Abụ Ọma 41
1 Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ Ọma Devid. Ndị a gọziri agọzi ka ha bụ ndị nwere uche na-eleta ndị ogbenye; Onyenwe anyị na-azọpụta ha nʼoge nsogbu.
To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. How happy is he that is attentive to the poor, In the day of calamity, will Yahweh deliver him:
2 Onyenwe anyị ga-echebe ha, debekwa ha ndụ; ọ ga-eme ka ihe na-agara ha nke ọma nʼala ahụ, ọ gaghị arara ha nye nʼọchịchọ ndị iro ha.
Yahweh, will preserve him and keep him alive, And he shall be pronounced happy in the land, Do not then give him up at the desire of his enemies!
3 Onyenwe anyị na-elekọta ha mgbe ahụ na-esighị ha ike, meekwa ka ahụ dị ha mma.
Yahweh, will sustain him upon the bed of sickness, All his couch, hast thou transformed in his disease.
4 Ekwuru m sị, “O Onyenwe anyị, meere m ebere; gwọọ m, nʼihi na emehiela m megide gị.”
I, said—O Yahweh, show me favour, heal thou my soul, for I have sinned against thee:
5 Ndị iro m na-esite nʼiro ha ekwu okwu megide m na-asị, “Olee mgbe ọ ga-anwụ ka aha ya laa nʼiyi?”
Mine enemies, speak ill of me, When will he die, and his name perish?
6 Mgbe otu nʼime ha bịara ịhụ m, ọ na-ekwu okwu ụgha, ma obi ya na-achịkọta ihe nkwulu; mgbe ahụ ọ na-apụ, ga kọsaa ya.
And, if he have come to see me, Falsehood, doth he speak, His own heart, gathereth iniquity to itself, he goeth forth, abroad he telleth it.
7 Ndị niile kpọrọ m asị na-agbarịta izu megide m; ha na-echekwa echiche ọjọọ banyere m, na-asịrịta onwe ha:
Together—against me, do all who hate me whisper among themselves, Against me, devise they hurt for me.
8 “Ọrịa ọjọọ adakwasịla ya; ọ gaghị esite na ihe ndina ya bilie ọtọ ọzọ.”
An infliction of the Abandoned One hath been fixed upon him, and, now that he hath lien down, he will not again rise.
9 Ọ bụladị ezigbo enyi m, onye m tụkwasịrị obi, onye mụ na ya na-eso erikọ nri m, ebiliela imegide m.
Even the man whom I used to salute, in whom I put confidence, who used to eat my bread, —hath magnified his heel against me!
10 Ma gị, O Onyenwe anyị, meere m ebere, mee ka ahụ sie m ike ọzọ, ka m nwee ike kwụghachi ha ụgwọ.
But, thou, O Yahweh, show me favour and raise me up, That I may repay them.
11 Amaara m na ihe banyere m na-atọ gị ụtọ nʼobi, nʼihi na i kwebeghị ka ndị iro m nwee mmeri nʼebe m nọ.
Hereby, do I know that thou delightest in me, In that mine enemy shall not raise a shout over me.
12 Nʼihi ikwesi ntụkwasị obi m, ị na-akwagide m, mee ka m nọrọ nʼihu gị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
But, as for me, In my blamelessness, hast thou held me fast, And hast caused me to stand before thee unto times age-abiding.
13 Otuto dịrị Onyenwe anyị, Chineke nke Izrel, site nʼebighị ebi ruo ebighị ebi.
Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel, From the age that is past, even unto the age yet to come: Amen and Amen!
