Psalms 90
1 A Prayer by Moses, the man of God. Lord, you have been our dwelling place for all generations.
Ekpere Mosis, bụ onyeozi Chineke. O Onyenwe anyị, ebe obibi ka gị onwe gị bụrịị nye anyị nʼọgbọ niile.
2 Before the mountains were born, before you had formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, you are God.
Tupu e kee ugwu niile, na tupu a kpụọ ụwa na elu ụwa, siterị na mgbe ebighị ebi ruo ebighị ebi, ị bụ Chineke.
3 You turn man to destruction, saying, “Return, you children of men.”
Ị na-eme ka mmadụ laghachi bụrụ aja mgbe i kwuru okwu sị, “Unu ụmụ mmadụ, laghachi bụrụ aja.”
4 For a thousand years in your sight are just like yesterday when it is past, like a watch in the night.
Puku afọ dị nʼanya gị dịka otu ụbọchị; ha dịka ụnyaahụ gafere agafe maọbụ ka otu awa nke anyasị.
5 You sweep them away as they sleep. In the morning they sprout like new grass.
Nʼime ụra nke ọnwụ ka ị na-ekpochapụ mmadụ; ha dịka ahịhịa ọhụrụ nke na-epupụta nʼisi ụtụtụ,
6 In the morning it sprouts and springs up. By evening, it is withered and dry.
ọ bụ ezie na ọ na-agbawa ụzarị na-etokwa eto nʼụtụtụ, ma nʼanyasị, ọ na-akpọnwụ ma-achanwụkwaa.
7 For we are consumed in your anger. We are troubled in your wrath.
E meela ka anyị gwụsịa nʼihi oke iwe gị megide anyị; anyị na-amakwa jijiji nʼihi ọnụma gị.
8 You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your presence.
Ị gbasaala njehie anyị niile nʼihu gị. Ị na-ahụzukwa mmehie nzuzo anyị niile.
9 For all our days have passed away in your wrath. We bring our years to an end as a sigh.
Ogologo ụbọchị anyị niile na-agabiga nʼoke iwe gị; afọ ndụ anyị nke fọdụrụ ka anyị na-ebi dịka okwu e ji nwayọọ kwuo na mwute.
10 The days of our years are seventy, or even by reason of strength eighty years; yet their pride is but labour and sorrow, for it passes quickly, and we fly away.
Ogologo ụbọchị anyị niile nwere ike ruo afọ iri asaa, maọbụ afọ iri asatọ, ma ọ bụrụ na ike anyị adịgide, ma otu ọ dị, nke a ga-asị na ọ bụ ya kachasị mma na-ejupụta na nsogbu na ịsụ ude, nʼihi na ha na-agabiga ọsịịsọ, anyị onwe anyị na-efelakwa.
11 Who knows the power of your anger, your wrath according to the fear that is due to you?
Onye pụrụ ịghọta ịdị ike nke oke iwe gị? Nʼihi na oke iwe gị dị ukwuu dịka ịtụ egwu kwesiri gị si dị ukwuu.
12 So teach us to count our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
Kuziere anyị ịgụ ụbọchị niile nke ndụ anyị ọnụ, ka anyị si otu a nweta obi amamihe jupụtara.
13 Relent, LORD! How long? Have compassion on your servants!
O Onyenwe anyị, nwee ntụgharị obi! Tutu ruo ole mgbe ka ọ ga-adị? Meere ndị ohu gị ebere.
14 Satisfy us in the morning with your loving kindness, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
Jiri ịhụnanya gị nke na-adịgide adịgide, mejupụta anyị nʼụtụtụ, ka anyị nwee ike ịbụ abụ ọṅụ ma nwekwaa obi ụtọ ogologo ụbọchị ndụ anyị niile.
15 Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us, for as many years as we have seen evil.
Mee ka anyị nwee obi ụtọ, nke ọnụọgụgụ ụbọchị ya ga-adịkwa ka ọnụọgụgụ ụbọchị niile ị tara anyị ahụhụ, ka ọnụọgụgụ afọ ya dịkwa ka ọnụọgụgụ afọ niile anyị hụrụla nsogbu.
16 Let your work appear to your servants, your glory to their children.
Kwere ka ndị ohu gị hụ ọrụ gị dị iche iche, ka ụmụ ha hụkwa ịma mma gị.
17 Let the favour of the Lord our God be on us. Establish the work of our hands for us. Yes, establish the work of our hands.
Ka ihuọma Chineke, Onyenwe anyị dịkwasị anyị; mee ka ọrụ aka anyị guzosie ike, e, mee ka ọrụ aka anyị guzosie ike.
