Abụ Ọma 3
1 Abụ Ọma Devid. Nke o dere mgbe o si nʼihu Absalọm gbapụ ọsọ ndụ. O Onyenwe anyị, ọnụọgụgụ ndị iro m dị ọtụtụ. Ọtụtụ ndị mmadụ na-ebili imegide m.
[A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] Jehovah, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
2 Ọtụtụ nʼime ha na-ekwu banyere m sị, “Chineke agaghị azọpụta ya.” (Sela)
Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." (Selah)
3 Ma gị, Onyenwe anyị bụ ọta na-ekpuchi m; I na-ebuli isi m elu na-eme ka m bụrụ onye nwere nsọpụrụ.
But you, Jehovah, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 Etikuru m Onyenwe anyị mkpu akwa, ọ nụkwara olu m, sitekwa nʼugwu nsọ ya za m. (Sela)
I cried out to Jehovah with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 Edinara m ala, hie ụra, ma bilikwa nʼụtụtụ nʼudo, nʼihi na Onyenwe anyị na-eche m nche.
I lay down and slept. I awoke, for Jehovah sustains me.
6 A sịkwa na iri puku kwụrụ puku ndị iro agbaa m gburugburu, agaghị m atụ egwu ọbụla.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
7 Bilie Onyenwe anyị! Zọpụta m Chineke m! Tie ndị iro m niile aka nʼagba; tipụkwa ndị ajọ omume eze nʼọnụ.
Arise, Jehovah. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Nʼihi na nzọpụta na-esite nʼebe Onyenwe anyị nọ na-abịa. Ka ngọzị gị dịịrị ndị gị niile. (Sela)
Salvation belongs to Jehovah. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
