Psalms 62
1 To the victorie on Iditum, the salm of Dauid. Whether my soule schal not be suget to God; for myn heelthe is of hym.
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Maka Jedutun. Abụ Ọma Devid. Ọ bụ naanị nʼime Chineke ka mkpụrụobi m na-achọta izuike. Nzọpụta m na-esite na ya na-abịa.
2 For whi he is bothe my God, and myn heelthe; my `taker vp, Y schal no more be moued.
Naanị ya bụ oke nkume m na nzọpụta m; ọ bụ ebe mgbaba m e wusiri ike, agaghị m ama jijiji nʼọnọdụ m.
3 Hou longe fallen ye on a man? alle ye sleen; as to a wal bowid, and a wal of stoon with out morter cast doun.
Ruo ole mgbe ka unu ga-anọgide na-ebuso agha megide nwoke a? Unu niile, unu chọrọ ịkwatu ya, ebe ọ bụ naanị mgbidi na-ada ada, mgbidi na-esighị ike e ji osisi wuo?
4 Netheles thei thouyten to putte awei my prijs, Y ran in thirst; with her mouth thei blessiden, and in her herte thei cursiden.
Ha ekpebiela isite nʼọnọdụ ya dị elu kwatuo ya; okwu ụgha na-atọ ha ụtọ. Ha na-eji ọnụ ha na-agọzi, ma nʼime obi ha, ha na-abụ ọnụ. (Sela)
5 Netheles, my soule, be thou suget to God; for my pacience is of hym.
O mkpụrụobi m, chọta ezumike naanị nʼime Chineke; olileanya m na-esite na ya na-abịa.
6 For he is my God, and my saueour; myn helpere, Y schal not passe out.
Naanị ya bụ oke nkume m, na onye nzọpụta m. Naanị ya kwa bụ ebe mgbaba m e wusiri ike, agaghị m ama jijiji nʼọnọdụ m.
7 Myn helthe, and my glorie is in God; God is the yyuer of myn help, and myn hope is in God.
Nzọpụta m na nsọpụrụ m dabeere na Chineke, Ọ bụ oke nkume m, ebe mgbaba m.
8 Al the gaderyng togidere of the puple, hope ye in God, schede ye out youre hertis bifore hym; God is oure helpere with outen ende.
Tụkwasịnụ ya obi mgbe niile, unu ndị mmadụ; kwupụtaranụ ya obi unu, nʼihi na Chineke bụ ebe mgbaba anyị. (Sela)
9 Netheles the sones of men ben veyne; the sones of men ben liers in balauncis, that thei disseyue of vanytee in to the same thing.
Ndị nta nʼetiti ụmụ mmadụ bụ naanị otu nkuume, ndị ukwu bụ naanị ụgha; ọ bụrụ na a tụọ ha nʼihe ọtụtụ, ha bụ ihe efu; ha niile bụ naanị otu nkuume.
10 Nile ye haue hope in wickidnesse, and nyle ye coueyte raueyns; if ritchessis be plenteuouse, nyle ye sette the herte therto.
Unu atụkwasịla obi unu nʼiji aka ike kpata ego, maọbụ tụkwasị olileanya unu nʼihe e zuru ezu; akụ unu nwere ike mụbaa, unu atụkwasịla ha obi.
11 God spak onys, Y herde these twei thingis, that power is of God, and, thou Lord, mercy is to thee;
Chineke ekwuola otu ihe, ihe abụọ ka m nụrụ: “Na gị, O Chineke, dị ike,
12 for thou schalt yelde to ech man bi hise werkis.
na gị, Onyenwe anyị, jupụtara nʼịhụnanya. Nʼezie, ị ga-akwụghachi onye ọbụla dịka ọrụ ya si dị.”
