Abụ Ọma 68
1 Abụ Ọma dịrị onyeisi abụ. Nke Devid. Abụ Ọma. Otu Abụ. Ka Chineke bilie, ka ndị iro ya bụrụ ndị a chụsasịrị; ka ndị iro ya site nʼihu ya gbalaga.
To the Chief Musician. David’s. A Melody, a Song. Let God arise, let his enemies be scattered, Yea let them that hate him flee before him:
2 Dịka ikuku si achụsa anwụrụ ọkụ, sikwa otu a chụsaa ha. Dịka mmanụ na-ehi ụra si agbaze nʼọkụ, ka ndị na-eme ihe ọjọọ laa nʼiyi nʼihu Chineke.
As smoke is driven about, Let them be driven about, —As wax is melted before a fire, Let the lawless perish before God.
3 Ka ndị ezi omume bụrụ ndị nwere obi ụtọ, ma ṅụrịa nʼihu Chineke; ka ha bụrụ ndị nwere obi ụtọ, jupụtakwa nʼọṅụ.
But let, the righteous, be glad, let them exult before God, Yea let them rejoice with gladness.
4 Bụkuo Chineke abụ, bụkuonụ aha ya abụ otuto, toonu onye na-agba igwe ojii dịka ịnyịnya, Onyenwe anyị bụ aha ya, ṅụrịa ọṅụ nʼihu ya.
Sing ye to God, Make music of his Name, —Lift up (a song), to him that rideth through the waste plains, —Since Yah is his name, exult ye before him.
5 Ọ bụ nna ndị nke na-enweghị nna, onye na-ekpechitere ndị di ha nwụrụ anwụ ọnụ ha, onye a bụ Chineke, onye bi nʼebe ya dị nsọ.
The father of the fatherless, And the advocate of widows, Is God, in his holy habitation.
6 Chineke na-eme ka ndị naanị ha nọ nwee ezinaụlọ, ọ na-eji ịbụ abụ dupụta ndị nọ nʼụlọ mkpọrọ, ma ndị nnupu isi ka ọ na-eme ka ha biri, nʼala kpọrọ nkụ.
God, is he that causeth the solitary to dwell in a home, That bringeth out prisoners into prosperity, But, the rebellious, have made their habitation in a sunburnt land.
7 Mgbe i buteere ndị gị ụzọ, O Chineke, mgbe i gabigara nʼala tọgbọrọ nʼefu, (Sela)
O God! When thou camest forth before thy people, When thou didst stride through the wilderness, (Selah)
8 elu ụwa mara jijiji, eluigwe wụpụrụ mmiri ozuzo, nʼihu Chineke, Onye Saịnaị, nʼihu Chineke, Chineke nke Izrel.
Earth, trembled, Yea, the heavens, dripped at the presence of God, —This Sinai—at the presence of God, the God of Israel.
9 I nyere mmiri ozuzo nʼebe ọ dị ukwuu, O Chineke, i tutere ihe nketa gị nke ike gwụrụ.
A bounteous rain, dost thou shed abroad, O God, upon thine inheritance, When exhausted, thou thyself, hast supported it:
10 Ndị gị biri nʼime ya, site nʼoke akụnụba gị, O Chineke, ị rọpụtaara ndị ogbenye mkpa ha.
Thy living host, have remained therein, Thou dost provide, in thy bounty, for the humbled ones—O God!
11 Onyenwe anyị kpọsara okwu ahụ, ọnụọgụgụ ndị inyom kwusara ya bụ igwe dị ọtụtụ;
Let, My Lord, but give the word, The herald bands, will be a mighty host:
12 ndị eze na ndị agha ha ji ọsọ gbalaa; ndị mmadụ kere ihe a dọtara nʼagha, nʼime ọmụma ụlọ ikwu.
Kings of armies, they flee! they flee! And, she that stayeth at home, shall share the spoil.
13 Ọ bụladị mgbe ị na-arahụ ụra nʼetiti ọgba atụrụ, nku abụọ nke nduru m bụ ihe e ji ọlaọcha kpuchie, jirikwa ọlaedo nke na-enwuke kpuchie abụba ya.
Though ye rest between the folds, The wings of the dove, shall be covered with silver, And, her pinions, with green-shimmering gold.
14 Mgbe Onye pụrụ ime ihe niile chụsasịrị ndị eze bi nʼala a, ọ dị ka snoo dara nʼelu Zalmon.
When the Almighty scattereth kings therein, It will gleam like snow in the gloom:
15 Ugwu Bashan, ugwu mara mma nke ukwuu, ugwu Bashan, ugwu nwere nʼelu ya ọtụtụ ugwu dị iche iche.
A mighty mountain, is the mountain of Bashan, A mountain of peaks, is the mountain of Bashan!—
16 Gị ugwu nwere ọtụtụ ugwu, gịnị mere i ji ele anya site nʼekworo nʼugwu Chineke họọrọ ị bụ ebe ọ ga-anọ chịa, ebe Onyenwe anyị nʼonwe ya ga-ebi, ruo ebighị ebi?
Wherefore start ye up, ye mountains, ye peaks? The mountain God hath coveted for his habitation, Surely, Yahweh will inhabit it ever!
17 Ọnụọgụgụ ụgbọ agha Chineke dị iri puku kwụrụ puku, a pụghị ịgụta ha; ha dịkwa puku kwụrụ puku; Onyenwe anyị sitere Saịnaị bata nʼụlọnsọ ya.
The chariots of God, are two myriads—thousands repeated, My Lord, is among them Sinai, is in the sanctuary!
18 Mgbe i rigoro gaa nʼelu, i duuru ndị a dọtara nʼagha; ị natara onyinye dị iche iche nʼaka ndị mmadụ, ọ bụladị nʼaka ndị na-enupu isi, ka gị, O Onyenwe anyị Chineke, biri nʼebe ahụ.
Thou hast ascended on high, Thou hast led in procession a body of captives, Thou hast received gifts consisting of men, Yea even the rebellious, That, Yah, Elohim, might settle down to rest.
19 Otuto dịrị Onyenwe anyị, Chineke anyị, na Onye Nzọpụta anyị, Onye na-ebu ibu arọ anyị ụbọchị niile. (Sela)
Blessed be My Lord! Day by day, he beareth our burden for us, GOD himself, is our salvation. (Selah)
20 Chineke anyị bụ Chineke na-azọpụta; mgbapụta pụọ nʼọnwụ na-esite nʼaka Onye kachasị ihe niile elu, bụ Onyenwe anyị.
The GOD we have, is a GOD of saving deeds, And, due to Yahweh, My Lord, are escapes from death.
21 Nʼezie, Chineke ga-egwepịa isi ndị iro ya niile, isi ndị niile na-aga nʼihu ibi ndụ mmehie.
Yea, God himself, will smite through the head of his foes, —The hairy crown of him that is marching on in his guilty deeds.
22 Onyenwe anyị kwuru sị, “Aga m esite na Bashan kpọlata ha, aga m adọpụta ha site nʼebe omimi nke osimiri,
Said My Lord, From Bashan, will I bring back, —I will bring back from the depths of the sea:
23 ka unu nwee ike saa ụkwụ unu nʼime ọbara ndị iro unu, ka ire nkịta unu niile ketakwa oke nke ha.”
That thou mayest bathe thy foot in blood, —The tongue of thy dogs, from the foes, hath its portion.
24 O Chineke, ahụla igwe ahịrị mmadụ ndị na-eso gị, bụ igwe ahịrị mmadụ nke so Chineke m, na Eze m na-aba nʼebe nsọ ahụ.
They have seen thy progress O God, The progress of my GOD, my king into the sanctuary:
25 Ndị na-abụ abụ nọ nʼihu, ndị na-eti egwu, na-eso ha nʼazụ; ụmụ agbọghọ na-akpọ ụbọ sokwa ha.
In front are the singers, Behind are the harpers, In the midst of damsels playing on timbrels:
26 Too Chineke nʼetiti nzukọ ukwuu ahụ; toonu Onyenwe anyị nʼetiti nzukọ ụmụ Izrel.
In the congregations, bless ye God, My Lord, from among the called of Israel:
27 Lee Benjamin bụ agbụrụ dịkarịsịrị nta, ka ọ na-edu ha, lekwaa igwe ụmụ ndị eze Juda na nke Zebụlọn na Naftalị.
There, is Benjamin, the Diminutive—ruling them, The princes of Judah—their throng, The princes of Zebulun, The princes of Naphtali.
28 O Chineke, kpọlite ike gị; mee ka ike gị pụta ìhè, O Chineke, dịka i mere na mbụ.
Thy God hath commanded thy strength, —The strength, O God, which thou hast wrought for us.
29 Nʼihi ụlọnsọ ukwu gị nke dị na Jerusalem, ndị eze ga-ewetara gị onyinye dị iche iche.
Because of thy temple above Jerusalem, Unto thee, shall kings bear along a gift—
30 Baara anụ ọhịa ahụ zoro nʼetiti riidi mba, igwe oke ehi nọ nʼetiti ụmụ ehi nke mba niile. Site na nweda nʼala, ka o wetara gị ogbe ọlaọcha. Chụsasịa mba niile, bụ ndị na-enwe mmasị nʼibu agha.
Rebuke thou, The wild beast of the reeds, The herd of mighty oxen among the calves of the peoples—Each one bowing down with bars of silver, —Scatter thou the peoples, who in wars take delight.
31 Ndị nnọchi anya obodo, ga-esite nʼIjipt bịa, Kush ga-etinye onwe ya nʼokpuru Chineke.
Ambassadors come out of Egypt, The Ethiopian, eagerly stretcheth out his hands, unto God.
32 Bụkuo Chineke abụ, unu alaeze niile nke ụwa, bụkuo Onyenwe anyị abụ otuto, (Sela)
Ye kingdoms of the earth, sing unto God, Praise in song Adonay. (Selah)
33 Bụọ abụ nye onye na-agba ịnyịnya nʼeluigwe, e, ọ bụladị eluigwe nke dịrị site na mgbe ochie, onye olu ike ya dịka egbe eluigwe.
Unto him that rideth upon the most ancient heavens, Lo! he uttereth his voice, a voice of strength.
34 Kwusaa ike Chineke, onye ịdị ukwuu nke ịma mma ya na-ekpuchi Izrel, onye ike ya dị nʼeluigwe.
Ascribe ye strength unto God, —Over Israel, is his majesty, And his strength, in the skies. To be revered is God, for his sanctuary, —
35 O Chineke, ị dị oke egwu nʼime ụlọnsọ gị; Chineke nke Izrel na-enye ndị ya ume na ike. Toonu Chineke!
As for the GOD of Israel, he, is giving strength and abundant might to the people. Blessed be God!
