create in me a clean heart, O God. Renew a right spirit within me.
Kee obi dị ọcha nʼime m, O Chineke, nwogharịa ezi mmụọ nʼime m.
11 Don’t throw me from your presence, and don’t take your Holy Spirit from me.
Achụpụla m nʼihu gị, anapụkwala m Mmụọ Nsọ gị.
12 Restore to me the joy of your salvation. Uphold me with a willing spirit.
Nyeghachikwa m ọṅụ nke nzọpụta gị, ma jiri ezi mmụọ kwagide m.
13 Then I will teach transgressors your ways. Sinners will be converted to you.
Mgbe ahụ, aga m enwe ike izi ndị njehie ụzọ gị, ndị mmehie ga-echegharị lọghachikwute gị.
14 Deliver me from the guilt of bloodshed, O God, the God of my salvation. My tongue will sing aloud of your righteousness.
O Chineke, zọpụta m site nʼikpe ọmụma nke mwụfu ọbara, Chineke, gị bụ Chineke Onye nzọpụta m, ire m ga-abụ abụ banyere ezi omume gị.
15 Lord, open my lips. My mouth will declare your praise.
O, Onyenwe m, meghee ọnụ m, ka m kwupụta otuto gị.
16 For you don’t delight in sacrifice, or else I would give it. You have no pleasure in burnt offering.
Ị naghị enwe mmasị nʼaja, ma ọ bụghị ya, agaara m eweta ya. Ị naghị enwe mmasị nʼaja nsure ọkụ.
17 The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit. O God, you will not despise a broken and contrite heart.
Aja Chineke chọrọ bụ mmụọ tiwara etiwa, O Chineke, ị naghị elefu anya, nʼobi tiwara etiwa na nke nwere ezi nchegharị.
18 Do well in your good pleasure to Zion. Build the walls of Jerusalem.
Ka ọ masị gị inye Zayọn ọganihu; i wulie mgbidi niile nke Jerusalem.
19 Then you will delight in the sacrifices of righteousness, in burnt offerings and in whole burnt offerings. Then they will offer bulls on your altar.
Mgbe ahụ, a ga-enwe ezi aja, aja nsure ọkụ nke ga-atọ gị ụtọ; mgbe ahụ, a ga-achụkwa aja ọtụtụ oke ehi nʼelu ebe ịchụ aja gị.
