Abụ Ọma 92

1 Abụ Ọma. Abụ maka ụbọchị izuike. Ọ bụ ihe ziri ezi ito Onyenwe anyị, na iti egwu nye aha gị, gị Onye kachasị ihe niile elu,

“A psalm or song for the sabbath day.” It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High:

2 ikwupụta ịhụnanya gị nʼụtụtụ, na ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị nʼabalị,

To tell in the morning of thy kindness, and of thy faithfulness in the nights.

3 jiri ihe iti egwu ụbọ akwara na une bụọrọ gị abụ dị ụtọ.

Upon a ten-stringed instrument, and upon the psaltery; and with the sweet sound of the harp.

4 Nʼihi na ị na-eme ka obi dị m ụtọ, site nʼọrụ gị niile, o Onyenwe anyị, Ọ bụ ya mere m ji na-abụ abụ ọṅụ.

For thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Lord, through thy doing: because of the works of thy hands will I triumph.

5 Lee ka ọrụ gị si dị ukwuu, Onyenwe anyị. Leekwa ụdị echiche miri emi ị na-eche.

How great are thy works, O Lord! exceedingly profound are thy thoughts.

6 Ndị uche kọrọ amaghị nke a, ndị nzuzu enweghị nghọta,

A brutish man knoweth it not, and a fool cannot understand this.

7 ọ bụ ezie na ndị ajọ omume na-etopụta dịka ahịhịa ndị na-emekwa ajọ ihe na-eto na-awasa, a ga-ala ha nʼiyi ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.

When the wicked spring up like herbs, and when all the workers of wickedness do flourish; it is that they may be destroyed evermore.

8 Ma gị, O Onyenwe anyị, bụ onye e buliri elu ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.

But thou art exalted to eternity, O Lord!

9 Nʼezie, ndị iro gị niile, Onyenwe anyị, e ndị iro gị niile ga-ala nʼiyi; ndị niile na-eme ajọ ihe ka a ga-achụsasị.

For, lo, thy enemies, O Lord, for, lo, thy enemies shall perish: all the workers of wickedness shall be scattered.

10 I meela ka mpi m dị elu dịka oke ehi na-akpa ike; awụsala m mmanụ dị mma.

But thou exaltest my horn like that of a reem: I am anointed with fresh oil.

11 Ejirila m anya m abụọ hụ ka e meriri ndị iro m; ejirila m ntị m nụ maka ịla nʼiyi nke ndị iro m afọ tara mmiri.

And my eye looketh on [the punishment of] those that regard me with envy: of the evildoers that rise up against me my ears shall bear it.

12 Ma ndị ezi omume ga-awa igu dịka osisi nkwụ; ha ga-ebukwa ibu dịka osisi ukwu sida nke Lebanọn,

The righteous shall spring up like the palm-tree: like a cedar in Lebanon shall he grow high.

13 nke a kụrụ nʼime ụlọ Onyenwe anyị, ha ga-eto, wasaakwa nʼime ogige Chineke anyị.

Planted in the house of the Lord, in the courts of our God shall they spring up.

14 Ha ga-amị mkpụrụ, ọ bụladị mgbe ha mere agadi. Ha ga-ejupụtakwa nʼahịhịa ndụ,

They shall still flourish in high old age; they shall be vigorous and covered with foliage;

15 na-ekwupụta, “Onyenwe anyị bụ Onye ziri ezi; ọ bụ Oke Nkume m, ọ dịkwaghị ajọ omume dị nʼime ya.”

To declare that the Lord is upright: he is my rock, and there is no faultiness in him.