Psalms 36
1 To the chief Musician. [A Psalm] of the servant of Jehovah; of David. The transgression of the wicked uttereth within my heart, There is no fear of God before his eyes.
Fún adarí orin. Ti Dafidi ìránṣẹ́ Olúwa. Ìré-òfin-kọjá ènìyàn búburú jẹ́ kí n mọ̀ nínú ọkàn mi pé, ìbẹ̀rù Ọlọ́run kò sí níwájú wọn.
2 For he flattereth himself in his own eyes, [even] when his iniquity is found to be hateful.
Nítorí pé wọ́n pọ́n ara wọn ní ojú ara wọn títí tí a kò fi le rí ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ wọn láti kórìíra.
3 The words of his mouth are wickedness and deceit: he hath left off to be wise, to do good.
Ọ̀rọ̀ ẹnu wọn ni ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ òhun ẹ̀tàn; wọ́n ti fi ọgbọ́n àti ṣíṣe rere sílẹ̀.
4 He deviseth wickedness up on his bed; he setteth himself in a way that is not good: he abhorreth not evil.
Wọ́n gbìmọ̀ ìwà ìkà nígbà tí wọ́n wà lórí ibùsùn wọn: wọ́n gba ọ̀nà tí kò dára wọn kò sì kọ ọ̀nà ibi sílẹ̀.
5 Jehovah, thy loving-kindness is in the heavens, and thy faithfulness [reacheth] unto the clouds.
Ìdúró ṣinṣin ìfẹ́ rẹ, ìwọ Olúwa, ó ga dé ọ̀run, òtítọ́ ọ̀ rẹ ga dé àwọsánmọ̀.
6 Thy righteousness is like the high mountains; thy judgments are a great deep: thou, Jehovah, preservest man and beast.
Òdodo rẹ dàbí àwọn òkè Ọlọ́run, àwọn ìdájọ́ rẹ dàbí ibú ńlá; ìwọ gba ẹranko àti ènìyàn là, Olúwa.
7 How precious is thy loving-kindness, O God! So the sons of men take refuge under the shadow of thy wings.
Báwo ni ìṣeun ìdúró ṣinṣin ìfẹ́ rẹ ti tó! Ọlọ́run! Kí gbogbo ọmọ ènìyàn le sá sí abẹ́ òjìji ìyẹ́ rẹ.
8 They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house; and thou wilt make them drink of the river of thy pleasures.
Àsè ilé rẹ yóò tẹ́ wọn lọ́rùn gidigidi; ìwọ yóò sì mú wọn mu nínú odò inú dídùn rẹ.
9 For with thee is the fountain of life: in thy light shall we see light.
Nítorí pé pẹ̀lú rẹ ni orísun ìyè wà: nínú ìmọ́lẹ̀ rẹ ni àwa yóò rí ìmọ́lẹ̀.
10 Continue thy loving-kindness unto them that know thee, and thy righteousness to the upright in heart;
Mú ìṣeun ìfẹ́ ẹ̀ rẹ sí àwọn tí ó mọ̀ ọ́n àti ìgbàlà rẹ sí àwọn tí ó ní ìdúró ṣinṣin ọkàn!
11 Let not the foot of pride come against me, and let not the hand of the wicked drive me away.
Má ṣe jẹ́ kí ẹsẹ̀ agbéraga kí ó wá sí orí mi, kí o má sì jẹ́ kí ọwọ́ àwọn ènìyàn búburú sí mi ní ipò.
12 There are the workers of iniquity fallen: they are cast down, and are not able to rise.
Níbẹ̀ ni àwọn oníṣẹ́ ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ gbé ṣubú sí: a rẹ̀ wọ́n sílẹ̀, wọn kì yóò le è dìde!
