Abụ Ọma 59
1 Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ Devid. Abụ miktam nke eji olu abụ “E bibikwala,” abụ. Mgbe Sọl zipụrụ ndị ikom ka e chee ụlọ Devid nche nʼihi igbu ya. O Chineke, site nʼaka ndị iro m gbapụta m, chebe m site nʼaka ndị na-ebili imegide m.
To the chief music-maker; put to At-tashheth. Michtam. Of David. When Saul sent, and they were watching the house, to put him to death. Take me out of the hands of the cruel ones, O my God; keep me safe from those who come up against me.
2 Gbapụta m site nʼaka ndị na-eme ajọ ihe, zọpụtakwa m site nʼaka ndị ogbu mmadụ.
Take me out of the power of the workers of evil, and keep me safe from the men of blood.
3 Lee ka ha siri zoo onwe ha nʼihi ịnapụ m ndụ! Ndị na-eme ihe ike na-agba izu megide m, o Onyenwe anyị, ma ọ bụghị nʼihi ihe m mere maọbụ mmehie m.
For see, they are watching in secret for my soul; the strong have come together against me? but not because of my sin, or my evil-doing, O Lord.
4 Mgbe ọ na-adịghị ihe ọjọọ m mere, ma lee ha dị njikere imegide m. Bilie, bịa nyere m aka; lee ihe ọjọọ dakwasịrị m!
For no sin of mine they go quickly and get themselves ready; be awake and come to my help, and see.
5 Gị, Onyenwe anyị Chineke Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile, gị onye bụ Chineke nke Izrel, kpọtee onwe gị ịta mba niile dị iche iche ahụhụ; e gosikwala ndị na-ezube nzube ọjọọ obi ebere. (Sela)
You, O Lord God of armies, are the God of Israel; come now and give punishment to the nations; have no mercy on any workers of deceit. (Selah)
6 Nʼanyasị, ha na-alaghachi, na-eme mkpọtụ dịka ụmụ nkịta mgbe ha na-akpagharị nʼime obodo.
They come back in the evening; they make a noise like a dog, and go round the town.
7 Lee ihe ha si nʼọnụ ha na-aghụpụta, okwu si nʼọnụ ha na-agbụpụta dị nkọ dịka mma agha, ha na-asịkwa, “Onye pụrụ ịnụ ihe anyị na-ekwu?”
See, hate is dropping from their lips; curses are on their tongues: they say, Who gives attention to it?
8 Ma gị Onyenwe anyị, na-achị ha ọchị; ị na-akwa mba ndị a niile emo.
But you are laughing at them, O Lord; you will make sport of all the nations.
9 O, gị onye bụ ike m, ana m ele anya gị; gị, o Chineke, bụ ebe mgbaba m e wusiri ike.
O my strength, I will put my hope in you; because God is my strong tower.
10 Chineke m, onye m tụkwasịrị obi. Chineke ga-ebutere m ụzọ mekwaa ka m chịa ndị niile na-ekwulu m ọchị.
The God of my mercy will go before me: God will let me see my desire effected on my haters.
11 O Onyenwe anyị na ọta anyị, egbukwala ha, ma ọ bụghị ya, ndị m ga-echefu. Were ike gị mee ka ha wagharịa, wedakwaa ha nʼala.
Put them not to death, for so my people will keep the memory of them: let them be sent in all directions by your power; make them low, O Lord our saviour.
12 Ka e jide ha nʼime nganga ha, nʼihi mmehie si ha nʼọnụ na-apụta, na nʼihi okwu ọnụ ha. Nʼihi okwu ọbụbụ ọnụ ha na okwu ụgha ha,
Because of the sin of their mouths and the word of their lips, let them even be taken in their pride; and for their curses and their deceit,
13 jiri iwe ọkụ repịa ha, repịa ha ruo mgbe ha ga-aghọ ntụ. Mgbe ahụ, a ga-amata ruo na nsọtụ nke ụwa, na Chineke na-achị Jekọb.
Put an end to them in your wrath, put an end to them, so that they may not be seen again; let them see that God is ruling in Jacob and to the ends of the earth. (Selah)
14 Nʼanyasị ha na-alaghachi; na-eme mkpọtụ dịka ụmụ nkịta, mgbe ha na-akpagharị nʼime obodo.
And in the evening let them come back, and make a noise like a dog, and go round the town.
15 Ha na-awagharị na-achọ nri, na-etikwa mkpu ma ọ bụrụ na afọ ejughị ha.
Let them go wandering up and down in search of food, and be there all night if they have not enough.
16 Ma aga m abụ abụ banyere ike gị, nʼụtụtụ aga m abụ abụ banyere ịhụnanya gị; ị bụ ebe mgbaba m e wusiri ike, ebe mgbaba m nʼoge nsogbu.
But I will make songs of your power; yes, I will give cries of joy for your mercy in the morning; because you have been my strength and my high tower in the day of my trouble.
17 O, gị onye bụ ike m, ana m abụku gị abụ otuto; gị, o Chineke, bụ ebe mgbaba m e wusiri ike, Chineke m, onye m na-adabere.
To you, O my strength, will I make my song: because God is my high tower, even the God of my mercy.
