Psalms 108

1 A Song. A Psalm. Of David. O God, my heart is fixed; I will make songs and melody, even with my glory.

Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Ngai, ngoro yakwa nĩĩkindĩirie; nĩkũina ngũina, ngũgooce na rwĩmbo na muoyo wakwa wothe.

2 Give out your sounds, O corded instruments: the dawn will be awaking with my song.

Arahũka, wee kĩnanda kĩa mũgeeto na gĩa kĩnũbi! Ngwarahũka ruoro rũgĩtema.

3 I will give you praise, O Lord, among the peoples; I will make melody to you among the nations.

Wee Jehova nĩngũkũgooca, ngũgooce gatagatĩ-inĩ ka ndũrĩrĩ; nĩngũkũinĩra ndĩ gatagatĩ-inĩ ka andũ.

4 For your mercy is higher than the heavens: and your unchanging faith than the clouds.

Nĩgũkorwo wendo waku nĩ mũnene, ũkaraiha gũkĩra igũrũ; wĩhokeku waku ũkinyaga o matu-inĩ.

5 Be lifted up, O God, higher than the heavens; let your glory be over all the earth.

Wee Ngai tũũgĩra, ũtũũgĩrio igũrũ rĩa igũrũ, riiri waku nĩũgĩe igũrũ rĩa thĩ yothe.

6 Let your right hand be stretched out for salvation, and give me an answer, so that your loved ones may be safe from danger.

Tũhonokie na ũtũteithie na guoko gwaku kwa ũrĩo, nĩguo ũteithũre arĩa wendete.

7 This is the word of the holy God: I will be glad; I will make Shechem a heritage, measuring out the valley of Succoth.

Ngai nĩarĩtie arĩ handũ hake harĩa haamũre, akoiga atĩrĩ: “Nĩngatũranga Shekemu ndĩ na gĩkeno kĩingĩ, na thimĩre andũ akwa Gĩtuamba gĩa Sukothu.

8 Gilead is mine; Manasseh is mine; Ephraim is the strength of my head; Judah is my law-giver;

Gileadi nĩ gwakwa, o na Manase no gwakwa; Efiraimu nĩ ngũbia yakwa ya kĩgera, na Juda nĩ mũthĩgi wakwa wa ũthamaki.

9 Moab is my washpot; on Edom is the resting-place of my shoe; over Philistia will I send out a glad cry.

Moabi nĩ kĩraĩ gĩakwa gĩa gwĩthambĩra, na Edomu nĩho njikagia kĩraatũ gĩakwa; nĩngwanĩrĩra nĩ ũrĩa ndooretie bũrũri wa Filistia.”

10 Who will take me into the strong town? who will be my guide into Edom?

Nũũ ũkũnginyia itũũra rĩrĩa inene rĩirigĩre? Nũũ ũkũndongoria andware Edomu?

11 Have you not sent us away from you, O God? and you go not out with our armies.

Githĩ tiwe, Wee Ngai, o Wee ũtũtiganĩirie, na ũgatiga gũtwarana na mbũtũ ciitũ cia ita?

12 Give us help in our trouble; for there is no help in man.

Tũteithie ũtũhootanĩre harĩ thũ ciitũ, nĩgũkorwo ũteithio wa mũndũ nĩ wa tũhũ.

13 With God we will do great things; for by him will our haters be crushed underfoot.

Ngai arĩ hamwe na ithuĩ nĩtũkũhootana, na nĩakarangĩrĩria thũ ciitũ thĩ.