Psalms 83
1 A Song, a Melody of Asaph. O God, Do not keep quiet, Do not hold thy peace, Neither be thou still, O GOD!
Orin. Saamu ti Asafu. Ọlọ́run, má ṣe dákẹ́; má ṣe dákẹ́, Ọlọ́run má ṣe dúró jẹ́ẹ́.
2 For lo! thine enemies, are tumultuous, And, they who hate thee, have lifted up the head;
Wo bí àwọn ọ̀tá rẹ ti ń rọ́kẹ̀kẹ̀ lọ, bi àwọn ọ̀tá rẹ ti ń gbé ohùn wọn sókè.
3 Against thy people, they craftily devise a secret plot, And conspire against thy treasured ones.
Pẹ̀lú àrékérekè ni wọn dìtẹ̀ sí àwọn ènìyàn rẹ; wọn sí dìtẹ̀ mọ́ àwọn tí o fẹ́.
4 They have said—Come, and let us wipe them out from being a nation, That the name of Israel may be remembered no more.
Wọn wí pé, “wá, ẹ jẹ́ kí á pa wọ́n run bí orílẹ̀-èdè, kí orúkọ Israẹli ma bá a sí ní ìrántí mọ́.”
5 For they have taken counsel with one heart, Against thee—a covenant, would they solemnize—
Wọ́n gbìmọ̀ pọ̀ pẹ̀lú ọkàn kan; wọ́n ṣe àdéhùn láti ṣọ̀tẹ̀ sí ọ
6 The tents of Edom, and the Ishmaelites, of Moab and the Hagarenes;
Àgọ́ Edomu àti ti àwọn ará Iṣmaeli, ti Moabu àti ti Hagari
7 Gebal and Ammon, and Amalek, The Philistines, with the dwellers in Tyre;
Gebali, Ammoni àti Amaleki, Filistia, pẹ̀lú àwọn ènìyàn Tire.
8 Even Assyria hath joined herself with them, They have become an arm to the sons of Lot. (Selah)
Asiria pẹ̀lú ti darapọ̀ mọ́ wọn láti ran àwọn ọmọ Lọti lọ́wọ́. (Sela)
9 Make them like Midian, like Sisera, like Jabin, by the torrent of Kishon;
Ṣe sí wọn bí ìwọ ti ṣe sí Midiani bí o ti ṣe sí Sisera àti Jabini ní odò Kiṣoni,
10 They perished at En-dor, They become manure for the soil!
ẹni tí ó ṣègbé ní Endori tí wọn sì dàbí ààtàn ní orí ilẹ̀.
11 Make them—their nobles—like Oreb and like Zeeb, And, like Zebah and like Zalmunna, all their princes:
Ṣe àwọn ọlọ́lá wọn bí Orebu àti Seebu, àwọn ọmọ-aládé wọn bí Seba àti Salmunna,
12 Who said—Let us take a possession for ourselves, The pastures of God!
tí ó wí pé, “Ẹ jẹ́ kí a gbà ní ìní àní pápá oko tútù Ọlọ́run.”
13 O my God, make them, As whirling [dust], As chaff before a wind;
Ìwọ Ọlọ́run, ṣe wọ́n bí ààjà, bí ìyàngbò níwájú afẹ́fẹ́.
14 As a fire burneth a forest, —And as a flame setteth mountains ablaze,
Bí iná ti í jó igbó, àti bí ọ̀wọ́-iná ti ń mú òkè ńlá gbiná,
15 So, wilt thou pursue them with thy tempest, —And, with thy storm-wind, wilt terrify them:
bẹ́ẹ̀ ni kí o fi ẹ̀fúùfù líle rẹ lépa wọn dẹ́rùbà wọn lójú pẹ̀lú ìjì rẹ.
16 Fill thou their faces with dishonour, That men may seek thy Name, O Yahweh;
Fi ìtìjú kún ojú wọn, kí àwọn ènìyàn bá à lè ṣe àfẹ́rí orúkọ rẹ àti kí o fi ìjì líle rẹ dẹ́rùbà, ìwọ Olúwa.
17 Let them turn pale, and be terrified to futurity, Yea let them blush, and perish:
Jẹ́ kí ojú kí ó tì wọ́n, kí wọ́n sì dààmú láéláé kí wọ́n ṣègbé sínú ẹ̀gàn
18 That men may know that, thou, Whose Name alone is Yahweh, Art Most High over all the earth.
jẹ́ kí wọn mọ̀ pé ìwọ, tí orúkọ rẹ̀ ń jẹ́ Olúwa: pé ìwọ nìkan ní Ọ̀gá-ògo jùlọ lórí gbogbo ayé.
