Psalms 28
1 A psalm for David himself. Unto thee will I cry, O Lord: O my God, be not thou silent to me: lest thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova, nĩwe ndĩrakaĩra, Wee Rwaro rwakwa rwa Ihiga; ndũkarege gũũthikĩrĩria. Nĩgũkorwo ũngĩngirĩra, ingĩhaana ta arĩa maikũrũkĩte magatoonya irima.
2 Hear, O Lord, the voice of my supplication, when I pray to thee; when I lift up my hands to thy holy temple.
Igua gũthaithana gwakwa ngĩgũkaĩra ũndeithie, o nyambararĩtie moko makwa ndĩmerekeirie harĩa haku Hatheru-Mũno.
3 Draw me not away together with the wicked; and with the workers of iniquity destroy me not: Who speak peace with their neighbour, but evils are in their hearts.
Ndũkanguucũrũranie hamwe na andũ arĩa aaganu, atĩ ũndwaranĩrie hamwe na arĩa mekaga ũũru, o arĩa maaragia ndeto cia thayũ na andũ a itũũra, no marĩ na ũũru ngoro-inĩ ciao.
4 Give them according to their works, and according to the wickedness of their inventions. According to the works of their hands give thou to them: render to them their reward.
Andũ acio marĩhe nĩ ũndũ wa ciĩko ciao, na nĩ ũndũ wa wĩra wao mũũru; marĩhe nĩ ũndũ wa wĩra wa moko mao, ũmarĩhe o kĩrĩa kĩmagĩrĩire.
5 Because they have not understood the works of the Lord, and the operations of his hands: thou shalt destroy them, and shalt not build them up.
Tondũ matirũmbũyagia mawĩko ma Jehova o na wĩra wa moko make, we nĩakamatharũria na ndakamaaka rĩngĩ.
6 Blessed be the Lord, for he hath heard the voice of my supplication.
Jehova arogoocwo, nĩgũkorwo nĩaiguĩte ngĩmũthaitha anjiguĩre tha.
7 The Lord is my helper and my protector: in him hath my heart confided, and I have been helped. And my flesh hath flourished again, and with my will I will give praise to him.
Jehova nĩwe hinya wakwa na nowe ngo yakwa; ngoro yakwa nĩwe ĩĩhokete, na nĩandeithĩtie. Ngoro yakwa nĩĩrarũũhia nĩ gĩkeno, na nĩngũmũinĩra rwĩmbo rwa kũmũcookeria ngaatho.
8 The Lord is the strength of his people, and the protector of the salvation of his anointed.
Jehova nĩwe hinya wa andũ ake, na kũrĩ ũrĩa wake mũitĩrĩrie maguta nĩ kĩirigo kĩa hinya kĩa ũhonokio.
9 Save, O Lord, thy people, and bless thy inheritance: and rule them and exalt them for ever.
Honokia andũ aku na ũrathime igai rĩĩrĩ rĩaku, tuĩka mũrĩithi wao na ũmakuuage nginya tene.
