Abụ Ọma 71
1 Onyenwe anyị, nʼime gị ka m gbabara izere ndụ; ekwela ka ihere mee m.
In you, O Lord, I take refuge, let me never be put to shame.
2 Site nʼezi omume gị, gbapụta m, mee ka m nwere onwe m; tọọ ntị gị nʼala nụrụ olu m ma zọpụta m.
In your faithfulness save me and rescue me, bend your ear to me and save me.
3 Ghọọrọ m oke nkume nke ebe mgbaba, ebe m nwere ike ịgbaba mgbe ọbụla; nye iwu maka nzọpụta m, nʼihi na ị bụ oke nkume m na ebe m e wusiri ike.
Be to me a rock of defence, a fortified house, to save me; for my rock and my fortress are you.
4 O Chineke m, site nʼaka ndị ajọ omume na ndị mmadụ na-eme ihe ọjọọ, ndị afọ tara mmiri, gbapụta m.
Save me, my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the grasp of the unjust and cruel.
5 Nʼihi na gị onwe gị bụrịị olileanya m, Onyenwe m Onyenwe anyị, ntụkwasị obi m site na mgbe m bụ nwantakịrị.
For you, Lord, are my hope, in whom from my youth I have trusted.
6 Ọ bụ gị ka m tụkwasịrị obi, site nʼoge amụrụ m; gị onwe gị wepụtara m site nʼafọ nne m. Aga m anọgide na-eto gị.
On you have I leaned from my birth; from my mother’s womb it was you who did draw me. In you is my hope evermore.
7 Adịla m ka ihe ama nye ọtụtụ mmadụ, ma ị bụ ebe mgbaba m siri ike.
I have been as a wonder to many, for you are my refuge and strength.
8 Ọnụ m jupụtara nʼotuto gị, ọ na-ekwupụta ịma mma gị ogologo ụbọchị niile.
All the day long my mouth is filled with your praise and your glory.
9 Agbakụtala m azụ mgbe m mere agadi; ahapụkwala m mgbe ike adịghịkwa m.
Cast me not off in the time of old age; when my strength is spent, forsake me not.
10 Nʼihi na ndị iro m na-ekwu okwu megide m; ndị ahụ na-achọ igbu m na-agbarịta izu nzuzo.
For my foes whisper against me, they who watch me take counsel together;
11 Ha na-asị, “Chineke agbakụtala ya azụ; chụọ ya ọsọ, jidekwa ya, nʼihi na o nweghị onye ọbụla ga-agbapụta ya.”
“God has left him,” they say: “pursue and seize him, for he is helpless.”
12 O Chineke, anọla m ebe dị anya; O Chineke m, bịa ngwangwa nyere m aka.
O God, be not far from me, haste, O my God, to my help.
13 Ka e were ihere kpuchie ndị na-ebo m ebubo ụgha; ka ihere na nleda anya bụrụ ihe ga-ekpuchi ndị ahụ na-achọ imerụ m ahụ.
Put my foes to shame and dishonor, with insult and shame be they covered.
14 Ma mụ onwe m ga-anọgide na-enwe olileanya mgbe niile; aga m eto gị mgbe niile karịa otu m toro gị na mbụ.
But I will never stop hoping, and more and yet more will I praise you.
15 Ọnụ m ga-ekwu banyere ezi omume gị na nzọpụta gị ogologo ụbọchị niile, ọ bụ ezie na-amaghị m ọtụtụ ya.
All the day long shall my mouth tell your faithfulness and your salvation, though I know not how they may be counted.
16 Aga m abịa kwusaakwa ịdị ukwu ọrụ gị niile, Onyenwe m Onyenwe anyị, aga m ekwusa ezi omume gị, e, naanị nke gị.
I will tell of the might of the Lord, and your faithfulness praise, you alone.
17 O Chineke, site na mgbe m bụ nwantakịrị, i kuzielera m ihe, ruo taa, ana m ekwupụta banyere ọrụ ebube gị niile.
You have taught me, O God, from my youth, and till now have I told of your wonders.
18 O Chineke m, ọ bụladị mgbe m mere agadi, mgbe isi awọ juru m isi, ahapụla m, tutu ruo mgbe m ga-ekwupụta ike gị nye ọgbọ nke na-abịa, na ịdị ike gị nye ndị niile na-abịa nʼoge dị nʼihu.
Even in old age and grey hair, O God, do not forsake me. Still would I tell of your might unto all generations to come.
19 O Chineke, ezi omume gị na-eru nʼeluigwe, gị onye merela ọtụtụ ihe dị ukwu. O Chineke, onye dị ka gị?
Your power and your justice, O God, extend as far as the heavens: for great are the things you have done. Who is like you, O God?
20 Nʼagbanyeghị na i meela ka m gabiga ọtụtụ nsogbu nke dị ilu, ị ga-atụte ndụ m ọzọ; site nʼebe dị omimi nke ụwa, ị ga-adọkpụpụta m ọzọ.
You have caused us to see troubles many, but you will revive us again. From the depths of the earth you will bring me up again.
21 Ị ga-eme m ka m dịrị ukwuu karịa ka m dị na mbụ. Ị ga-akasịkwa m obi ọzọ.
You will multiply my greatness, and comfort me again.
22 O Chineke m, aga m eji ụbọ akwara too gị, nʼihi ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị; aga m eji une bụkuo gị abụ otuto, gị Onye nsọ nke Izrel.
So with harp I will praise you, and your faithfulness, O my God; and make music to you on the lyre, O you Holy One of Israel.
23 Egbugbere ọnụ m ga-eti mkpu ọṅụ mgbe m na-abụku gị abụ otuto, mụ, onye ị gbapụtara.
My lips shall ring out their joy, my mouth shall sing praises to you; all of me, which you have redeemed.
24 Ogologo ụbọchị niile, aga m ekwupụta ọrụ ezi omume gị niile, nʼihi na ndị ahụ chọrọ imerụ m ahụ, ka e tinyere nʼọnọdụ ihere na ọgbaaghara.
Yes, all the day long shall my tongue utter your righteousness; for ashamed and confounded are they who were seeking my hurt.
