Abụ Ọma 114

1 Mgbe ụmụ Izrel si nʼala Ijipt pụta, mgbe ezinaụlọ Jekọb sitekwara nʼebe ndị asụsụ ha dị iche pụta,

In the going out of Israel from Egypt, The house of Jacob from a strange people,

2 Juda ghọrọ ebe nsọ Chineke, Izrel ghọrọ ala ọ na-achị.

Judah became His sanctuary, Israel his dominion.

3 Osimiri hụrụ ya, gbaa ọsọ, osimiri Jọdan hụkwara ya chigharịa laa azụ;

The sea hath seen, and fleeth, The Jordan turneth backward.

4 Ugwu ukwu niile wụliri elu dịka ebule; ugwu nta niile wụlikwara elu dịka ụmụ atụrụ.

The mountains have skipped as rams, Heights as sons of a flock.

5 Gịnị mere gị oke osimiri, i ji na-agba ọsọ? Osimiri Jọdan, gịnị na-eme gị i ji chigharịa laa azụ?

What — to thee, O sea, that thou fleest? O Jordan, thou turnest back!

6 Gịnị na-eme unu, ugwu ukwu niile unu ji na-awụli elu dịka ụmụ ebule? Gịnị na-emekwa unu, ugwu nta niile, unu ji na-awụli elu dịka ụmụ atụrụ?

O mountains, ye skip as rams! O heights, as sons of a flock!

7 Ka ụwa niile maa jijiji nʼihu Onyenwe anyị, ka ọ maakwa jijiji nʼihu Chineke nke Jekọb,

From before the Lord be afraid, O earth, From before the God of Jacob,

8 onye mere ka oke nkume ghọọ ọdọ mmiri, onye mere ka ọmụ nkume ghọọ isi iyi mmiri.

He is turning the rock to a pool of waters, The flint to a fountain of waters!