Psalms 64

1 To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David. Hear, O God, my voice in my plaint; preserve my life from fear of the enemy:

Kumutungamiri wokuimba. Pisarema raDhavhidhi. Ndinzweiwo, imi Mwari, pandinotaura chichemo changu; dzivirirai upenyu hwangu pakutyisidzira kwavavengi.

2 Hide me from the secret counsel of evil-doers, from the tumultuous crowd of the workers of iniquity,

Ndivanzei pakurangana kwavakaipa, ndibve pazhowezhowe yeungano yavaiti vezvakaipa.

3 Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword, [and] have aimed their arrow, a bitter word;

Vanorodza ndimi dzavo seminondo, uye vanonanga namashoko avo semiseve inouraya.

4 That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.

Vanopfura vari pakavanda munhu asina mhosva; vanomupfura pakarepo, vasingatyi.

5 They encourage themselves in an evil matter, they concert to hide snares; they say, Who will see them?

Vanokurudzira mumwe nomumwe wavo pakufunga zvakaipa, vanotaura pamusoro pokuteya misungo yavo, uye vanoti, “Ndianiko achaiona?”

6 They devise iniquities: We have it ready, the plan is diligently sought out. And each one's inward [thought] and heart is deep.

Vanorangana kusaruramisira vachiti, “Tafunga zano rakakwana!” Zvirokwazvo mwoyo nomurangariro womunhu zvinonyengera.

7 But God will shoot an arrow at them: suddenly are they wounded;

Asi Mwari achavapfura nemiseve; pakarepo vachawira pasi.

8 By their own tongue they are made to fall over one another: all that see them shall flee away.

Achaita kuti ndimi dzavo dzivashandukire, uye achavaisa pakuparadzwa; vose vanovaona vachavadzungudzira misoro vachivaseka.

9 And all men shall fear, and shall declare God's doing; and they shall wisely consider his work.

Marudzi ose avanhu achatya; achaparidza mabasa aMwari, uye achafungisisa zvaakaita.

10 The righteous shall rejoice in Jehovah, and trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.

Vakarurama ngavafare muna Jehovha uye vavande maari; vose vakarurama mumwoyo ngavamurumbidze!