Psalms 40
1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. I waited patiently for Jehovah; And he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
Thaburi ya Daudi Ndetereire Jehova o ngirĩrĩirie; nake agĩĩthikĩrĩria akĩigua kĩrĩro gĩakwa.
2 He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay; And he set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.
Nĩ aandutire irima rĩa mũũro, thĩinĩ wa ndoro yarĩ ndenderũ, agĩkinyithia magũrũ makwa igũrũ rĩa rwaro rwa ihiga, na agĩtũma ndĩhaande wega.
3 And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: Many shall see it, and fear, And shall trust in Jehovah.
Eekĩrire rwĩmbo rwerũ kanua-inĩ gakwa, rwĩmbo rwa kũgoocaga Ngai witũ naruo. Andũ aingĩ marĩonaga ũguo magetigĩra, nao makehoka Jehova.
4 Blessed is the man that maketh Jehovah his trust, And respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.
Kũrathimwo nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa ũtuĩte atĩ arĩĩhokaga o Jehova, na nderĩgagĩrĩra andũ arĩa etĩĩi, o acio marũmagĩrĩra ngai cia maheeni.
5 Many, O Jehovah my God, are the wonderful works which thou hast done, And thy thoughts which are to us-ward: They cannot be set in order unto thee; If I would declare and speak of them, They are more than can be numbered.
Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa-rĩ, magegania marĩa wĩkĩte nĩ maingĩ. Maũndũ marĩa ũtũbangĩire gũtirĩ mũndũ ũngĩhota gũgũtaarĩria; korwo ndaaria heane ũhoro wamo-rĩ, mangĩkorwo marĩ maingĩ mũno kũmoiga.
6 Sacrifice and offering thou hast no delight in; Mine ears hast thou opened: Burnt-offering and sin-offering hast thou not required.
Wee-rĩ, ti magongona na maruta weriragĩria, no nĩũũheete matũ ma gũkũigua; maruta ma njino na maruta ma kũhoroheria mehia ti mo maakũbatairie.
7 Then said I, Lo, I am come; In the roll of the book it is written of me:
Ningĩ ngiuga atĩrĩ, “Niĩ ũyũ haha, nĩndooka, o ta ũrĩa kwandĩkĩtwo ũhoro wakwa ibuku-inĩ rĩa gĩkũnjo.
8 I delight to do thy will, O my God; Yea, thy law is within my heart.
Niĩ ndĩriragĩria gwĩka wendi waku, Wee Ngai wakwa; watho waku ũrĩ ngoro-inĩ yakwa.”
9 I have proclaimed glad tidings of righteousness in the great assembly; Lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Jehovah, thou knowest.
Nyanagĩrĩra ũhoro wa ũthingu ndĩ kĩũngano-inĩ kĩnene; o ta ũrĩa ũũĩ, Wee Jehova, niĩ ndihingaga mĩromo yakwa.
10 I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation; I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truth from the great assembly.
Niĩ ndihithagĩrĩra ũthingu waku ngoro-inĩ yakwa; njaragia ũhoro wa wĩhokeku na ũhonokio waku. Wendo waku na ũhoro waku wa ma ndirĩ ndacihitha kĩũngano kĩrĩa kĩnene.
11 Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Jehovah; Let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.
Wee Jehova-rĩ, ndũkagirĩrĩrie tha ciaku inginyĩrĩre; wendo waku na ũhoro waku wa ma irongitagĩra hĩndĩ ciothe.
12 For innumerable evils have compassed me about; Mine iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up; They are more than the hairs of my head; And my heart hath failed me.
Nĩgũkorwo mathĩĩna matangĩtarĩka nĩmandigiicĩirie; mehia makwa nĩmanginyĩrĩire, ngaremwo nĩkuona. Maingĩhĩte gũkĩra njuĩrĩ cia mũtwe wakwa, na ngoro yakwa nĩyũrĩtwo nĩ hinya.
13 Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me: Make haste to help me, O Jehovah.
Wee Jehova-rĩ, ĩtĩkĩra kũũhonokia, Wee Jehova-rĩ, ũka narua ũndeithie.
14 Let them be put to shame and confounded together That seek after my soul to destroy it: Let them be turned backward and brought to dishonor That delight in my hurt.
Andũ arĩa othe mendaga kũnjũraga maroconorithio na manyiitwo nĩ kĩrigiicano; arĩa othe mendaga nyanangwo marocooka na thuutha maconokete.
15 Let them be desolate by reason of their shame That say unto me, Aha, aha.
Andũ arĩa maathekagĩrĩra makiugaga atĩrĩ, “Haiya! Haiya!” Maroiyũrwo nĩ ihooru nĩ ũndũ wa thoni ciao.
16 Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: Let such as love thy salvation say continually, Jehovah be magnified.
No arĩa makũrongoragia marokena na macanjamũke nĩ ũndũ waku; arĩa mendete ũhonokio waku marotũũra moigaga atĩrĩ, “Jehova arotũgĩrio!”
17 But I am poor and needy; [Yet] the Lord thinketh upon me: Thou art my help and my deliverer; Make no tarrying, O my God.
No rĩrĩ, niĩ ndĩ mũthĩĩni na mũbatari; Mwathani arondirikana. Wee nĩwe ũteithio wakwa na mũndeithũri; Wee Ngai wakwa-rĩ, hiuha ũkĩndeithie.
