Abụ Ọma 16
1 Abụ miktam nke Devid. Chebe m, O Chineke, nʼihi na nʼime gị ka m gbabara izere ndụ.
Michtam of David. Preserve me, O God: for I trust in thee.
2 A gwara m Onyenwe anyị, “Ị bụ Onyenwe m, e wezuga gị, enwekwaghị m ọdịmma ọbụla.”
Thou [my soul] hast said to Jehovah, Thou art the Lord: my goodness [extendeth] not to thee; —
3 Ana m asị maka ndị nsọ bụ ndị nọ nʼala a, “Ha bụ ndị a na-asọpụrụ, ndị ihe ha nʼatọ m ụtọ.”
To the saints that are on the earth, and to the excellent [thou hast said], In them is all my delight.
4 Iru ụjụ nke ndị ahụ na-agbaso chi ndị ọzọ ga-aba ụba. Agaghị m eso ha wụsa aja ihe ọṅụṅụ ọbara nye chi ndị a, maọbụ were egbugbere ọnụ m kpọọ aha ha.
Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another: their drink-offerings of blood will I not offer, and I will not take up their names into my lips.
5 Onyenwe anyị, i nyeela m oke m na iko m; ị na-elekọta ihe niile bụ nke m site nʼife nza.
Jehovah is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot.
6 Ọtụtụ oke ala niile dabara m nʼebe dị ezi mma; nʼezie, e nwere m ihe nketa nke na-enye m ọṅụ.
The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.
7 Aga m eto Onyenwe anyị, onye na-adụ m ọdụ; ọ bụladị nʼabalị, obi m na-agwa m ihe m ga-eme.
I will bless Jehovah, who giveth me counsel; even in the nights my reins instruct me.
8 Ana m elekwasị Onyenwe anyị anya mgbe niile. Ebe ọ nọ nʼaka nri m, agaghị m ama jijiji.
I have set Jehovah continually before me; because [he is] at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
9 Nʼihi nke a, obi dị m ụtọ, ire m jupụtakwara nʼọṅụ; aga m anọkwa nʼudo.
Therefore my heart rejoiceth, and my glory exulteth; my flesh moreover shall dwell in hope.
10 Nʼihi na ị gaghị ahapụ m nʼala mmụọ, ị gaghị ekwekwa ka Onye gị kwesiri ntụkwasị obi hụ ire ure. (Sheol h7585)
For thou wilt not leave my soul to Sheol, neither wilt thou allow thy Holy One to see corruption. (Sheol h7585)
11 I gosila m ụzọ ndụ; ị ga-eji ọṅụ mejupụta obi m nʼihu gị; ya na ihe ụtọ ndị dị nʼaka nri gị ruo ebighị ebi.
Thou wilt make known to me the path of life: thy countenance is fulness of joy; at thy right hand are pleasures for evermore.
