Abụ Ọma 74
1 Abụ maskil nke Asaf. Chineke, gịnị mere i ji jụ anyị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi? Gịnị mere iwe gị ji akwụ anwụrụ megide igwe atụrụ ndị ị na-azụ?
Maschil of Asaph. O God, why hast thou cast [us] off for ever? why doth thine anger smoke against the sheep of thy pasture?
2 Cheta mba ahụ nke ị zụtara na mgbe ochie, ebo ahụ bụ ihe nketa gị, ndị ị gbapụtara, nʼugwu Zayọn ebe i biri.
Remember thy congregation, which thou hast purchased of old, which thou hast redeemed to be the tribe of thine inheritance; [and] mount Zion, wherein thou hast dwelt.
3 Tụgharịa nzọ ụkwụ gị bịa na mbibi ebighị ebi ndị a. Ọ bụ onye iro wetara ịla nʼiyi a niile nʼụlọnsọ a.
Lift up thy feet unto the perpetual ruins, all the evil that the enemy hath done in the sanctuary.
4 Ndị iro gị gbọrọ ụja nʼebe i zutere anyị. Ha weliri ọkọlọtọ ha dịka ihe ịrịbama.
Thine adversaries have roared in the midst of thine assembly; they have set up their ensigns for signs.
5 Ha kpara agwa dịka ndị ikom ji anyụike ha ga-eji gbutuo ọtụtụ osisi dị nʼoke ọhịa.
They seemed as men that lifted up axes upon a thicket of trees.
6 Ha ji anyụike na egbugbu ha kụjisie ihe niile eji amachi ihe bụ nke egbunyere ihe.
And now all the carved work thereof together they break down with hatchet and hammers.
7 Ha kpọkwara ụlọnsọ gị ọkụ, mee ya ka o repịa. Ha merụrụ ụlọ obibi ahụ a kpọkwasịrị aha gị.
They have set thy sanctuary on fire; they have profaned the dwelling place of thy name even to the ground.
8 Ha sịrị nʼobi ha, “Anyị ga-etipịa ha kpamkpam!” Ha kpọrọ ebe niile a na-anọ efe Chineke nʼala a ọkụ.
They said in their heart, Let us make havoc of them altogether: they have burned up all the synagogues of God in the land.
9 Enyeghị anyị ihe ịrịbama ọbụla site nʼaka Chineke. Ọ dịkwaghị ndị amụma fọdụrụ. Ọ dịkwaghị onye ọbụla nʼetiti anyị onye maara, mgbe ihe a ga-agwụ.
We see not our signs: there is no more any prophet; neither is there among us any that knoweth how long.
10 O Chineke, ruo ole mgbe ka ndị iro ga-anọgide na-achị gị ọchị? Onye iro, ọ ga-eleli aha gị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi?
How long, O God, shall the adversary reproach? shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?
11 Gịnị mere ị na-eseghachi aka gị azụ, e aka nri gị? Sepụta aka gị laa ha nʼiyi!
Why drawest thou back thy hand, even thy right hand? [pluck it] out of thy bosom [and] consume [them].
12 Ma gị, O Chineke, bụrịị eze m site na mgbe ochie. Ọ bụ gị na-arụpụta nzọpụta nʼelu ụwa.
Yet God is my King of old, working salvation in the midst of the earth.
13 Site nʼike gị dị ukwuu i mere ka osimiri kewaa abụọ. Ọ bụ gị gwepịara isi anụ ọjọọ ahụ nʼime mmiri.
Thou didst divide the sea by thy strength: thou brakest the heads of the dragons in the waters.
14 Ọ bụ gị gwepịara isi anụ ọjọọ ahụ a na-akpọ leviatan, mee ka ọ ghọọ nri nye ụmụ anụmanụ bi nʼọzara.
Thou brakest the heads of leviathan in pieces, thou gavest him to be meat to the people inhabiting the wilderness.
15 Ọ bụ gị mere ka isi iyi na mmiri iyi na-asọ. I mere ka osimiri na-eru eru mgbe niile taa.
Thou didst cleave fountain and flood: thou driedst up mighty rivers.
16 Ehihie na abalị bụ nke gị. I mere ka anyanwụ na ọnwa guzosie ike.
The day is thine, the night also is thine: thou hast prepared the light and the sun.
17 Ọ bụ gị kewapụtara oke ala niile nke ụwa. Ọ bụ gị mere ka ọkọchị na udu mmiri dị.
Thou hast set all the borders of the earth: thou hast made summer and winter.
18 O Onyenwe anyị, cheta otu onye iro si chịa gị ọchị, na otu ndị nzuzu si kwaa aha gị emo.
Remember this, that the enemy hath reproached, O LORD, and that foolish people have blasphemed thy name.
19 Ewerala ndụ nduru gị nyefee anụ ọhịa ọjọọ nʼaka. Echefukwala ndụ ndị gị a na-akpagbu ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
O deliver not the soul of thy turtle-dove unto the wild beast: forget not the life of thy poor for ever.
20 Chetakwa ọgbụgba ndụ gị, nʼihi na ihe ike na-ejupụta ebe niile gbara ọchịchịrị nʼala a.
Have respect unto the covenant: for the dark places of the earth are full of the habitations of violence.
21 Ekwela ka ndị a na-akpagbu gbaghachi azụ nʼihere; ka ndị ogbenye na ndị nọ na mkpa too aha gị.
O let not the oppressed return ashamed: let the poor and needy praise thy name.
22 O Chineke, bilie, kpechitara onwe gị ikpe. Chetakwa otu ndị nzuzu si kọọ gị ọnụ ogologo ụbọchị niile.
Arise, O God, plead thine own cause: remember how the foolish man reproacheth thee all the day.
23 Elepụla mkpọtụ nke ndị iro gị niile anya, olu mkpọtụ nke ndị iro gị na-aga nʼihu na-ala elu.
Forget not the voice of thine adversaries: the tumult of those that rise up against thee ascendeth continually.
