Masalimo 144
1 Salimo la Davide. Atamandike Yehova Thanthwe langa, amene amaphunzitsa manja anga kuchita nkhondo; zala zanga kumenya nkhondo.
Blessed be the LORD my strength which teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to fight:
2 Iye ndiye Mulungu wanga wachikondi ndi malo anga otetezedwa, linga langa ndi mpulumutsi wanga, chishango changa mmene ine ndimathawiramo, amene amagonjetsa mitundu ya anthu pansi panga.
My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdues my people under me.
3 Inu Yehova, munthu nʼchiyani kuti mumamusamalira, mwana wa munthu kuti muzimuganizira?
LORD, what is man, that you take knowledge of him! or the son of man, that you make account of him!
4 Munthu ali ngati mpweya; masiku ake ali ngati mthunzi wosakhalitsa.
Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passes away.
5 Ngʼambani mayiko akumwamba, Inu Yehova, ndipo tsikani pansi; khudzani mapiri kuti atulutse utsi.
Bow your heavens, O LORD, and come down: touch the mountains, and they shall smoke.
6 Tumizani zingʼaningʼani ndi kubalalitsa adani; ponyani mivi yanu ndi kuwathamangitsa.
Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out your arrows, and destroy them.
7 Tambasulani dzanja lanu kuchokera kumwamba; landitseni ndi kundipulumutsa, ku madzi amphamvu, mʼmanja mwa anthu achilendo,
Send your hand from above; rid me, and deliver me out of great waters, from the hand of strange children;
8 amene pakamwa pawo ndi podzala ndi mabodza, amene dzanja lawo lamanja ndi lachinyengo.
Whose mouth speaks vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood.
9 Ndidzakuyimbirani nyimbo yatsopano Inu Mulungu; ndidzakuyimbirani nyimbo pa zeze wa nsambo khumi,
I will sing a new song unto you, O God: upon a psaltery and an instrument of ten strings will I sing praises unto you.
10 kwa Iye amene amapambanitsa mafumu, amene amapulumutsa Davide mtumiki wake ku lupanga loopsa.
It is he that gives salvation unto kings: who delivers David his servant from the hurtful sword.
11 Landitseni ndi kundipulumutsa, mʼmanja mwa anthu achilendo, amene pakamwa pawo ndi podzaza ndi mabodza, amene dzanja lawo lamanja ndi lachinyengo.
Rid me, and deliver me from the hand of strange children, whose mouth speaks vanity, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood:
12 Ndipo ana aamuna pa chinyamata chawo adzakhala ngati mbewu yosamalidwa bwino, ana athu aakazi adzakhala ngati zipilala zosemedwa bwino, zokongoletsera nyumba yaufumu.
That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the embodiment of a palace:
13 Nkhokwe zathu zidzakhala zodzaza ndi zokolola za mtundu uliwonse. Nkhosa zathu zidzaswana miyandamiyanda pa mabusa athu.
That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:
14 Ngʼombe zathu zidzanyamula katundu wolemera. Sipadzakhala mingʼalu pa makoma, sipadzakhalanso kupita ku ukapolo, mʼmisewu mwathu simudzakhala kulira chifukwa cha mavuto.
That our oxen may be strong to labour; that there be no breaking in, nor going out; that there be no complaining in our streets.
15 Odala anthu amene adzalandira madalitso awa; odala anthu amene Mulungu wawo ndi Yehova.
Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the LORD.
