< Psalms 109 >

1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. O God of my praise, be not silent.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai, ũrĩa ngoocaga, ndũgaakire,
2 For wicked and deceitful mouths open against me; they speak against me with lying tongues.
nĩgũkorwo andũ arĩa aaganu na a maheeni nĩmathamĩtie tũnua nĩguo manjũkĩrĩre; nĩmarĩtie ũhoro wakwa na rũrĩmĩ rwa maheeni.
3 They surround me with hateful words and attack me without cause.
Mandigicĩirie makĩaragia ndeto cia rũthũũro; maatharĩkagĩra hatarĩ gĩtũmi.
4 In return for my love they accuse me, but I am a man of prayer.
Handũ ha wendo ũrĩa ndĩmendete naguo, o nĩ gũũthitanga maathitangaga, no niĩ nĩkũhooya ndĩmahooyagĩra.
5 They repay me evil for good, and hatred for my love.
Mandĩhaga wega na ũũru, na makandĩha wendani na rũthũũro.
6 Set over him a wicked man; let an accuser stand at his right hand.
Mũndũ ũrĩa wĩkĩte ũguo mũigĩre mũndũ mũũru amũũkĩrĩre; mwena wake wa ũrĩo nĩkũrũgame mũndũ wa kũmũthitanga.
7 When he is tried, let him be found guilty, and may his prayer be regarded as sin.
Aacirithio-rĩ, nĩatuuagwo mwĩhia, na kũhooya gwake gũgĩtuĩke no kwĩhia.
8 May his days be few; may another take his position.
Matukũ make maronyiiha; ũtongoria wake ũrooywo nĩ mũndũ ũngĩ.
9 May his children be fatherless and his wife a widow.
Ciana ciake irotuĩka cia ngoriai, na mũtumia wake atuĩke wa ndigwa.
10 May his children wander as beggars, seeking sustenance far from their ruined homes.
Ciana ciake irotuĩka njara-rũhĩ cia gũcangacanga; iroingatwo ciume mĩciĩ yao ĩyo mĩanangĩku.
11 May the creditor seize all he owns, and strangers plunder the fruits of his labor.
Indo ciake ciothe irotahwo nĩ mũndũ ũrĩa marĩ thiirĩ nake; andũ a kũngĩ nĩmeyoere maciaro ma wĩra wake.
12 May there be no one to extend kindness to him, and no one to favor his fatherless children.
Aroaga mũndũ ũngĩmwonia ũtugi, o na kana mũndũ ũngĩiguĩra ciana icio ciake cia ngoriai tha.
13 May his descendants be cut off; may their name be blotted out from the next generation.
Njiaro ciake iroeherio, na marĩĩtwa maacio mathario kuuma rũciaro-inĩ rũrĩa rũgooka.
14 May the iniquity of his fathers be remembered before the LORD, and the sin of his mother never be blotted out.
Waganu wa maithe make ũrotũũra ũririkanagwo nĩ Jehova; wĩhia wa nyina ũroaga gũgaathario o na rĩ.
15 May their sins always remain before the LORD, that He may cut off their memory from the earth.
Mehia mao marotũũra hĩndĩ ciothe marĩ mbere ya Jehova, nĩguo akaaniina kũririkanwo kwao gũkũ thĩ.
16 For he never thought to show kindness, but pursued the poor and needy and brokenhearted, even to their death.
Nĩgũkorwo mũndũ ũcio we ndarĩ hĩndĩ eciiragia ũhoro wa gũtugana, no aingatithagia mũndũ ũrĩa mũthĩĩni, na ũrĩa mũbatari, o na ũrĩa mũthuthĩku ngoro, o nginya akamooraga.
17 The cursing that he loved, may it fall on him; the blessing in which he refused to delight, may it be far from him.
Aronyiitwo nĩ kĩrumi, tondũ we endete o kũruma andũ manyiitwo nĩ kĩrumi; kĩrathimo kĩromũraihĩrĩria, tondũ we ndendaga kũrathimana.
18 The cursing that he wore like a coat, may it soak into his body like water, and into his bones like oil.
Ehumbaga kĩrumi taarĩ nguo; kĩamũtoonyire mwĩrĩ ta maaĩ, o na gĩkĩmũtoonya mahĩndĩ-inĩ taarĩ maguta.
19 May it be like a robe wrapped about him, like a belt tied forever around him.
Kĩrotuĩka taarĩ nguo ya igũrũ erigiicĩirie, na gĩtuĩke taarĩ mũcibi ehotorete nginya tene.
20 May this be the LORD’s reward to my accusers, to those who speak evil against me.
Rĩrĩ nĩrĩtuĩke irĩhi rĩa Jehova kũrĩ arĩa maathitangaga, o kũrĩ arĩa maaragia ũũru igũrũ rĩakwa.
21 But You, O GOD, the Lord, deal kindly with me for the sake of Your name; deliver me by the goodness of Your loving devotion.
No rĩrĩ, Wee Mwathani Jehova, njĩka maũndũ mega nĩ ũndũ wa rĩĩtwa rĩaku; ndeithũra tondũ wa wega wa wendo waku.
22 For I am poor and needy; my heart is wounded within me.
Nĩgũkorwo ndĩ mũthĩĩni na mũbatari, nayo ngoro yakwa nĩĩgurarĩtio thĩinĩ wakwa.
23 I am fading away like a lengthening shadow; I am shaken off like a locust.
Ndĩ hakuhĩ kũbuĩria o ta kĩĩruru kĩa hwaĩ-inĩ; hurutagwo nĩ rũhuho o ta ngigĩ.
24 My knees are weak from fasting, and my body grows lean and gaunt.
Maru makwa nĩmaregerete nĩ kwĩima kũrĩa; mwĩrĩ wakwa ũhĩnjĩte nĩ kwaga maguta.
25 I am an object of scorn to my accusers; when they see me, they shake their heads.
Nduĩkĩte kĩndũ gĩa kũnyũrũrio nĩ andũ arĩa maathitangaga; rĩrĩa maanyona, mainainagia mĩtwe.
26 Help me, O LORD my God; save me according to Your loving devotion.
Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa, ndeithia; honokia kũringana na wendo waku.
27 Let them know that this is Your hand, that You, O LORD, have done it.
Tũma mamenye atĩ kũu nĩ guoko gwaku, mamenye atĩ Wee Jehova, nĩwe wĩkĩte ũguo.
28 Though they curse, You will bless. When they rise up, they will be put to shame, but Your servant will rejoice.
O nĩ marumanage, no wee ũrathimanage; rĩrĩa maatharĩkĩra nĩmarĩconorithagio, no ndungata yaku no gũkena ĩrĩkenaga.
29 May my accusers be clothed with disgrace; may they wear their shame like a robe.
Arĩa maathitangaga makaahumbwo njono na mohwo thoni taarĩ nguo ya igũrũ.
30 With my mouth I will thank the LORD profusely; I will praise Him in the presence of many.
Nĩndĩrĩkumagia Jehova mũno na kanua gakwa; nĩndĩrĩmũgoocaga ndĩ kĩrĩndĩ-inĩ kĩnene.
31 For He stands at the right hand of the needy one, to save him from the condemners of his soul.
Nĩgũkorwo arũgamaga guoko-inĩ kwa ũrĩo kwa mũndũ ũrĩa mũbatari, nĩguo ahonokagie muoyo wake harĩ andũ arĩa mangĩmũtua nĩ mwĩhia.

< Psalms 109 >