Abụ Ọma 9
1 Abụ Ọma. Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Nʼusoro olu abụ “Ọnwụ nke Ọkpara.” Abụ ọma Devid. O Onyenwe anyị, aga m esite nʼala ala obi m too gị, aga m agwakwa onye ọbụla ihe ọma niile ị na-eme.
To the Chief Musician. On "Muthlabben." A Melody of David. I will praise Yahweh with all my heart, I will recount all thy wonderful doings:
2 Obi ga-atọ m ụtọ; obi m ga-ejupụta nʼọṅụ nʼihi gị, aga m abụrụ gị abụ otuto, gị Onye kachasị ihe niile elu.
I will rejoice and exult in thee, I will praise in song, thy Name, O most High.
3 Ndị iro m na-alaghachi azụ, ha na-asọ ngọngọ na-alakwa nʼiyi nʼihu gị.
When mine enemies turned back, they stumbled and perished from before thee;
4 I kpeela ikpe m nʼụzọ ziri ezi, nʼocheeze gị ka ị nọdụrụ na-ekpe ikpe ziri ezi.
For thou hast executed my right and my cause, Thou hast sat on the throne, judging righteously:
5 I baarala mba niile mba ma laa ndị ajọ omume nʼiyi, hichapụkwa aha ha ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
Thou hast rebuked the nations, Thou hast destroyed the lawless one, Their name, hast thou wiped out, to times age-abiding and beyond.
6 Mbibi nke na-enweghị ọgwụgwụ adakwasịla ndị iro m, I hopukwala obodo ha niile. Ọ dịghị onye na-echetakwa ha ọzọ.
O enemy! complete are the desolations, evermore, —even cities, hast thou uprooted, The memory of, them, hath perished.
7 Onyenwe anyị bụ eze ruo mgbe ebighị ebi. Ọ kwadoola ocheeze ya maka ikpe ikpe ziri ezi.
But, Yahweh, unto times age-abiding, will sit, Ready for judgment, is his throne;
8 Ọ ga-eji ezi omume kpee mba niile ikpe; jirikwa ikpe ziri ezi chịa mba niile.
And, he, will judge the world in righteousness, He will minister judgment to peoples, in uprightness.
9 Onyenwe anyị bụ ebe mgbaba nye ndị niile a na-emegbu emegbu. Ọ bụụrụ ha ebe mgbaba e wusiri ike nʼoge nsogbu.
Thus be Yahweh a refuge for the crushed one, a refuge for times of destitution:
10 Onyenwe anyị, ndị niile maara aha gị ga-atụkwasị gị obi, nʼihi na ọ dịghị mgbe ị na-agbakụta ndị niile na-atụkwasị gị obi azụ.
Thus let them who know thy Name, put confidence in thee, that thou hast not forsaken the searchers for thee, O Yahweh.
11 Bụkuonụ Onyenwe anyị abụ otuto, bụ onye nọ nʼocheeze ya na Zayọn. Kwusaaranụ mba niile ihe banyere ọrụ ebube ya.
Sing ye praise to Yahweh, who is seated in Zion, Tell among the peoples his doings.
12 Nʼihi na onye ahụ na-abọrọ ndị e gburu egbu ọbọ anaghị echefu ihe; ọ dịghị elefu mkpu akwa nke ndị a na-akpagbu anya.
When he was making inquisition for blood, of them, had he remembrance, he forgat not the outcry of the oppressed.
13 O Onyenwe anyị, lee ka ndị iro m si akpagbu m! Meere m ebere ma napụta m site nʼọnụ ọnwụ,
Show me favour, O Yahweh! Behold my humiliation due to them who hate me, Lift me on high out of the gates of death;
14 ka m nwee ike ikwusa banyere otuto gị nʼọnụ ụzọ ama niile nke ada Zayọn, nọrọkwa ebe ahụ ṅụrịa ọṅụ nʼime nzọpụta gị.
That I may recount all thy praises, In the gates of the daughter of Zion, may exult in thy salvation.
15 Ndị mba niile adabala nʼime olulu ahụ ha gwuru; ọnya ahụ ha siri, zoo, amaala ha.
The nations, have sunk, in the pit they had made, In the net which they had hidden, is caught their own foot.
16 Ihe e ji mara Onyenwe anyị bụ ikpe ya ziri ezi; ọrụ aka ndị na-emebi iwu na-ama ha dịka ọnya. (Sela)
To be known is Yahweh, by the sentence he hath executed, By the doing of his own hands, is he about to strike down the lawless one. [Resounding music. (Selah)
17 Ndị niile na-eme ajọ omume na-alaghachi nʼili; nke a bụkwa ọnọdụ mba niile na-echefu Chineke. (Sheol h7585)
The lawless, shall return, to hades, all nations forgetful of God. (Sheol h7585)
18 Ma ọ bụghị ruo mgbe ebighị ebi ka a ga-echefu ndị nọ na mkpa; olileanya ndị a na-akpagbu agaghị abụkwa nke efu.
For, not always, shall the needy, be forgotten, —[nor, ] the hope of the oppressed, perish for ever.
19 O Onyenwe anyị, bilie! Ekwela ka mmadụ nwee mmeri ọbụla nʼebe ị nọ; ka e kpee mba niile ikpe nʼihu gị.
Rise! Yahweh! let man not prevail, let the nations be judged before thee.
20 O Onyenwe anyị! Mee ka ha maa jijiji nʼoke egwu; mee ka mba niile ghọta na ha bụ naanị mmadụ. (Sela)
Appoint, O Yahweh, a terror for them, —Let the nations know [that] they are men. (Selah)
