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 Musician. 'Destroy not.' Of David. Michtam; when he fled from Saul in the cave. Be gracious unto me, O God, be gracious unto me; for my soul taketh refuge in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings do I take refuge, until the calamities be overpast.
2 Aga m akpọku Chineke nke kachasị ihe niile elu, Chineke na-emezuru m ihe niile na-akpa m mkpa.
I will call unto God, the Most High; unto God that performeth [all] 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 the heavens and save me; he hath covered with reproach him that would swallow me up. (Selah) God hath sent forth his loving-kindness and his truth.
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 in the midst of lions; I lie down [among] them that breathe out flames, the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 O Chineke, ka e bulie gị elu karịa eluigwe niile; ka ebube gị dị nʼelu ụwa niile.
Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let thy glory be above 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 prepared a net for my steps; my soul was bowed down: they have digged a pit before me; they are fallen into the midst thereof. (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 sing, yea, I will sing psalms.
8 Teta nʼụra mkpụrụobi m! Teta, ụbọ akwara na une! Aga m akpọte chi ọbụbọ.
Awake, my glory; awake, lute and harp: I will wake 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 thee thanks among the peoples, O Lord; of thee will I sing psalms among the nations:
10 Nʼihi na ịhụnanya gị dị ukwuu na-eru na mbara eluigwe; ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị na-erukwa mbara eluigwe.
For thy loving-kindness is great unto the heavens, and thy truth unto the clouds.
11 O Chineke, ka e bulie gị elu karịa eluigwe; ka ebube gị dị nʼelu ụwa niile.
Be exalted above the heavens, O God; let thy glory be above all the earth!
