Psalms 7
1 Shiggaion of David; a song which he made to the Lord, about the words of Cush the Benjamite. O Lord my God, I put my faith in you; take me out of the hands of him who is cruel to me, and make me free;
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa, nĩngwĩhitha harĩwe; honokia na ũũthare kuuma kũrĩ arĩa othe manyingatithagia,
2 So that he may not come rushing on my soul like a lion, wounding it, while there is no one to be my saviour.
tondũ waga gwĩka ũguo mekũndembũranga o ta mũrũũthi, o na mandinangie icunjĩ hatarĩ mũndũ ũngĩndeithia.
3 O Lord my God, if I have done this; if my hands have done any wrong;
Wee Jehova Ngai wakwa, ingĩkorwo nĩnjĩkĩte ũndũ ũcio, na ngorwo njĩkĩte ũũru na moko makwa,
4 If I have given back evil to him who did evil to me, or have taken anything from him who was against me without cause;
na ingĩkorwo njĩkĩte mũndũ ũũru ũrĩa ũtarĩ na haaro na niĩ, kana ngatunya thũ yakwa kĩndũ hatarĩ gĩtũmi-rĩ,
5 Let my hater go after my soul and take it; let my life be crushed to the earth, and my honour into the dust. (Selah)
hĩndĩ ĩyo kĩreke thũ yakwa ĩnyiingatithie na ĩĩnyiite; tũma ĩrangĩrĩrie muoyo wakwa tĩĩri-inĩ, na ĩtũme ngome rũkũngũ-inĩ.
6 Come up, Lord, in your wrath; be lifted up against my haters; be awake, my God, give orders for the judging.
Arahũka Wee Jehova, marakara-inĩ maku; rũgama ũũkĩrĩre thũ ciakwa na marũrũ. Ũkĩra Wee Ngai wakwa, ũtuanĩre ciira na kĩhooto.
7 The meeting of the nations will be round you; take your seat, then, over them, on high.
Andũ a ndũrĩrĩ arĩa monganĩte nĩmagũthiũrũrũkĩrie. Mathamakĩre ũrĩ kũu igũrũ;
8 The Lord will be judge of the peoples; give a decision for me, O Lord, because of my righteousness, and let my virtue have its reward.
Jehova nĩagĩtuĩre andũ othe ciira. Wee Jehova, nduĩra ciira, kũringana na ũthingu wakwa, na kũringana na ũrũngĩrĩru wakwa, Wee Ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno.
9 O let the evil of the evil-doer come to an end, but give strength to the upright: for men's minds and hearts are tested by the God of righteousness.
Wee Ngai mũthingu, o Wee ũthuthuuragia meciiria na ngoro, kinyia ũhinya wa andũ arĩa aaganu mũthia, na ũtũme andũ arĩa athingu matũũre na thayũ.
10 God, who is the saviour of the upright in heart, is my breastplate.
Ngai-Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno nĩwe ngo yakwa, ũrĩa ũhonokagia arĩa arũngĩrĩru ngoro.
11 God is the judge of the upright, and is angry with the evil-doers every day.
Ngai nĩwe ũtuanagĩra ciira na kĩhooto, nĩ Mũrungu ũrĩa wonanagia marakara make o mũthenya.
12 If a man is not turned from his evil, he will make his sword sharp; his bow is bent and ready.
Mũndũ angĩaga kũgarũrũka, nĩekũmũnoorera rũhiũ rwake rwa njora; ũta wake nĩaũtungĩte na akaũgeeta.
13 He has made ready for him the instruments of death; he makes his arrows flames of fire.
Nĩahaarĩirie indo ciake cia mbaara cia kũũragana; akahaarĩria mĩguĩ yake ĩkũrĩrĩmbũka mwaki.
14 That man is a worker of evil; the seed of wrongdoing has given birth to deceit.
Mũndũ ũrĩa ũgĩte nda ya waganu, na akooha nda ya thĩĩna, aciaraga maheeni.
15 He has made a hole deep in the earth, and is falling into the hole which he has made
Mũndũ ũrĩa wenjaga irima na akarĩthikũria, agũũaga o irima rĩu enjete.
16 His wrongdoing will come back to him, and his violent behaviour will come down on his head.
Thĩĩna ũrĩa aambĩrĩirie ũmũcookagĩrĩra we mwene, haaro yake ĩkamũgwĩra mũtwe wake mwene.
17 I will give praise to the Lord for his righteousness; I will make a song to the name of the Lord Most High.
Nĩngũcookeria Jehova ngaatho tondũ wa ũthingu wake, na ngooce rĩĩtwa rĩa Jehova Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno na rwĩmbo.
