Abụ Ọma 138

1 Abụ Ọma Devid. O Onyenwe anyị, aga m eji obi m niile too gị; nʼihu chi niile dị iche iche ka m ga-abụku gị abụ otuto.

A psalm of David. I will give you thanks with my whole heart; before the gods I will sing praises to you.

2 Aga m akpọ isiala nʼebe ụlọnsọ ukwu gị dị aga m etokwa aha gị nʼihi ịhụnanya gị na ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị, nʼihi na i meela ka aha gị na okwu gị dị elu karịa ihe niile.

I will bow down toward your holy temple and give thanks to your name for your covenant faithfulness and for your trustworthiness. You have made your word and your name more important than anything else.

3 Mgbe m kpọkuru gị, ị zara m; i mere m ka m nwee nkwuwa okwu ma guzosiekwa ike.

On the day that I called you, you answered me; you made me bold and strengthened my soul.

4 O Onyenwe anyị, ka ndị eze niile nọ nʼụwa too gị, mgbe ha nụrụ ihe niile i nyere nʼiwu.

All the kings of the earth will give you thanks, Yahweh, for they will hear the words from your mouth.

5 Ka ha bụọ abụ banyere ụzọ niile nke Onyenwe anyị, nʼihi na ebube Onyenwe anyị dị ukwuu.

Indeed, they will sing of the deeds of Yahweh, for great is the glory of Yahweh.

6 Nʼagbanyeghị na Onyenwe anyị dị ukwuu, ọ na-elekwasị ndị dị umeala nʼobi anya, ma ọ naghị ekwe ka ndị nganga bịa ya nso.

For though Yahweh is high, yet he cares for the lowly, but the proud he knows from far off.

7 A sịkwarị na m na-eje ije nʼetiti nsogbu, ị na-echebe ndụ m; ị na-esetipụ aka gị megide iwe ndị kpọrọ m asị, ị na-eji aka nri gị zọpụta m.

Though I walk in the middle of danger, you will preserve my life; you will reach out with your hand against the anger of my enemies, and your right hand will save me.

8 Onyenwe anyị ga-emezuru m ihe niile o kwadoro m; ịhụnanya gị, o Onyenwe anyị, na-adịgide ruo mgbe ebighị ebi, ahapụkwala ọrụ aka gị niile.

Yahweh is with me to the end; your covenant faithfulness, Yahweh, endures forever. Do not forsake the ones whom your hands have made.