< Abụ Ọma 108 >
1 Abụ, Abụ Ọma Devid. Obi m dị njikere, o Chineke; aga m eji mkpụrụobi m niile bụọ abụ ma kụkwaa egwu.
A canticle of a psalm for David himself. My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready: I will sing, and will give praise, with my glory.
2 Teta! Ụbọ akwara na une! Aga m akpọte chi ọbụbọ.
Arise, my glory; arise, psaltery and harp: I will arise in the morning early.
3 Aga m eto gị, O Onyenwe anyị, nʼetiti mba niile; aga m abụ abụ banyere gị nʼetiti ndị niile dị iche iche.
I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people: and I will sing unto thee among the populations.
4 Nʼihi na ịhụnanya gị dị ukwuu karịa eluigwe; ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị na-erukwa mbara eluigwe.
For thy mercy is great above the heavens: and thy truth even unto the clouds.
5 Ka e bulie gị elu, o Chineke, karịa eluigwe niile, ka ebube gị dị nʼelu ụwa niile.
Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory over all the earth:
6 Were aka nri gị zọpụta anyị ma nyere anyị aka, ka a gbapụta ndị ị hụrụ nʼanya.
That thy beloved may be delivered. Save with thy right hand and hear me.
7 Chineke esitela nʼịdị nsọ ya kwuo, sị, “Nʼọnọdụ ọṅụ nke mmeri, aga m ekesa Shekem, tụkwaa Ndagwurugwu Sukọt nʼihe ọtụtụ, nyepụ ya.
God hath spoken in his holiness. I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem and I will mete out the vale of tabernacles.
8 Gilead bụ nke m, Manase bụkwa nke m; Ifrem bụ okpu igwe m, Juda bụ mkpara eze m.
Galaad is mine, and Manasses is mine and Ephraim the protection of my head. Juda is my king:
9 Moab bụ efere ịkwọ aka m, aga m atụsa akpụkpọụkwụ m nʼelu Edọm nʼelu isi Filistia, ana m eti mkpu mmeri.”
Moab the pot of my hope. Over Edom I will stretch out my shoe: the aliens are become my friends.
10 Onye ga-akpọrọ m gaa nʼobodo e wusiri ike? Onye ga-edu m gaa Edọm?
Who will bring me into the strong city? who will lead me into Edom?
11 Ọ bụghị gị, o Chineke? Gị onye jụrụ anyị, onye na-adịghị esokwa ndị agha anyị aga agha?
Wilt not thou, O God, who hast cast us off? and wilt not thou, O God, go forth with our armies?
12 Nyere anyị aka ka anyị pụọ nʼaka ndị iro, nʼihi na inyeaka mmadụ bụ ihe efu.
O grant us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.
13 Site na Chineke, anyị ga-enwe mmeri, ọ ga-azọpịa ndị iro anyị niile nʼala.
Through God we shall do mightily: and he will bring our enemies to nothing.