Psalms 88
1 A canticle of a psalm for the sons of Core: unto the end, for Maheleth, to answer understanding of Eman the Ezrahite. O Lord, the God of my salvation: I have cried in the day, and in the night before thee.
Abụ, bụ Abụ Ọma ụmụ Kora, nke dịrị onyeisi Abụ. Nʼusoro olu abụ Mahalat leannot. Abụ Maskil nke Heman onye Ezra. O Onyenwe anyị, Chineke onye na-azọpụta m, nʼehihie na abalị ka m na-eti mkpu akwa nʼihu gị.
2 Let my prayer come in before thee: incline thy ear to my petition.
Ka ekpere m bịa nʼihu gị. Chee ntị gị nụrụ akwa m.
Nʼihi na ọtụtụ nsogbu ejupụtala mkpụrụobi m, anọ m nso nʼọnụ ụzọ ọnwụ. (Sheol h7585)
4 I am counted among them that go down to the pit: I am become as a man without help,
Agụnyela m nʼetiti ndị na-arịda nʼolulu. Adị m dịka onye na-enweghị ike.
5 Free among the dead. Like the slain sleeping in the sepulchres, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cast off from thy hand.
A họpụtara mụ na ndị nwụrụ anwụ iche, dịka ndị e gburu egbu na-edina nʼili, ndị ị nakwaghị echeta ọzọ, ndị e kewapụrụ site na nlekọta gị.
6 They have laid me in the lower pit: in the dark places, and in the shadow of death.
Ị tụbanyela m nʼime olulu dịkarịrị omimi, olulu nke ọchịchịrị jupụtara nʼime ya.
7 Thy wrath is strong over me: and all thy waves thou hast brought in upon me.
Oke iwe gị na-anyịgide m nke ukwuu; i jirila ebili mmiri gị niile kpuchigide m. (Sela)
8 Thou hast put away my acquaintance far from me: they have set me an abomination to themselves. I was delivered up, and came not forth:
Ị napụla m ndị enyi m, ndị m hụrụ nʼanya, mee ka m bụrụ ihe a na-asọ oyi nʼebe ha nọ. Abụ m onye emechibidoro ụzọ; nke nʼenweghị ike ịpụ ezi;
9 My eyes languished through poverty. All the day I cried to thee, O Lord: I stretched out my hands to thee.
anya m adịghị ahụkwa ụzọ nʼihi iru ụjụ. O Onyenwe anyị, ụbọchị niile ka m na-akpọku gị; ana m agbasa aka m abụọ nʼihu gị,
10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? or shall physicians raise to life, and give praise to thee?
ọ bụ ndị nwụrụ anwụ ka ị na-egosi ọrụ ebube gị? Ndị nwụrụ anwụ, ha na-ebili too gị? (Sela)
11 Shall any one in the sepulchre declare thy mercy: and thy truth in destruction?
Ọ bụ nʼime ili ka a na-ekwupụta ịhụnanya gị? A na-ekwupụta ikwesi ntụkwasị obi gị nʼebe ịla nʼiyi?
12 Shall thy wonders be known in the dark; and thy justice in the land of forgetfulness?
A na-amata banyere ọrụ ebube gị nʼebe ọchịchịrị dị? Ma ọ bụ ọrụ ezi omume gị, na ịdị mma gị niile nʼala ndị e chezọrọ echezọ?
13 But I, O Lord, have cried to thee: and in the morning my prayer shall prevent thee.
Ma Onyenwe anyị m, ọ bụ gị ka m na-akpọku. Ụtụtụ niile ka ekpere m ga na-abịa nʼebe ị nọ.
14 Lord, why castest thou off my prayer: why turnest thou away thy face from me?
O Onyenwe anyị, gịnị mere i jiri jụ m? Gịnị mekwara i jiri zonarị m ihu gị?
15 I am poor, and in labours from my youth: and being exalted have been humbled and troubled.
Site na mgbe okorobịa m, abụ m onye a na-esogbu, onye nọkwa ọnwụ nso; ataala m ahụhụ oke ụjọ gị, anọ m nʼọnọdụ ịda mba.
16 Thy wrath hath come upon me: and thy terrors have troubled me.
Oke iwe gị agabigala nʼahụ m; ihe egwu gị alaala m nʼiyi.
17 They have come round about me like water all the day: they have compassed me about together.
Ha na-agba m gburugburu ụbọchị niile dịka idee mmiri; ha gbara m gburugburu nʼakụkụ niile.
18 Friend and neighbour thou hast put far from me: and my acquaintance, because of misery.
Ị napụla m ndị enyi m na ndị m hụrụ nʼanya; ọchịchịrị bụ enyi m nọkarịsịrị m nso.
