Abụ Ọma 65
1 Abụ Ọma dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ Ọma Devid. Otu Abụ. I kwesiri otuto, O Chineke, nʼime Zayọn; ọ bụ gị ka anyị ga-emezuru nkwa anyị,
For the music director. A psalm of David. A song. God, you deserve to be praised, and in Zion we will keep our promises to you.
2 O gị onye na-anụ ekpere, ọ bụ gị ka mmadụ niile ga-abịakwute,
You hear our prayers; everyone comes to you.
3 Mgbe mmehie na-anyịgbu anyị, ị gbaghara anyị njehie anyị niile.
Even though we're drowning in our sins and our disobedience, you forgive us.
4 Ngọzị na-adịrị ndị ahụ ị họpụtara, ka ha bịaruo nso, ibi nʼebe obibi gị! E ji ọtụtụ ezi ihe nke ụlọ gị, nke ụlọnsọ ukwuu gị, mee ka afọ ju anyị.
Happy are those you choose to keep close to you, those who live in your courts! We are delighted with the blessings we receive in your house, your holy Temple!
5 O Chineke, Onye nzọpụta anyị, i ji ọrụ ezi omume dị oke egwu na-aza anyị, ị bụ olileanya ndị niile bi na nsọtụ nke ụwa, na osimiri niile dị ebe dị anya,
In your goodness you answer us through the wonderful things you do, God of our salvation. You can be trusted by everyone on earth, including those sailing distant oceans.
6 onye ji ike ya kpụọ ugwu niile, ebe i yikwasịrị onwe gị ike dịka ngwa agha,
You made the mountains by your power, for you have great strength.
7 onye mere ka ụda olu oke osimiri niile na ụda olu ebili mmiri, na ọgbaaghara mba niile deere duu.
You calm the raging seas and crashing waves, you silence the noisy shouts of the nations.
8 Ụwa niile jupụtara nʼịtụnanya nʼihi ọrụ ebube gị niile, nʼebe chi na-abọ, ebe anyanwụ na-ada, ka ị na-akpọlite abụ ọṅụ.
Everyone, even those in distant lands, are amazed by the wonderful things you do, from the east to the west they sing for joy.
9 Ị na-elekọta ala na-agba ya mmiri; ị na-eme ka ọ bụrụ ala dị mma. Isi iyi Chineke adịghị ata ata, nʼihi inye ndị mmadụ mkpụrụ ubi, nʼihi na ọ bụ otu a ka ị chọrọ ka ọ dịrị.
You care for the earth and water it; you make it very productive. God, your river is full of water to grow the grain—this is what you have planned.
10 Ị na-eme ka mmiri jupụta nʼala a kọrọ akọ mee ka elu aja a kọrọ akọ dị larịị; ị na-eji mmiri ozuzo eme ka ọ dị nro, na-agọzikwa ihe ndị akụnyere na ya.
You fill the ploughed furrows with water, you soften the ridges; you bless the growing crops.
11 Ị na-eji owuwe ihe ubi bara ụba kpukwasị afọ ọbụla dịka okpueze, ụgbọ na-ebu ihe owuwe ubi na-ejubiga oke.
You make the high point of the year a wonderful harvest, filling the wagons with good things.
12 Ala ebe ahịhịa na-epu nʼọzara na-ejupụta nʼahịhịa ndụ, e yikwasịrị ugwu niile obi ụtọ dịka uwe.
The pastures in the wilderness grow lush; the hillsides are clothed in bright flowers.
13 E were igwe anụ ụlọ kpuchie nʼelu ala niile ebe ahịhịa dị ndụ puru, ọka kpuchikwara ndagwurugwu niile; ha na-eti mkpu ọṅụ na-abụkwa abụ.
The meadows are covered with flocks of sheep, and the valleys with fields of grain. Everything triumphantly sings for joy.
