Psalms 39
1 For the choirmaster. For Jeduthun. A Psalm of David. I said, “I will watch my ways so that I will not sin with my tongue; I will guard my mouth with a muzzle as long as the wicked are present.”
Kwa mwimbishaji. Mtindo wa Yeduthuni. Zaburi ya Daudi. Nilisema, “Nitaziangalia njia zangu na kuuzuia ulimi wangu usije ukatenda dhambi; nitaweka lijamu kinywani mwangu wakati wote waovu wanapokuwa karibu nami.”
2 I was speechless and still; I remained silent, even from speaking good, and my sorrow was stirred.
Lakini niliponyamaza kimya na kutulia, hata pasipo kusema lolote jema, uchungu wangu uliongezeka.
3 My heart grew hot within me; as I mused, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:
Moyo wangu ulipata moto ndani yangu, nilipotafakari, moto uliwaka, ndipo nikasema kwa ulimi wangu:
4 “Show me, O LORD, my end and the measure of my days. Let me know how fleeting my life is.
“Ee Bwana, nijulishe mwisho wa maisha yangu na hesabu ya siku zangu; nijalie kujua jinsi maisha yangu yanavyopita upesi.
5 You, indeed, have made my days as handbreadths, and my lifetime as nothing before You. Truly each man at his best exists as but a breath.
Umefanya maisha yangu mafupi kama pumzi; muda wangu wa kuishi ni kama hauna thamani kwako. Maisha ya kila mwanadamu ni kama pumzi.
6 Surely every man goes about like a phantom; surely he bustles in vain; he heaps up riches not knowing who will haul them away.
Hakika kila binadamu ni kama njozi aendapo huku na huko: hujishughulisha na mengi lakini ni ubatili; anakusanya mali nyingi, wala hajui ni nani atakayeifaidi.
7 And now, O Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in You.
“Lakini sasa Bwana, nitafute nini? Tumaini langu ni kwako.
8 Deliver me from all my transgressions; do not make me the reproach of fools.
Niokoe kutoka kwenye makosa yangu yote, usinifanye kuwa dhihaka ya wapumbavu.
9 I have become mute; I do not open my mouth because of what You have done.
Nilinyamaza kimya, sikufumbua kinywa changu, kwa sababu wewe ndiwe uliyetenda hili.
10 Remove Your scourge from me; I am perishing by the force of Your hand.
Niondolee mjeledi wako, nimeshindwa kwa mapigo ya mkono wako.
11 You discipline and correct a man for his iniquity, consuming like a moth what he holds dear; surely each man is but a vapor.
Unakemea na kuadhibu wanadamu kwa ajili ya dhambi zao; unaharibu utajiri wao kama nondo aharibuvyo: kila mwanadamu ni kama pumzi tu.
12 Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry for help; do not be deaf to my weeping. For I am a foreigner dwelling with You, a stranger like all my fathers.
“Ee Bwana, usikie maombi yangu, usikie kilio changu unisaidie, usiwe kiziwi kwa kulia kwangu. Kwani mimi ninaishi na wewe kama mgeni, kama walivyokuwa baba zangu wote,
13 Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may again be cheered before I depart and am no more.”
Tazama mbali nami, ili niweze kufurahi tena kabla sijaondoka na nisiwepo tena.”
