< Psalms 22 >

1 For the end, concerning the morning aid, a Psalm of David. O God, my God, attend to me: why hast thou forsaken me? the account of my transgressions is far from my salvation.
Thaburi ya Daudi Ngai wakwa, Ngai wakwa, ũndiganĩirie nĩkĩ? Ũndaihĩrĩirie ũguo nĩkĩ, ũkaaga kũũhonokia, ũkaraihĩrĩria ciugo cia mũcaayo wakwa?
2 O my God, I will cry to thee by day, but thou wilt not hear: and by night, and [it shall] not [be accounted] for folly to me.
Wee Ngai wakwa, ngũkayagĩra mũthenya, no ndũnjĩtĩkaga, ngũkayagĩra ũtukũ, na ndingĩkira.
3 But thou, the praise of Israel, dwellest in a sanctuary.
No rĩrĩ, Wee ũrĩ Mũtheru, Wee ũikarĩire gĩtĩ kĩa ũnene; Wee nĩwe ũgoocagwo nĩ Isiraeli.
4 Our fathers hoped in thee; they hoped, and thou didst deliver them.
Maithe maitũ nĩwe meehokaga; maakwĩhokire nawe ũkĩmahonokia.
5 They cried to thee, and were saved: they hoped in thee, and were not ashamed.
Maagũkaĩire nao makĩhonokio; maakwĩhokire na matiigana gũconorithio.
6 But I am a worm, and not a man; a reproach of men, and scorn of the people.
No niĩ nduĩkĩte o ta kĩgunyũ, no ti ta mũndũ, nganyararwo nĩ andũ na ngamenwo nĩ kĩrĩndĩ.
7 All that saw me mocked me: they spoke with [their] lips, they shook the head, [saying],
Andũ arĩa othe maanyonaga nĩmanyũrũragia; makaanuma makĩinainagia mĩtwe, makoiga atĩrĩ:
8 He hoped in the Lord: let him deliver him, let him save him, because he takes pleasure in him.
“Ehokaga Jehova; Jehova nĩakĩmũhatũre. Nĩakĩmũteithũre, nĩgũkorwo nĩakenagio nĩwe.”
9 For thou art he that drew me out of the womb; my hope from my mother's breasts.
No rĩrĩ, Wee nĩwe wandutire nda ya maitũ; watũmire ngwĩhoke ndĩ o nyondo-inĩ cia maitũ.
10 I was cast on thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother's belly.
Kuuma ndaaciarwo ndaikirio o harĩwe; kuuma ndoima nda ya maitũ ũkoretwo ũrĩ Mũrungu wakwa.
11 Stand not aloof from me; for affliction is near; for there is no helper.
Ndũkandaihĩrĩrie, nĩgũkorwo thĩĩna ũrĩ o hakuhĩ, na gũtirĩ mũndũ o na ũmwe wa kũndeithia.
12 Many bullocks have compassed me: fat bulls have beset me round.
Ndegwa nyingĩ nĩindigicĩirie; thiũrũrũkĩirio nĩ ndegwa irĩ hinya cia Bashani.
13 They have opened their mouth against me, as a ravening and roaring lion.
Mĩrũũthi ĩkũrarama, ĩgĩtambuuranga kĩrĩa ĩgwatĩtie, ĩnjathamĩirie tũnua twayo.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are loosened: my heart in the midst of my belly is become like melting wax.
Njitĩtwo thĩ ta maaĩ, namo mahĩndĩ makwa mothe nĩmarekanĩtie. Ngoro yakwa yororoete ta mũhũra; ĩtwekete ĩrĩ thĩinĩ wakwa.
15 My strength is dried up, like a potsherd; and my tongue is glued to my throat; and thou hast brought me down to the dust of death.
Hinya wakwa ũniarĩte ta rũgĩo, naruo rũrĩmĩ rwakwa rũkanyiitana na karakara nĩkũngʼara; ũngometie rũkũngũ-inĩ rwa gĩkuũ.
16 For many dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked doers has beset me round: they pierced my hands and my feet.
Ndĩĩmũrigiicĩrie nĩ magui; ndĩĩmũthiũrũrũkĩrie nĩ gĩkundi kĩa andũ arĩa meekaga ũũru, nĩmatheecangĩte moko na magũrũ makwa.
17 They counted all my bones; and they observed and looked upon me.
Mahĩndĩ makwa no hote kũmatara mothe; andũ marandora na makangũũrĩra maitho.
18 They parted my garments [among] themselves, and cast lots upon my raiment.
Maragayana nguo ciakwa, nayo kanjũ yakwa makamĩcuukĩra mĩtĩ.
19 But thou, O Lord, remove not my help afar off: be ready for mine aid.
No rĩrĩ, Wee Jehova, ndũkandaihĩrĩrie mũno; Wee Hinya wakwa, hiũha ũũke ũndeithie.
20 Deliver my soul from the sword; my only-begotten one from the power of the dog.
Teithũra muoyo wakwa kuuma harĩ rũhiũ rwa njora, ũteithũre muoyo wakwa wa goro harĩ hinya wa magui.
21 Save me from the lion's mouth; and [regard] my lowliness from the horns of the unicorns.
Thara kuuma kanua-inĩ ka mĩrũũthi; honokia kuuma hĩa-inĩ cia mbogo.
22 I will declare thy name to my brethren: in the midst of the church will I sing praise to thee.
Nĩngumbũra rĩĩtwa rĩaku kũrĩ ariũ a baba; ndĩrĩkũgoocaga ndĩ kĩũngano-inĩ.
23 Ye that fear the Lord, praise him; all ye seed of Jacob, glorify him: let all the seed of Israel fear him.
Inyuĩ andũ aya mwĩtigĩrĩte Jehova, mũgoocei! Inyuothe a njiaro cia Jakubu, mũkumiei, inyuĩ a njiaro cia Isiraeli, mũtĩĩei.
24 For he has not despised nor been angry at the supplication of the poor; nor turned away his face from me; but when I cried to him, he heard me.
Nĩgũkorwo we ndaamenire kana akĩnyarara gũthĩĩnĩka kwa ũrĩa mũnyamarĩku; ndaahithire ũthiũ wake kuuma kũrĩ we, no nĩathikĩrĩirie kĩrĩro gĩake.
25 My praise is of thee in the great congregation: I will pay my vows before them that fear him.
Gĩtũmi kĩa ngũgooce ũrĩa ngũgoocaga ndĩ kĩũngano-inĩ kĩnene kiumĩte harĩwe; niĩ nĩndĩrĩhingagia mĩĩhĩtwa yakwa ndĩ mbere ya arĩa magwĩtigĩrĩte.
26 The poor shall eat and be satisfied; and they shall praise the Lord that seek him: their heart shall live for ever.
Andũ arĩa athĩĩni marĩrĩĩaga na makahũũna, arĩa marongoragia Jehova, nĩmarĩmũgoocaga; ngoro cianyu irotũũra nginya tene.
27 All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the Lord: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before him.
Andũ arĩa othe matũũraga ituri ciothe cia thĩ nĩmakaririkana na macookerere Jehova, andũ a nyũmba ciothe cia ndũrĩrĩ nĩmakainamĩrĩra mbere yake,
28 For the kingdom is the Lord's; and he is the governor of the nations.
nĩgũkorwo ũthamaki nĩ wa Jehova, na nĩwe wathaga ndũrĩrĩ ciothe.
29 All the fat ones of the earth have eaten and worshipped: all that go down to the earth shall fall down before him: my soul also lives to him.
Andũ arĩa othe atongu a thĩ makaarĩa na mamũhooe; arĩa othe makuuaga magathikwo nĩmagaturia ndu mbere yake, o acio matangĩhota gwĩtũũria muoyo.
30 And my seed shall serve him: the generation that is coming shall be reported to the Lord.
Ciana nĩikamũtungatĩra; nacio nĩikaahe njiarwa iria igooka ũhoro wa Mwathani.
31 And they shall report his righteousness to the people that shall be born, whom the Lord has made.
Acio nĩmakahunjia ũthingu wake kũrĩ andũ arĩa magaaciarwo, nĩgũkorwo nĩwe wĩkĩte ũguo.

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