Psalms 92

1 A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath. It is a good thing to give praise to the Lord, and to make melody to your name, O Most High;

Nĩ wega mũno gũcookagĩria Jehova ngaatho o na gũkumagia rĩĩtwa rĩaku na rwĩmbo, Wee Ũrĩa-ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno,

2 To make clear your mercy in the morning, and your unchanging faith every night;

nĩ wega mũno kwanagĩrĩra wendo waku o rũciinĩ, o na kwanĩrĩra wĩhokeku waku ũtukũ,

3 On a ten-corded instrument, and on an instrument of music with a quiet sound.

tũkĩinagia kĩnanda gĩa kĩnũbi kĩa ndigi ikũmi, o hamwe na kĩnanda kĩa mũgeeto kĩrĩa kĩgambi wega.

4 For you, O Lord, have made me glad through your work; I will have joy in the works of your hands.

Nĩgũkorwo, Wee Jehova, nĩũngenetie nĩ ũndũ wa ciĩko ciaku; nĩngũina ngenete nĩ ũndũ wa wĩra wa moko maku.

5 O Lord, how great are your works! and your thoughts are very deep.

Ĩĩ mawĩra maku matikĩrĩ manene, Wee Jehova, meciiria maku-rĩ, matikĩrĩ marikĩru!

6 A man without sense has no knowledge of this; and a foolish man may not take it in.

Mũndũ ũrĩa ũtarĩ ũũgĩ ndangĩmamenya, mũndũ mũkĩĩgu ndangĩkũũrana ũndũ ũyũ,

7 When the sinners come up like the grass, and all the workers of evil do well for themselves, it is so that their end may be eternal destruction.

atĩ o na arĩa aaganu mangĩkũra ta nyeki, o na arĩa othe mekaga ũũru mangĩgaacĩra, makaaniinwo nginya tene na tene.

8 But you, O Lord, are on high for ever.

No Wee Jehova, ũtũũraga ũtũũgĩrĩtio nginya tene.

9 For see! your haters, O Lord, will be put to death; all the workers of evil will be put to flight;

Nĩgũkorwo thũ ciaku, Wee Jehova, ti-itherũ thũ ciaku nĩigathira; arĩa othe mekaga ũũru nĩmakaharaganio.

10 But my horn is lifted up like the horn of the ox: the best oil is flowing on my head.

Wee nĩwambararĩtie rũhĩa rwakwa o ta rwa mbogo; ndĩĩmũitĩrĩrie maguta marĩa mega mũno.

11 My eyes have seen trouble come on my haters; my ears have news of the fate of the evil-doers who have come up against me.

Maitho makwa nĩmeyoneire gũtoorio gwa thũ ciakwa; matũ makwa nĩmeiguĩrĩire ũrĩa thũ ciakwa icio njaganu itooretio.

12 The good man will be like a tall tree in his strength; his growth will be as the wide-stretching trees of Lebanon.

Andũ arĩa athingu marĩtheeremaga o ta mũtĩ wa mũkĩndũ, makũre o ta mũtarakwa wa Lebanoni;

13 Those who are planted in the house of the Lord will come up tall and strong in his gardens.

mahaandĩtwo kũu nyũmba-inĩ ya Jehova, marĩtheeremaga kũu nja-inĩ cia Ngai witũ.

14 They will give fruit even when they are old; they will be fertile and full of growth;

Magatũũra maciaraga maciaro o na marĩ akũrũ, matũũre marĩ na hinya wa wĩthĩ wao, na marĩ aruru,

15 For a sign that the Lord is upright; he is my Rock, there is no deceit in him.

maanagĩrĩre, makiugaga atĩrĩ, “Jehova nĩ mũrũngĩrĩru; we nĩwe Rwaro rwakwa rwa Ihiga, na gũtirĩ waganu ũngĩoneka thĩinĩ wake.”