Abụ Ọma 64

1 Abụ Ọma dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ Ọma Devid. Nụrụ olu m O Chineke, mgbe m na-akọsara gị ihe na-esogbu m. Chebe ndụ m site nʼaka ndị iro m.

To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice in my plaint; preserve my life from fear of the enemy:

2 Zopu m pụọ nʼizu nzuzo niile nke ndị ọjọọ, site nʼatụmatụ ndị na-eme ajọ ihe.

Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers, from the tumultuous crowd of the workers of iniquity,

3 Ha na-amụ ire ha dịka e si amụ mma agha, na-agbapụ okwu dịka àkụ ọjọọ.

Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword, [and] have aimed their arrow, a bitter word;

4 Ha na-agba onye na-enweghị ihe o mere àkụ site nʼebe nzuzo, na mberede ka ha na-agba ya, na-atụghị egwu.

That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.

5 Ha na-agbarịta ibe ha ume na-atụmatụ ọjọọ, ha na-ekwu banyere isi ọnya ha na nzuzo, ha na-asị, “Onye ga-ahụ ya?”

They encourage themselves in an evil matter, they concert to hide snares; they say, Who will see them?

6 Ha na-atụpụta atụmatụ ọjọọ na-asị, “Anyị echepụtala atụmatụ zuruoke!” Nʼezie, uche na obi mmadụ dị aghụghọ.

They devise iniquities: We have it ready, the plan is diligently sought out. And each one's inward [thought] and heart is deep.

7 Ma Chineke ga-agba ha àkụ, na mberede ka a ga-etida ha.

But God will shoot an arrow at them: suddenly are they wounded;

8 Ọ ga-atụgharị okwu ọnụ ha megide ha, mee ka ha laa nʼiyi; ndị niile hụrụ ha ga-efufe isi ha nʼịkwa emo.

By their own tongue they are made to fall over one another: all that see them shall flee away.

9 Mmadụ niile ga-atụ egwu, ha ga-ekwupụta ọrụ niile nke Chineke, ma tụgharịa uche nke ọma banyere ihe o mere.

And all men shall fear, and shall declare God's doing; and they shall wisely consider his work.

10 Ndị ezi omume ga-aṅụrị ọṅụ nʼime Onyenwe anyị, ha ga-agbabakwa nʼime ya; ndị niile obi ha ziri ezi ga-anyakwa isi nʼime ya.

The righteous shall rejoice in Jehovah, and trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.