Abụ Ọma 11

1 Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ ọma Devid. Nʼime Onyenwe anyị ka m mere ebe mgbaba m. Gịnị mere i ji na-agwa m okwu sị, “Felagaa nʼelu ugwu gị dịka nnụnụ.”

TO THE OVERSEER. BY DAVID. In YHWH I trusted, how do you say to my soul, “They moved to your mountain [as] the bird?”

2 Nʼihi na ndị ajọ omume ekweela ụta ha; ha edoziela àkụ nʼelu eriri ụta ha, zoo onwe ha nʼakụkụ ụzọ, ịnọ nʼọchịchịrị, gbaa ndị obi ha ziri ezi ụta.

For behold, the wicked bend a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

3 Mgbe a na-ebibi ntọala niile, gịnị ka ndị ezi omume pụrụ ime?

When the foundations are destroyed, The righteous—what has he done?

4 Onyenwe anyị nọ nʼụlọnsọ ukwuu ya; Onyenwe anyị nọkwa nʼelu ocheeze ya dị nʼeluigwe. Ọ na-ahụzu ihe niile ụmụ mmadụ na-eme; anya ya na-anwalekwa ụzọ ha.

YHWH [is] in His holy temple: YHWH—His throne [is] in the heavens. His eyes see—His eyelids try the sons of men.

5 Onyenwe anyị na-ele onye ezi omume ule, ma onye ajọ omume na ndị niile hụrụ imebi iwu nʼanya, ka ọ na-akpọ asị nke ukwuu.

YHWH tries the righteous. And the wicked and the lover of violence, His soul has hated,

6 Ọ ga-eme ka nkume ọkụ zokwasị ndị ajọ omume dịka mmiri ozuzo; oke ifufe dị ọkụ ga-abụ ihe nketa ha.

He pours on the wicked snares, fire, and brimstone, And a horrible wind [is] the portion of their cup.

7 Nʼihi na Onyenwe anyị bụ onye ezi omume, ọ hụkwara ikpe ziri ezi nʼanya; ndị ezi omume niile ga-ahụkwa ihu ya anya.

For YHWH [is] righteous, He has loved righteousness, His countenance sees the upright!