Abụ Ọma 139
1 Abụ nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ Ọma Devid. O Onyenwe anyị, ị nyochaala m, ị makwaara m nke ọma
To the Chief Musician, David’s. A Melody. O Yahweh! thou hast searched me, and observed:
2 Ị maara mgbe m na-anọdụ ala na mgbe m na-eguzo ọtọ; site nʼebe dị anya, ị na-aghọta echiche obi m niile.
Thou, hast observed my downsitting and mine uprising, Thou hast given heed to my desire, from afar:
3 Ị na-ahụzu ọpụpụ m na ndina ala m; ị mazukwara ụzọ m niile.
My path and my couch, hast thou examined, and, all my ways, thou well knowest.
4 O Onyenwe anyị, ị maara ihe m gaje ikwu tupu m kwuo ya.
Surely there hath not been a word on my tongue, [but] behold! O Yahweh, thou hast observed it on every side.
5 Ị na-anọ m nʼihu, ma na-esokwa m nʼazụ, ị tụkwasịla m aka gị.
Behind and before, hast thou shut me in, and hast laid upon me thy hand: —
6 Ihe ọmụma dị otu a dị oke omimi nye m, ọ dịkwa elu apụghị m iru ya.
Knowledge, too wonderful, for me! high, I cannot attain to it!
7 Ebee ka m ga-ezo onwe m si otu a zonarị Mmụọ gị? Ebeekwa ka m pụrụ ịgbaga ka m si nʼihu gị zoo onwe m?
Whither can I go from thy spirit? or whither, from thy face, can I flee?
8 Ọ bụrụ na m arịgoro nʼeluigwe ị nọ nʼebe ahụ. Ọ bụrụkwa na m arịda zoo onwe m nʼala mmụọ, ị nọkwa nʼebe ahụ. (Sheol h7585)
If I ascend the heavens, there, thou art! If I spread out hades as my couch, behold thee! (Sheol h7585)
9 Ọ bụrụ na m efepụ nʼisi ụtụtụ dịka nwa nnụnụ, felagaa nʼebe dị nnọọ anya nke oke osimiri,
If I mount the wings of the dawn, settle down in the region beyond the sea,
10 ọ bụladị nʼebe ahụ ka aka gị ga na-edu m aka nri gị ga-ejidesi m ike.
Even there, thy hand shall lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.
11 Ọ bụrụ na m asị, “Nʼezie, ọchịchịrị ga-ekpuchi m ìhè ga-aghọ abalị gbaa m gburugburu.”
If I say, Surely, darkness, shall cover me! then, night, is light about me.
12 Ọ bụladị ọchịchịrị agaghị abụ ọchịchịrị nʼebe ị nọ; abalị ga-enye ìhè dịka ehihie, nʼihi na ọchịchịrị dị ka ìhè nʼebe ị nọ.
Even darkness, will not conceal from thee, —but, night, like day, will shine, So is the darkness, as the light!
13 Ọ bụ gị kpụrụ akụkụ niile dị m nʼahụ. Ọ bụkwa gị jikọtara ha niile ka ha bụrụ otu mmadụ nʼime afọ nne m.
For, thou, didst possess thyself of my reins, thou didst weave me together in the womb of my mother.
14 Ana m eto gị nʼihi na abụ m onye e sitere nʼoke egwu na ebube kee; ọrụ gị niile dị ebube; amaara m nke a nke ọma.
I thank thee, in that fearfully was my being distinguished, Wonderful are thy works, and, mine own soul, is observing [them] intently!
15 Ụdịdị m abụghị ihe zoro ezo nʼebe ị nọ mgbe a kpụrụ m nʼebe nzuzo ahụ, mgbe a kpakọtara m nʼebe omimi nke ụwa.
My substance was not hid from thee, —when I was made in secret, when I was skilfully figured in the lower parts of the earth.
16 Anya gị abụọ hụrụ ahụ m mgbe ọ na-enweghị ụdịdị ọbụla. E dere ụbọchị niile a kwadoro m nʼime akwụkwọ gị tupu otu nʼime ha adịrị.
Mine unfinished substance, thine eyes beheld, and, in thy book, all the parts thereof were written, —the days they should be fashioned! while yet there was not one among them.
17 Lee ka echiche ị na-eche banyere m si dị oke ọnụahịa, o Chineke! Leekwa ka ha si dị ukwuu.
To me, then, how precious have thy desires become, O GOD! How numerous, the heads of them!
18 Ọ bụrụ na m agụọ ha ọnụ, ha ga-adị ukwuu karịa ọnụọgụgụ aja dị nʼala. Mgbe m tetara, mụ na gị ka nọ.
I would recount them! Beyond the sands, they multiply, I rouse myself—and am still with thee.
19 O Chineke, a sịkwarị na ị ga-ala ndị ajọ omume niile nʼiyi! Sitenụ nʼebe m nọ pụọ, unu ndị na-akwafu ọbara!
Wilt thou not, O GOD, slay the lawless one? Therefore, ye men of bloodshed, depart from me!
20 Site nʼechiche ọjọọ, ha na-ekwu okwu banyere gị; ndị iro gị na-ekwutọ aha gị.
For they speak of thee wickedly, Thy foes lift up [their hand] unto falsehood.
21 O Onyenwe anyị, ọ bụ na m akpọghị ha asị bụ ndị kpọrọ gị asị, na-asọkwa ndị na-enupu isi megide gị oyi?
Do I not hate, them who hate thee, O Yahweh? And loathe, them who rise up against thee?
22 Ọ bụ naanị ịkpọ asị ka m nwere nʼebe ha nọ? Ana m agụnye ha dịka ndị iro m.
With completeness of hatred, I hate them, As enemies, have they become to me.
23 O Chineke, nyochaa m, mara obi m. Nwaa m, matakwa echiche uche m niile.
Search me, O GOD, and observe my heart, Try me, and observe my cares;
24 Chọpụta ma o nwere ihe ọjọọ dị nʼime m, ma duo m nʼụzọ ebighị ebi.
And see if there be any idol-way in me, and lead me in a way age-abiding.
