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 Overseer. — A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice, in my (meditation) From the fear of an enemy Thou keepest my life,
2 Zopu m pụọ nʼizu nzuzo niile nke ndị ọjọọ, site nʼatụmatụ ndị na-eme ajọ ihe.
Hidest me from the secret counsel of evil doers, From the tumult of workers of iniquity.
3 Ha na-amụ ire ha dịka e si amụ mma agha, na-agbapụ okwu dịka àkụ ọjọọ.
Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed 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.
To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot 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 strengthen for themselves an evil thing, They recount of the hiding of snares, They have said, 'Who doth look at it?'
6 Ha na-atụpụta atụmatụ ọjọọ na-asị, “Anyị echepụtala atụmatụ zuruoke!” Nʼezie, uche na obi mmadụ dị aghụghọ.
They search out perverse things, 'We perfected a searching search,' And the inward part of man, and the heart [are] deep.
7 Ma Chineke ga-agba ha àkụ, na mberede ka a ga-etida ha.
And God doth shoot them [with] an arrow, Sudden have been their wounds,
8 Ọ ga-atụgharị okwu ọnụ ha megide ha, mee ka ha laa nʼiyi; ndị niile hụrụ ha ga-efufe isi ha nʼịkwa emo.
And they cause him to stumble, Against them [is] their own tongue, Every looker on them fleeth 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 fear, and declare the work of God, And His deed they have considered wisely.
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 doth rejoice in Jehovah, And hath trusted in Him, And boast themselves do all the upright of heart!
