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 song, a psalm of David. My heart is fixed, God; I will sing, yes, I will sing praises also with my honored heart.

2 Teta! Ụbọ akwara na une! Aga m akpọte chi ọbụbọ.

Wake up, lute and harp; I will wake up the dawn.

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 give thanks to you, Yahweh, among the peoples; I will sing praises to you among the nations.

4 Nʼihi na ịhụnanya gị dị ukwuu karịa eluigwe; ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị na-erukwa mbara eluigwe.

For your covenant faithfulness is great above the heavens; and your trustworthiness reaches to the skies.

5 Ka e bulie gị elu, o Chineke, karịa eluigwe niile, ka ebube gị dị nʼelu ụwa niile.

Be exalted, God, above the heavens, and may your glory be exalted over all the earth.

6 Were aka nri gị zọpụta anyị ma nyere anyị aka, ka a gbapụta ndị ị hụrụ nʼanya.

So that those you love may be rescued, rescue us with your right hand and answer 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 has spoken in his holiness; “I will rejoice; I will divide Shechem and apportion out the Valley of Succoth.

8 Gilead bụ nke m, Manase bụkwa nke m; Ifrem bụ okpu igwe m, Juda bụ mkpara eze m.

Gilead is mine, and Manasseh is mine; Ephraim also is my helmet; Judah is my scepter.

9 Moab bụ efere ịkwọ aka m, aga m atụsa akpụkpọụkwụ m nʼelu Edọm nʼelu isi Filistia, ana m eti mkpu mmeri.”

Moab is my washbasin; over Edom I will throw my shoe; I will shout in triumph because of Philistia.

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 to Edom?”

11 Ọ bụghị gị, o Chineke? Gị onye jụrụ anyị, onye na-adịghị esokwa ndị agha anyị aga agha?

God, have you not rejected us? You do not go into battle with our army.

12 Nyere anyị aka ka anyị pụọ nʼaka ndị iro, nʼihi na inyeaka mmadụ bụ ihe efu.

Give us help against the enemy, for man's help is futile.

13 Site na Chineke, anyị ga-enwe mmeri, ọ ga-azọpịa ndị iro anyị niile nʼala.

We will triumph with God's help; he will trample down our enemies.