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. A song for the Sabbath day. It is a good thing to give thanks to Yahweh, to sing praises to your name, Most High,
2 ikwupụta ịhụnanya gị nʼụtụtụ, na ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị nʼabalị,
to proclaim your loving kindness in the morning, and your faithfulness every night,
3 jiri ihe iti egwu ụbọ akwara na une bụọrọ gị abụ dị ụtọ.
with the ten-stringed lute, with the harp, and with the melody of the lyre.
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 you, Yahweh, have made me glad through your work. I will triumph in the works of your hands.
5 Lee ka ọrụ gị si dị ukwuu, Onyenwe anyị. Leekwa ụdị echiche miri emi ị na-eche.
How great are your works, Yahweh! Your thoughts are very deep.
6 Ndị uche kọrọ amaghị nke a, ndị nzuzu enweghị nghọta,
A senseless man doesn’t know, neither does a fool 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.
though the wicked spring up as the grass, and all the evildoers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.
8 Ma gị, O Onyenwe anyị, bụ onye e buliri elu ruo mgbe ebighị ebi.
But you, Yahweh, are on high forever more.
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 behold, your enemies, Yahweh, for behold, your enemies shall perish. All the evildoers will be scattered.
10 I meela ka mpi m dị elu dịka oke ehi na-akpa ike; awụsala m mmanụ dị mma.
But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox. 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.
My eye has also seen my enemies. My ears have heard of the wicked enemies who rise up against me.
12 Ma ndị ezi omume ga-awa igu dịka osisi nkwụ; ha ga-ebukwa ibu dịka osisi ukwu sida nke Lebanọn,
The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree. He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
13 nke a kụrụ nʼime ụlọ Onyenwe anyị, ha ga-eto, wasaakwa nʼime ogige Chineke anyị.
They are planted in Yahweh’s house. They will flourish in our God’s courts.
14 Ha ga-amị mkpụrụ, ọ bụladị mgbe ha mere agadi. Ha ga-ejupụtakwa nʼahịhịa ndụ,
They will still produce fruit in old age. They will be full of sap and green,
15 na-ekwupụta, “Onyenwe anyị bụ Onye ziri ezi; ọ bụ Oke Nkume m, ọ dịkwaghị ajọ omume dị nʼime ya.”
to show that Yahweh is upright. He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.
