Psalms 142

1 A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer. I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift my voice to the LORD for mercy.

Ndakatulo ya Davide, pamene iyeyo anali mʼphanga. Pemphero. Ndikulirira Yehova mofuwula; ndikukweza mawu anga kwa Yehova kupempha chifundo.

2 I pour out my complaint before Him; I reveal my trouble to Him.

Ndikukhuthula madandawulo anga pamaso pake; ndikufotokoza za masautso anga pamaso pake.

3 Although my spirit grows faint within me, You know my way. Along the path I travel they have hidden a snare for me.

Pamene mzimu wanga walefuka mʼkati mwanga, ndinu amene mudziwa njira yanga. Mʼnjira imene ndimayendamo anthu anditchera msampha mobisa.

4 Look to my right and see; no one attends to me. There is no refuge for me; no one cares for my soul.

Yangʼanani kumanja kwanga ndipo onani; palibe amene akukhudzika nane. Ndilibe pothawira; palibe amene amasamala za moyo wanga.

5 I cry to You, O LORD: “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”

Ndilirira Inu Yehova; ndikuti, “Ndinu pothawirapo panga, gawo langa mʼdziko la anthu amoyo.”

6 Listen to my cry, for I am brought quite low. Rescue me from my pursuers, for they are too strong for me.

Mverani kulira kwanga pakuti ndathedwa nzeru; pulumutseni kwa amene akundithamangitsa pakuti ndi amphamvu kuposa ine.

7 Free my soul from prison, that I may praise Your name. The righteous will gather around me because of Your goodness to me.

Tulutseni mʼndende yanga kuti nditamande dzina lanu. Ndipo anthu olungama adzandizungulira chifukwa cha zabwino zanu pa ine.