Abụ Ọma 81
1 Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi Abụ. Abụ nke Asaf nʼusoro gittit. Bụkuo Chineke bụ ike anyị abụ ọṅụ, tikusie Chineke Jekọb mkpu ike!
To the Chief Musician. On "the Gittith." Asaph’s. Shout ye for joy, unto God our strength, Sound the note of triumph, to the God of Jacob;
2 Bidonụ iti egwu, kụọ ihe iti egwu, kpọọnụ ụbọ akwara na-enye abụ ụtọ na une.
Raise a melody, and strike the timbrel, The lyre so sweet, with the harp:
3 Fụọnụ opi ike nʼoge ọnwa ọhụrụ, na mgbe ọnwa gbapụtara nʼuju ya, nʼụbọchị mmemme anyị;
Blow, at the new moon, the horn, At the full moon, for the day of our sacred festival:
4 nke a bụ iwu dịrị Izrel, ụkpụrụ Chineke nke Jekọb.
For, a statute to Israel, it is, A regulation, by the God of Jacob;
5 O mere ka o guzosie ike dịka iwu nye Josef mgbe ọ pụrụ imegide Ijipt. Anụkwara m olu nʼasụsụ nke m na-amaghị, ka ọ na-asị:
A testimony in Joseph, he appointed it, When he went forth over the land of Egypt: A language I liked not, used I to hear;
6 “Ewezugala m ibu arọ site nʼubu ha; aka ha abụọ nwere onwe ha site nʼịrụ ọrụ.
I took away, from the burden, his shoulder, his hands, from the clay, were set free.
7 Nʼime ihe mgbu unu, unu kpọrọ oku, anapụtara m unu, azara m unu site nʼegbe eluigwe; anwara m unu na mmiri nke Meriba. (Sela)
In distress, thou didst cry, and I delivered thee, —I answered thee, within a hiding-place of thunder, I proved thee by the waters of Meribah. (Selah)
8 “Nụrụnụ, ndị m, aga m adọ unu aka na ntị, a sịkwarị na unu ga-ege m ntị, unu ndị Izrel!
Hear, O my people, and I will adjure thee, O Israel, if thou wilt hearken unto me!
9 Unu agaghị enwe chi ndị mba ọzọ nʼetiti unu; unu agaghị akpọkwa isiala nye chi si ala ọzọ.
There shall not be, within thee, a foreign GOD, —Neither shalt thou bow down to a strange GOD:
10 Abụ m Onyenwe anyị Chineke unu, onye kpọpụtara unu site nʼala Ijipt. Meghe ọnụ unu ka ọ saa mbara, aga m emeju ya.
I, Yahweh, am thy God, Who brought thee up out of the land of Egypt, —Open wide thy mouth, that I may fill it.
11 “Ma ndị m ekweghị ige m ntị. Izrel emekwaghị dịka m gwara ha.
But my people, hearkened not, unto my voice, Even, Israel, inclined not unto me.
12 Ya mere, ahapụrụ m ha na ndụ isiike ha, ka ha soro nchepụta nke echiche ha.
So then I let them go on in the stubbornness of their own heart, They might walk in their own counsels!
13 “Ewoo, a sị na ndị m gaara ege m ntị, a sịkwa na Izrel ga-eso ụzọ m niile.
If, my people, were hearkening unto me, [If, ] Israel, in my ways, would walk,
14 Ọ gaghị adị anya mgbe m ga-eji ike m, wezuga ndị iro ya site nʼọnọdụ ha. Aga m eweli aka m, megide ndị iro ya niile.
Right soon, their foes, would I subdue, And, against their adversaries, would I turn my hand:
15 Ndị niile kpọrọ Onyenwe anyị asị, ga-ada nʼihu ya nʼụjọ. Ịta ahụhụ ha ga-adịgidekwa, ruo ebighị ebi.
The haters of Yahweh, should come cringing unto him, Then let their own good time be age-abiding!
16 Ma a ga-eji ụtụ ọka wiiti kachasị mma, nyejuo unu afọ; aga m ejikwa mmanụ aṅụ nke sitere nʼoke nkume, nyejuo unu afọ.”
Then would he feed them from the marrow of the wheat, Yea, out of the rock—with honey, would I satisfy thee.
