Abụ Ọma 38
1 Abụ Ọma Devid. Arịrịọ. Biko, Onyenwe anyị, abarala m mba nʼiwe, maọbụ taa m ahụhụ mgbe iwe gị dị ọkụ.
A Psalm of David. A lament. Reprove me not, Lord, in your anger, and chasten me not in your wrath;
2 Nʼihi na àkụ gị niile amapuola m ahụ, aka gị adakwasịkwala m, dịka ọ bụ ọkpọ.
for your arrows have sunk into me, and your hand lies heavy upon me.
3 Nʼihi oke iwe gị, ọ dịghị izuoke dị nʼime anụ ahụ; enweghịkwa m udo nʼime ọkpụkpụ m niile nʼihi mmehie m.
In my flesh is no soundness because of your anger, no health in my bones, because of my sin.
4 Mmetụta ikpe ọmụma m na-adakwasị m dịka ibu arọ nke dị arọ karịa m.
For that my guilt is gone over my head: it weighs like a burden too heavy for me.
5 Ọnya m na-ere ure na-asọ oyi nʼihi mmehie enweghị uche m.
My wounds stink and fester, for my foolishness I am tormented.
6 Abụ m onye a nyidara ma kwatukwaa nʼala ogologo ụbọchị niile, ana m agagharị nʼiru ụjụ.
Bent and bowed am I utterly, all the day going in mourning.
7 Azụ na-egbu m mgbu nke ukwuu ahụ adịghịkwa m.
My loins are filled with burning, and in my flesh is no soundness.
8 Ume ọbụla adịghịkwa nʼime. Adị m ka onye e gwepịara egwepịa. Ana m asụ ude nʼihi oke ihe mgbu nke obi.
I am utterly crushed and numb; I cry louder than lion roars.
9 O Onyenwe m, ị maara agụụ niile nke na-agụ obi m; ịsụ ude m ezokwaghị ezo nʼebe ị nọ.
Lord, you know all that I long for, my groans are not hidden from you.
10 Obi na-alọ m mmiri, ike na-agwụkwa m, ìhè esitekwala nʼanya m pụọ.
My heart is throbbing, my strength has failed me. The light of my eyes – even it is gone from me.
11 Ndị m hụrụ nʼanya na ndị enyi m na-asọ m oyi nʼihi ọnya m, ndị agbataobi m na-anọ m ebe dị anya.
My dear ones and friends keep aloof, and my neighbors stand afar off.
12 Ndị na-achọ igbu m na-esiri m ọnya, ndị ahụ chọrọ imerụ m ahụ na-ekwu maka ihe dakwasịrị m; ogologo ụbọchị niile ha na-agba izuzu aghụghọ.
They who aim at my life lay their snares, they who seek my hurt speak of ruin, nursing treachery all the day long.
13 Adị m ka onye ntị chiri, onye na-apụghị ịnụ ihe ọbụla, dịka onye ogbu, onye na-apụghị imeghe ọnụ ya.
But I turn a deaf ear and hear not; like the dumb I open not my mouth.
14 Adịla m dịka onye na-anaghị anụ ihe, onye ọnụ ya apụghị ịsa okwu.
I am like one without hearing, with no arguments in my mouth.
15 O Onyenwe anyị, ana m eche gị; o Onyenwe m Chineke m, ị ga-aza.
For my hope, O Lord, is in you. You will answer, O Lord my God,
16 Nʼihi na asịrị m, “Ekwela ka ha ṅụrịa ọṅụ nʼisi m; maọbụ bulie onwe ha elu nʼebe m nọ mgbe ụkwụ m na-agbuchapụ.”
when I utter the hope that those who made scorn of my tottering feet may not rejoice over me.
17 Nʼihi na lee, ana m achọ ịda ada. Anọkwa m nʼọnọdụ oke mgbu.
For I am ready to fall, my pain forsakes me never.
18 Ana m ekwupụta mmehie m; mmehie m na-ewute m.
I acknowledge my guilt, I am anxious because of my sin:
19 Ndị iro m, ndị na-eme ihe ike dị ọtụtụ, ndị na-akpọ m asị, na-enweghị ihe m mere, bara ụba.
My wanton assailants are strong, those who wrongfully hate me are many,
20 Ndị na-eji ihe ọjọọ akwụghachi m ezi ihe, na-ebo ebubo megide m nʼagbanyeghị na m na-achọ ime naanị ezi ihe.
who render me evil for good, and oppose me, because I make good my goal.
21 O Onyenwe anyị, ahapụkwala m; O Chineke m, anọkwala m ebe dị anya.
Do not forsake me, O Lord; my God, be not far from me.
22 Bịa ọsịịsọ inyere m aka Onyenwe m na Onye nzọpụta m.
Hasten to help me, O Lord my savior.
