Psalms 57
1 For the Chief Musician. To the tune of “Do Not Destroy.” A poem by David, when he fled from Saul, in the cave. Be merciful to me, God, be merciful to me, for my soul takes refuge in you. Yes, in the shadow of your wings, I will take refuge, until disaster has passed.
Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Nke olu abụ “E bibikwala” Devid. Abụ miktam. Mgbe ọ gbapụrụ ga biri nʼime ọgba nkume nʼihi Sọl. Meere m ebere, O Chineke, meere m ebere, nʼihi na ọ bụ gị ka mkpụrụobi m ji mere ebe mgbaba. Ọ bụ na ndo nke nku gị abụọ ka m ga-agbaba tutuu ihe mbibi ndị a agafesịa.
2 I cry out to God Most High, to God who accomplishes my requests for me.
Aga m akpọku Chineke nke kachasị ihe niile elu, Chineke na-emezuru m ihe niile na-akpa m mkpa.
3 He will send from heaven, and save me, he rebukes the one who is pursuing me. (Selah) God will send out his loving kindness and his truth.
Ọ na-esite nʼeluigwe zidata inyeaka ma zọpụta m na-abara ndị ahụ ji ike na-achụ m mba; (Sela) Chineke na-ezite ịhụnanya ya na ikwesi ntụkwasị obi ya.
4 My soul is among lions. I lie among those who are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Anọ m nʼetiti ọtụtụ ọdụm; amanyere m ka m dina nʼetiti ajọ anụ ọhịa, ụmụ mmadụ ndị eze ha dị nkọ dịka àkụ na ùbe, ire ha dịkwa nkọ dịka mma agha.
5 Be exalted, God, above the heavens! Let your glory be above all the earth!
O Chineke, ka e bulie gị elu karịa eluigwe niile; ka ebube gị dị nʼelu ụwa niile.
6 They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into the middle of it themselves. (Selah)
Ha gbasaara ụkwụ m ụgbụ, ihe mgbu nyịturu m. Ha egwuola olulu nʼụzọ m si agafe, ma ha onwe ha adabala nʼime ya. (Sela)
7 My heart is steadfast, God. My heart is steadfast. I will sing, yes, I will sing praises.
Obi m dị njikere, o Chineke, obi m dị njikere sikwaa ike; aga m abụ abụ, kụkwaa egwu.
8 Wake up, my glory! Wake up, lute and harp! I will wake up the dawn.
Teta nʼụra mkpụrụobi m! Teta, ụbọ akwara na une! Aga m akpọte chi ọbụbọ.
9 I will give thanks to you, Lord, among the peoples. I will sing praises to you among the nations.
O Onyenwe anyị, aga m eto gị nʼetiti mba niile; aga m abụ abụ banyere gị nʼetiti ndị niile dị iche iche.
10 For your great loving kindness reaches to the heavens, and your truth to the skies.
Nʼihi na ịhụnanya gị dị ukwuu na-eru na mbara eluigwe; ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị na-erukwa mbara eluigwe.
11 Be exalted, God, above the heavens. Let your glory be over all the earth.
O Chineke, ka e bulie gị elu karịa eluigwe; ka ebube gị dị nʼelu ụwa niile.
