Psalms 22
1 For the choirmaster. To the tune of “The Doe of the Dawn.” A Psalm of David. My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from saving me, so far from my words of groaning?
Thaburi ya Daudi Ngai wakwa, Ngai wakwa, ũndiganĩirie nĩkĩ? Ũndaihĩrĩirie ũguo nĩkĩ, ũkaaga kũũhonokia, ũkaraihĩrĩria ciugo cia mũcaayo wakwa?
2 I cry out by day, O my God, but You do not answer, and by night, but I have no rest.
Wee Ngai wakwa, ngũkayagĩra mũthenya, no ndũnjĩtĩkaga, ngũkayagĩra ũtukũ, na ndingĩkira.
3 Yet You are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.
No rĩrĩ, Wee ũrĩ Mũtheru, Wee ũikarĩire gĩtĩ kĩa ũnene; Wee nĩwe ũgoocagwo nĩ Isiraeli.
4 In You our fathers trusted; they trusted and You delivered them.
Maithe maitũ nĩwe meehokaga; maakwĩhokire nawe ũkĩmahonokia.
5 They cried out to You and were set free; they trusted in You and were not disappointed.
Maagũkaĩire nao makĩhonokio; maakwĩhokire na matiigana gũconorithio.
6 But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by men and despised by the people.
No niĩ nduĩkĩte o ta kĩgunyũ, no ti ta mũndũ, nganyararwo nĩ andũ na ngamenwo nĩ kĩrĩndĩ.
7 All who see me mock me; they sneer and shake their heads:
Andũ arĩa othe maanyonaga nĩmanyũrũragia; makaanuma makĩinainagia mĩtwe, makoiga atĩrĩ:
8 “He trusts in the LORD, let the LORD deliver him; let the LORD rescue him, since He delights in him.”
“Ehokaga Jehova; Jehova nĩakĩmũhatũre. Nĩakĩmũteithũre, nĩgũkorwo nĩakenagio nĩwe.”
9 Yet You brought me forth from the womb; You made me secure at my mother’s breast.
No rĩrĩ, Wee nĩwe wandutire nda ya maitũ; watũmire ngwĩhoke ndĩ o nyondo-inĩ cia maitũ.
10 From birth I was cast upon You; from my mother’s womb You have been my God.
Kuuma ndaaciarwo ndaikirio o harĩwe; kuuma ndoima nda ya maitũ ũkoretwo ũrĩ Mũrungu wakwa.
11 Be not far from me, for trouble is near and there is no one to help.
Ndũkandaihĩrĩrie, nĩgũkorwo thĩĩna ũrĩ o hakuhĩ, na gũtirĩ mũndũ o na ũmwe wa kũndeithia.
12 Many bulls surround me; strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.
Ndegwa nyingĩ nĩindigicĩirie; thiũrũrũkĩirio nĩ ndegwa irĩ hinya cia Bashani.
13 They open their jaws against me like lions that roar and maul.
Mĩrũũthi ĩkũrarama, ĩgĩtambuuranga kĩrĩa ĩgwatĩtie, ĩnjathamĩirie tũnua twayo.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts away within me.
Njitĩtwo thĩ ta maaĩ, namo mahĩndĩ makwa mothe nĩmarekanĩtie. Ngoro yakwa yororoete ta mũhũra; ĩtwekete ĩrĩ thĩinĩ wakwa.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You lay me in the dust of death.
Hinya wakwa ũniarĩte ta rũgĩo, naruo rũrĩmĩ rwakwa rũkanyiitana na karakara nĩkũngʼara; ũngometie rũkũngũ-inĩ rwa gĩkuũ.
16 For dogs surround me; a band of evil men encircles me; they have pierced my hands and feet.
Ndĩĩmũrigiicĩrie nĩ magui; ndĩĩmũthiũrũrũkĩrie nĩ gĩkundi kĩa andũ arĩa meekaga ũũru, nĩmatheecangĩte moko na magũrũ makwa.
17 I can count all my bones; they stare and gloat over me.
Mahĩndĩ makwa no hote kũmatara mothe; andũ marandora na makangũũrĩra maitho.
18 They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing.
Maragayana nguo ciakwa, nayo kanjũ yakwa makamĩcuukĩra mĩtĩ.
19 But You, O LORD, be not far off; O my Strength, come quickly to help me.
No rĩrĩ, Wee Jehova, ndũkandaihĩrĩrie mũno; Wee Hinya wakwa, hiũha ũũke ũndeithie.
20 Deliver my soul from the sword, my precious life from the power of wild dogs.
Teithũra muoyo wakwa kuuma harĩ rũhiũ rwa njora, ũteithũre muoyo wakwa wa goro harĩ hinya wa magui.
21 Save me from the mouth of the lion; at the horns of the wild oxen You have answered me!
Thara kuuma kanua-inĩ ka mĩrũũthi; honokia kuuma hĩa-inĩ cia mbogo.
22 I will proclaim Your name to my brothers; I will praise You in the assembly.
Nĩngumbũra rĩĩtwa rĩaku kũrĩ ariũ a baba; ndĩrĩkũgoocaga ndĩ kĩũngano-inĩ.
23 You who fear the LORD, praise Him! All descendants of Jacob, honor Him! All offspring of Israel, revere Him!
Inyuĩ andũ aya mwĩtigĩrĩte Jehova, mũgoocei! Inyuothe a njiaro cia Jakubu, mũkumiei, inyuĩ a njiaro cia Isiraeli, mũtĩĩei.
24 For He has not despised or detested the torment of the afflicted. He has not hidden His face from him, but has attended to his cry for help.
Nĩgũkorwo we ndaamenire kana akĩnyarara gũthĩĩnĩka kwa ũrĩa mũnyamarĩku; ndaahithire ũthiũ wake kuuma kũrĩ we, no nĩathikĩrĩirie kĩrĩro gĩake.
25 My praise for You resounds in the great assembly; I will fulfill my vows before those who fear You.
Gĩtũmi kĩa ngũgooce ũrĩa ngũgoocaga ndĩ kĩũngano-inĩ kĩnene kiumĩte harĩwe; niĩ nĩndĩrĩhingagia mĩĩhĩtwa yakwa ndĩ mbere ya arĩa magwĩtigĩrĩte.
26 The poor will eat and be satisfied; those who seek the LORD will praise Him. May your hearts live forever!
Andũ arĩa athĩĩni marĩrĩĩaga na makahũũna, arĩa marongoragia Jehova, nĩmarĩmũgoocaga; ngoro cianyu irotũũra nginya tene.
27 All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the LORD. All the families of the nations will bow down before Him.
Andũ arĩa othe matũũraga ituri ciothe cia thĩ nĩmakaririkana na macookerere Jehova, andũ a nyũmba ciothe cia ndũrĩrĩ nĩmakainamĩrĩra mbere yake,
28 For dominion belongs to the LORD and He rules over the nations.
nĩgũkorwo ũthamaki nĩ wa Jehova, na nĩwe wathaga ndũrĩrĩ ciothe.
29 All the rich of the earth will feast and worship; all who go down to the dust will kneel before Him— even those unable to preserve their lives.
Andũ arĩa othe atongu a thĩ makaarĩa na mamũhooe; arĩa othe makuuaga magathikwo nĩmagaturia ndu mbere yake, o acio matangĩhota gwĩtũũria muoyo.
30 Posterity will serve Him; they will declare the Lord to a new generation.
Ciana nĩikamũtungatĩra; nacio nĩikaahe njiarwa iria igooka ũhoro wa Mwathani.
31 They will come and proclaim His righteousness to a people yet unborn— all that He has done.
Acio nĩmakahunjia ũthingu wake kũrĩ andũ arĩa magaaciarwo, nĩgũkorwo nĩwe wĩkĩte ũguo.
