Psalms 41
1 To the Overseer. — A Psalm of David. O the happiness of him Who is acting wisely unto the poor, In a day of evil doth Jehovah deliver him.
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ Ọma Devid. Ndị a gọziri agọzi ka ha bụ ndị nwere uche na-eleta ndị ogbenye; Onyenwe anyị na-azọpụta ha nʼoge nsogbu.
2 Jehovah doth preserve him and revive him, He is happy in the land, And Thou givest him not into the will of his enemies.
Onyenwe anyị ga-echebe ha, debekwa ha ndụ; ọ ga-eme ka ihe na-agara ha nke ọma nʼala ahụ, ọ gaghị arara ha nye nʼọchịchọ ndị iro ha.
3 Jehovah supporteth on a couch of sickness, All his bed Thou hast turned in his weakness.
Onyenwe anyị na-elekọta ha mgbe ahụ na-esighị ha ike, meekwa ka ahụ dị ha mma.
4 I — I said, 'O Jehovah, favour me, Heal my soul, for I did sin against Thee,'
Ekwuru m sị, “O Onyenwe anyị, meere m ebere; gwọọ m, nʼihi na emehiela m megide gị.”
5 Mine enemies say evil of me: When he dieth — his name hath perished!
Ndị iro m na-esite nʼiro ha ekwu okwu megide m na-asị, “Olee mgbe ọ ga-anwụ ka aha ya laa nʼiyi?”
6 And if he came to see — vanity he speaketh, His heart gathereth iniquity to itself, He goeth out — at the street he speaketh.
Mgbe otu nʼime ha bịara ịhụ m, ọ na-ekwu okwu ụgha, ma obi ya na-achịkọta ihe nkwulu; mgbe ahụ ọ na-apụ, ga kọsaa ya.
7 All hating me whisper together against me, Against me they devise evil to me:
Ndị niile kpọrọ m asị na-agbarịta izu megide m; ha na-echekwa echiche ọjọọ banyere m, na-asịrịta onwe ha:
8 A thing of Belial is poured out on him, And because he lay down he riseth not again.
“Ọrịa ọjọọ adakwasịla ya; ọ gaghị esite na ihe ndina ya bilie ọtọ ọzọ.”
9 Even mine ally, in whom I trusted, One eating my bread, made great the heel against me,
Ọ bụladị ezigbo enyi m, onye m tụkwasịrị obi, onye mụ na ya na-eso erikọ nri m, ebiliela imegide m.
10 And Thou, Jehovah, favour me, And cause me to rise, And I give recompence to them.
Ma gị, O Onyenwe anyị, meere m ebere, mee ka ahụ sie m ike ọzọ, ka m nwee ike kwụghachi ha ụgwọ.
11 By this I have known, That Thou hast delighted in me, Because my enemy shouteth not over me.
Amaara m na ihe banyere m na-atọ gị ụtọ nʼobi, nʼihi na i kwebeghị ka ndị iro m nwee mmeri nʼebe m nọ.
12 As to me, in mine integrity, Thou hast taken hold upon me, And causest me to stand before Thee to the age.
Nʼihi ikwesi ntụkwasị obi m, ị na-akwagide m, mee ka m nọrọ nʼihu gị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
13 Blessed [is] Jehovah, God of Israel, From the age — and unto the age. Amen and Amen.
Otuto dịrị Onyenwe anyị, Chineke nke Izrel, site nʼebighị ebi ruo ebighị ebi.
