Psalms 54

1 For the Chief Musician. On stringed instruments. A contemplation by David, when the Ziphites came and said to Saul, “Isn’t David hiding himself amongst us?” Save me, God, by your name. Vindicate me in your might.

Abụ Ọma Devid. Abụ eji ụbọ akwara akpọ. Abụ maskil Devid. Mgbe ndị Zif gara sị Sọl, “Devid ọ dịghị ezo nʼetiti anyị?” O Chineke, jiri aha gị zọpụta m; jirikwa ike gị kpepụta m.

2 Hear my prayer, God. Listen to the words of my mouth.

O Chineke, nụrụ ekpere m; gee ntị nʼokwu ọnụ m.

3 For strangers have risen up against me. Violent men have sought after my soul. They haven’t set God before them. (Selah)

Ndị m na-amaghị na-ebuso m agha; ndị na-eme ihe ike na-achọ ịnapụ m ndụ m, ndị na-akpọghị Chineke ihe ọbụla. (Sela)

4 Behold, God is my helper. The Lord is the one who sustains my soul.

Nʼezie, Chineke bụ onye inyeaka m; onyenwe m bụ onye na-agba m ume.

5 He will repay the evil to my enemies. Destroy them in your truth.

Mee ka ihe ọjọọ lọghachikwute ndị na-ekwulu m; nʼime ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị, laa ha nʼiyi.

6 With a free will offering, I will sacrifice to you. I will give thanks to your name, LORD, for it is good.

Aga m eji onyinye afọ ofufu chụọrọ gị aja; O Onyenwe anyị, aga m eto aha gị, nʼihi na ọ dị mma.

7 For he has delivered me out of all trouble. My eye has seen triumph over my enemies.

Nʼihi na ọ gbapụtala m site na nsogbu m niile, ọ bụ anya mmeri ka m ji na-ele ndị iro m anya.