Psalms 13

1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. Will you for ever put me out of your memory, O Lord? will your face for ever be turned away from me?

Thaburi ya Daudi Nĩ nginya rĩ, Wee Jehova? Ũgũtũũra ũriganĩirwo nĩ niĩ nginya tene? Nĩ nginya rĩ ũgũtũũra ũũhithĩte ũthiũ waku?

2 How long is my soul to be in doubt, with sorrow in my heart all the day? how long will he who is against me be given power over me?

Nĩ nginya rĩ ngũtũũra ngianaga na meciiria makwa, na o mũthenya ngoragwo na ihooru ngoro-inĩ yakwa? Nĩ nginya rĩ thũ yakwa ĩgũtũũra ĩĩhootaga?

3 Let my voice come before you, and give me an answer, O Lord my God; let your light be shining on me, so that the sleep of death may not overtake me;

Wee Jehova, Ngai wakwa, ndora na ũnjookerie ũhoro. Tũma maitho makwa mone, nĩguo ndikae gũkoma toro wa gĩkuũ;

4 And he who is against me may not say, I have overcome him; and those who are troubling me may not be glad when I am moved.

nĩguo thũ yakwa ndĩkoige atĩrĩ, “Nĩndĩmũhootete,” nao arĩa marĩ muku na niĩ magĩkenere kũgũa gwakwa.

5 But I have had faith in your mercy; my heart will be glad in your salvation.

No niĩ ndĩhokete wendo waku ũrĩa ũtathiraga; ngoro yakwa ĩkenagĩra ũhonokio waku.

6 I will make a song to the Lord, because he has given me my reward.

Nĩngũinĩra Jehova, nĩgũkorwo nĩanjĩkĩte wega mũno.