Psalms 9
1 For the Chief Musician. Set to “The Death of the Son.” A Psalm by David. I will give thanks to the LORD with my whole heart. I will tell of all your marvelous works.
Abụ Ọma. Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Nʼusoro olu abụ “Ọnwụ nke Ọkpara.” Abụ ọma Devid. O Onyenwe anyị, aga m esite nʼala ala obi m too gị, aga m agwakwa onye ọbụla ihe ọma niile ị na-eme.
2 I will be glad and rejoice in you. I will sing praise to your name, O Most High.
Obi ga-atọ m ụtọ; obi m ga-ejupụta nʼọṅụ nʼihi gị, aga m abụrụ gị abụ otuto, gị Onye kachasị ihe niile elu.
3 When my enemies turn back, they stumble and perish in your presence.
Ndị iro m na-alaghachi azụ, ha na-asọ ngọngọ na-alakwa nʼiyi nʼihu gị.
4 For you have maintained my just cause. You sit on the throne judging righteously.
I kpeela ikpe m nʼụzọ ziri ezi, nʼocheeze gị ka ị nọdụrụ na-ekpe ikpe ziri ezi.
5 You have rebuked the nations. You have destroyed the wicked. You have blotted out their name forever and ever.
I baarala mba niile mba ma laa ndị ajọ omume nʼiyi, hichapụkwa aha ha ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
6 The enemy is overtaken by endless ruin. The very memory of the cities which you have overthrown has perished.
Mbibi nke na-enweghị ọgwụgwụ adakwasịla ndị iro m, I hopukwala obodo ha niile. Ọ dịghị onye na-echetakwa ha ọzọ.
7 But the LORD reigns forever. He has prepared his throne for judgment.
Onyenwe anyị bụ eze ruo mgbe ebighị ebi. Ọ kwadoola ocheeze ya maka ikpe ikpe ziri ezi.
8 He will judge the world in righteousness. He will administer judgment to the peoples in uprightness.
Ọ ga-eji ezi omume kpee mba niile ikpe; jirikwa ikpe ziri ezi chịa mba niile.
9 The LORD will also be a high tower for the oppressed; a high tower in times of trouble.
Onyenwe anyị bụ ebe mgbaba nye ndị niile a na-emegbu emegbu. Ọ bụụrụ ha ebe mgbaba e wusiri ike nʼoge nsogbu.
10 Those who know your name will put their trust in you, for you, LORD, have not forsaken those who seek you.
Onyenwe anyị, ndị niile maara aha gị ga-atụkwasị gị obi, nʼihi na ọ dịghị mgbe ị na-agbakụta ndị niile na-atụkwasị gị obi azụ.
11 Sing praises to the LORD, who dwells in Zion, and declare among the people what he has done.
Bụkuonụ Onyenwe anyị abụ otuto, bụ onye nọ nʼocheeze ya na Zayọn. Kwusaaranụ mba niile ihe banyere ọrụ ebube ya.
12 For he who avenges blood remembers them. He doesn’t forget the cry of the afflicted.
Nʼihi na onye ahụ na-abọrọ ndị e gburu egbu ọbọ anaghị echefu ihe; ọ dịghị elefu mkpu akwa nke ndị a na-akpagbu anya.
13 Have mercy on me, LORD. See my affliction by those who hate me, and lift me up from the gates of death,
O Onyenwe anyị, lee ka ndị iro m si akpagbu m! Meere m ebere ma napụta m site nʼọnụ ọnwụ,
14 that I may show all of your praise. I will rejoice in your salvation in the gates of the daughter of Zion.
ka m nwee ike ikwusa banyere otuto gị nʼọnụ ụzọ ama niile nke ada Zayọn, nọrọkwa ebe ahụ ṅụrịa ọṅụ nʼime nzọpụta gị.
15 The nations have sunk down in the pit that they made. In the net which they hid, their own foot is taken.
Ndị mba niile adabala nʼime olulu ahụ ha gwuru; ọnya ahụ ha siri, zoo, amaala ha.
16 The LORD has made himself known. He has executed judgment. The wicked is snared by the work of his own hands. (Meditation, Selah)
Ihe e ji mara Onyenwe anyị bụ ikpe ya ziri ezi; ọrụ aka ndị na-emebi iwu na-ama ha dịka ọnya. (Sela)
Ndị niile na-eme ajọ omume na-alaghachi nʼili; nke a bụkwa ọnọdụ mba niile na-echefu Chineke. (Sheol h7585)
18 For the needy shall not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the poor perish forever.
Ma ọ bụghị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi ka a ga-echefu ndị nọ na mkpa; olileanya ndị a na-akpagbu agaghị abụkwa nke efu.
19 Arise, LORD! Don’t let man prevail. Let the nations be judged in your sight.
O Onyenwe anyị, bilie! Ekwela ka mmadụ nwee mmeri ọbụla nʼebe ị nọ; ka e kpee mba niile ikpe nʼihu gị.
20 Put them in fear, LORD. Let the nations know that they are only men. (Selah)
O Onyenwe anyị! Mee ka ha maa jijiji nʼoke egwu; mee ka mba niile ghọta na ha bụ naanị mmadụ. (Sela)
