Abụ Ọma 57
1 Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Nke olu abụ “E bibikwala” Devid. Abụ miktam. Mgbe ọ gbapụrụ ga biri nʼime ọgba nkume nʼihi Sọl. Meere m ebere, O Chineke, meere m ebere, nʼihi na ọ bụ gị ka mkpụrụobi m ji mere ebe mgbaba. Ọ bụ na ndo nke nku gị abụọ ka m ga-agbaba tutuu ihe mbibi ndị a agafesịa.
To the chief music-maker; put to Al-tashheth. Michtam. Of David. When he went in flight from Saul, in the hole of the rock. Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me; for the hope of my soul is in you: I will keep myself safely under the shade of your wings, till these troubles are past.
2 Aga m akpọku Chineke nke kachasị ihe niile elu, Chineke na-emezuru m ihe niile na-akpa m mkpa.
I will send up my cry to the Most High God; to God who does all things for me.
3 Ọ na-esite nʼeluigwe zidata inyeaka ma zọpụta m na-abara ndị ahụ ji ike na-achụ m mba; (Sela) Chineke na-ezite ịhụnanya ya na ikwesi ntụkwasị obi ya.
He will send from heaven, and take me from the power of him whose desire is for my destruction. God will send out his mercy and his good faith.
4 Anọ m nʼetiti ọtụtụ ọdụm; amanyere m ka m dina nʼetiti ajọ anụ ọhịa, ụmụ mmadụ ndị eze ha dị nkọ dịka àkụ na ùbe, ire ha dịkwa nkọ dịka mma agha.
My soul is among lions; I am stretched out among those who are on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and whose tongue is a sharp sword.
5 O Chineke, ka e bulie gị elu karịa eluigwe niile; ka ebube gị dị nʼelu ụwa niile.
O God, be lifted up higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.
6 Ha gbasaara ụkwụ m ụgbụ, ihe mgbu nyịturu m. Ha egwuola olulu nʼụzọ m si agafe, ma ha onwe ha adabala nʼime ya. (Sela)
They have made ready a net for my steps; my soul is bent down; they have made a great hole before me, and have gone down into it themselves. (Selah)
7 Obi m dị njikere, o Chineke, obi m dị njikere sikwaa ike; aga m abụ abụ, kụkwaa egwu.
My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs, and give praise.
8 Teta nʼụra mkpụrụobi m! Teta, ụbọ akwara na une! Aga m akpọte chi ọbụbọ.
You are my glory; let the instruments of music be awake; I myself will be awake with the dawn.
9 O Onyenwe anyị, aga m eto gị nʼetiti mba niile; aga m abụ abụ banyere gị nʼetiti ndị niile dị iche iche.
I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make songs to you among the nations.
10 Nʼihi na ịhụnanya gị dị ukwuu na-eru na mbara eluigwe; ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị na-erukwa mbara eluigwe.
For your mercy is great, stretching up to the heavens, and your righteousness goes up to the clouds.
11 O Chineke, ka e bulie gị elu karịa eluigwe; ka ebube gị dị nʼelu ụwa niile.
Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens, let your glory be over all the earth.
