Psalms 55
1 For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. A Maskil of David. Listen to my prayer, O God, and do not ignore my plea.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai, thikĩrĩria ihooya rĩakwa, ndũkaage kũigua ithaithana rĩakwa;
2 Attend to me and answer me. I am restless in my complaint, and distraught
njigua na ũnjĩtĩke. Meciiria makwa nĩmathĩĩnĩtie na ndĩ mũgiĩku
3 at the voice of the enemy, at the pressure of the wicked. For they release disaster upon me and revile me in their anger.
nĩ ũndũ wa mũgambo wa thũ, nĩ ũndũ wa gũkũũrĩrwo maitho nĩ andũ arĩa aaganu; tondũ o mandehagĩra o mathĩĩna, na makaanyũrũria marakarĩte.
4 My heart murmurs within me, and the terrors of death assail me.
Ngoro yakwa ĩrĩ na ruo rũnene thĩinĩ wakwa, nganyiitwo nĩ imakania nene cia gĩkuũ.
5 Fear and trembling grip me, and horror has overwhelmed me.
Guoya na kũinaina nĩcindigiicĩirie; hubanĩirio nĩ kĩmako kĩnene.
6 I said, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and find rest.
Na niĩ ngiuga atĩrĩ, “Hĩ, naarĩ korwo ndĩ na mathagu ta ndutura! Ingĩũmbũka thiĩ ngahurũke,
7 How far away I would flee! In the wilderness I would remain.
ingĩũra thiĩ kũndũ kũraya, ngaikare werũ-inĩ;
8 I would hurry to my shelter, far from this raging tempest.”
ingĩhiũha thiĩ handũ harĩa ingĩĩgitia, kũraihu na rũhuho rũu rũnene na kĩhuhũkanio.”
9 O Lord, confuse and confound their speech, for I see violence and strife in the city.
Wee Mwathani, andũ arĩa aaganu nĩmanyiitwo nĩ kĩrigiicano, ũhĩngĩcanie mĩario yao, nĩgũkorwo itũũra-inĩ inene nyonaga o haaro na ngũĩ.
10 Day and night they encircle the walls, while malice and trouble lie within.
Mũthenya na ũtukũ, andũ acio aaganu macangacangaga thingo-inĩ cia itũũra rĩu; narĩo rĩiyũrĩtwo nĩ rũmena na irumi.
11 Destruction is within; oppression and deceit never leave the streets.
Thĩinĩ wa itũũra rĩu inene no mwanangĩko ũrĩ kuo; kwĩhĩtanĩra na kũheenania ciyũrĩte njĩra-inĩ ciarĩo.
12 For it is not an enemy who insults me; that I could endure. It is not a foe who rises against me; from him I could hide.
Korwo nĩ thũ ĩranuma-rĩ, no ngirĩrĩrie; korwo nĩ thũ ĩranjũkĩrĩra-rĩ, no ndĩhithe ndĩkanyone.
13 But it is you, a man like myself, my companion and close friend.
No rĩrĩ, nĩwe mũndũ wa riika rĩakwa, mũthiritũ wakwa, mũrata wakwa ũrĩa twendanĩte mũno,
14 We shared sweet fellowship together; we walked with the crowd into the house of God.
o wee twanakenanĩra tũrĩ na ngwatanĩro njega, tũgĩthiĩ hamwe na andũ arĩa angĩ nyũmba-inĩ ya Ngai.
15 Let death seize them by surprise; let them go down to Sheol alive, for evil is with them in their homes. (Sheol h7585)
Gĩkuũ kĩrohubanĩria thũ ciakwa o rĩmwe; iroikũrũka mbĩrĩra irĩ muoyo, tondũ ũũru ũkoragwo ngoro-inĩ ciacio. (Sheol h7585)
16 But I call to God, and the LORD saves me.
No rĩrĩ, niĩ nĩ Ngai ngayagĩra, nake Jehova nĩahonokagia.
17 Morning, noon, and night, I cry out in distress, and He hears my voice.
Hwaĩ-inĩ, na rũciinĩ, o na mĩaraho, ngayaga ndĩ mĩnyamaro-inĩ, nake nĩaiguaga mũgambo wakwa.
18 He redeems my soul in peace from the battle waged against me, even though many oppose me.
We angũũraga kuuma mbaara-inĩ ĩrĩa ndũithagio, ngoima itagurarĩtio, o na gwakorwo nĩ andũ aingĩ mandũithagia.
19 God will hear and humiliate them— the One enthroned for the ages— (Selah) because they do not change and they have no fear of God.
Mũrungu ũrĩa ũtũũrĩte aikarĩire gĩtĩ kĩa ũnene nginya tene, nĩekũmaigua na amaherithie, andũ acio matagarũragĩra mĩthiĩre yao, o acio matetigagĩra Ngai.
20 My companion attacks his friends; he violates his covenant.
Mũndũ ũcio tũrĩ thiritũ nake atharĩkagĩra arata ake, na agathũkia kĩrĩkanĩro gĩake.
21 His speech is smooth as butter, but war is in his heart. His words are softer than oil, yet they are swords unsheathed.
Mĩario yake ĩnyorokete o ta thiagĩ, no rĩrĩ, mbaara ĩrĩ ngoro-inĩ yake; ciugo ciake ihooranagĩria gũkĩra maguta, no icio nĩ hiũ cia njora irĩ njomore.
22 Cast your burden upon the LORD and He will sustain you; He will never let the righteous be shaken.
Rekereria Jehova maũndũ marĩa magũtangaga, na nĩegũgũtiirĩrĩra; ndarĩ hĩndĩ akaareka mũndũ ũrĩa mũthingu agwe.
23 But You, O God, will bring them down to the Pit of destruction; men of bloodshed and deceit will not live out half their days. But I will trust in You.
No rĩrĩ, Wee Ngai, nĩũkaharũrũkia andũ arĩa aaganu irima-inĩ rĩa ũmaramari; andũ arĩa manyootagĩra thakame na andũ a maheeni matigaakinyia nuthu ya matukũ mao. No niĩ hakwa-rĩ, Wee nĩwe ndĩĩhokete.
