Abụ Ọma 2
1 Gịnị mere mba niile ji agba izu nzuzo? Gịnị mere ndị mmadụ ji na-apịa ọpịpịa nke na-abaghị uru?
Why are the nations in turmoil, and why do the peoples make plots that will fail?
2 Ndị eze nke ụwa na-eguzokwa onwe ha, ndị na-achị achị na-agbakọtakwa imegide Onyenwe anyị na imegide Onye ya e tere mmanụ.
The kings of the earth take their stand together and the rulers conspire together against Yahweh and against his Messiah, saying,
3 Ha na-asị, “Ka anyị tijie mkpọrọ igwe niile ha kere anyị ma tufukwaa ha, nwere onwe anyị.”
“Let us tear off the shackles they put on us and throw off their chains.”
4 Onye na-anọdụ nʼeluigwe na-achị ọchị. Onyenwe anyị na-akwa ha emo.
He who sits in the heavens will sneer at them; the Lord mocks them.
5 Mgbe ahụ, ọ na-eji iwe baara ha mba mee ka ụjọ jupụta ha obi nʼihi oke iwe ya.
Then he will speak to them in his anger and terrify them in his rage, saying,
6 “Mụ onwe m eguzobela m eze m na Zayọn, ugwu m dị nsọ.”
“I myself have anointed my king on Zion, my holy mountain.”
7 Aga m ekwusa iwu Onyenwe anyị: Ọ sịrị m, “Ị bụ Ọkpara m; taa abụrụla m nna gị.
I will announce a decree of Yahweh. He said to me, “You are my son! This day I have become your father.
8 Rịọọ m, aga m enye gị mba niile nke ụwa ka ha bụrụ ihe nketa gị.
Ask me, and I will give you the nations for your inheritance and the farthermost regions of the earth for your possession.
9 Ị ga-eji mkpara igwe chịa ha, tipịa ha dịka onye na-akpụ ite si etipịa ite ndị ọ kpụrụ na-adịghị mma.”
You will break them with an iron rod; like a jar of a potter, you will smash them to pieces.”
10 Nʼihi nke a, unu ndị eze, bụrụnụ ndị nwere uche; ka nke a bụrụkwa ihe ịdọ aka na ntị nye ndị na-achị achị nʼụwa.
So now, you kings, be warned; be corrected, you rulers of the earth.
11 Jirinụ ịtụ egwu fee Onyenwe anyị ofufe; jirikwanụ ịma jijiji ṅụrịa ọṅụ nʼihu ya.
Worship Yahweh in fear and rejoice with trembling.
12 Sutukwanụ Ọkpara ahụ ọnụ ka iwe ghara iwe ya, ka unu ghara ị bụ ndị a lara nʼiyi nʼụzọ unu. Nʼihi na iwe ya pụrụ ịmalite nʼotu ntabi anya. Ndị niile na-eme ya ebe mgbaba ha bụ ndị a gọziri agọzi.
Kiss the son or he will be angry with you, and you will die in the way when his anger burns for just a moment. How blessed are all those who seek refuge in him.
